nana na na get a job

Several weeks pass after the traumatic dinner and no luck finding a job. "Tom can't get you a job where he works?" Erin asked sitting on the couch and turning on the television.

"First place I thought of but apparently the movie house is all full up." you sighed sitting next to her rubbing your eyes in frustration.

"Well what if...nah."

"No what? I'm ****." you twisted to face erin.

"Well what if you applied as...kara?"

"No way!" you turned away.

"Come on. It's gonna happen eventually right? I mean you already pass without being dressed up." It was true, thanks to the hormones and weekly shots you had given you a pretty good jump start. In fact that morning you could swear your pecs were looking a little soft. The happiness you felt as you jiggled in front of the mirror reassured you you made the right decision.

"I suppose."

"Hey the worst that can happen is they don't hire you and they've been doing that to John." She had a point. You hated when she did that. Getting applications would be easy enough since most places now expected you to apply online anyway. She slapped your leg as she sat up. "Look you've been stressing out about finding a job for weeks now, let's go out just us sisters, no boys, no stress. We'll go to the salon, get our hair and nails done, facials, the works." You hadn't really spent a lot of time with erin, outside of complaining.

"Sure why not. I could use a break."

"Let's get dressed"

You still kept your clothes in erin's closet of course but you were getting better at putting together your own outfits. It wasn't as complicated as you first thought. It boiled down to just wearing what felt comfortable. Unless you had a date then you wore what looked good. But today was just you and your sister so you chose something comfy but cute. Wedge sandals, blue skater skirt and a white tank top with "POW!" written in big comic book quality font.

Erin wore blue jeans, floral peasant blouse and black sandals of her own. She stood you both before the mirror "Mom and dad are gone all day. Kyle's at baseball practice." Erin handed you a pair of sunglasses "We are total babes." and wrapped her around your shoulder. "Let's hit the town."

You chuckled and put your glasses on "You big dork."

While you were enjoying having your hair set the beautician is asking you questions, even though you're nervous thinking of it as practice helps a little, but only a little. "So do you girls have plans for the prom?" All of your calm quickly evaporated once more. You never thought about prom, not since you met tom. You always imagined you'd go to prom with a girl but now you have a boyfriend. Should you take him? Should you go as a boy or a girl? Should he pick you up? How would you explain it to your parents!

Like a zombie your body went through the motions as the woman made your face up. "Yeah she's actually looking for a job." you barely register your sister's voice. Apparently an entire conversation had been happening around you.

"Well if she worked here she'd get to practice every day."

"What?" you ask coming out of your daze.

"There she is."

"Sorry I was thinking about something."

"It's okay, I had your sister to keep me company. She told me all about you." The woman, who you vaguely remembered was named mary turned to select a new product to use on your face.

Your eyes practically screamed at erin. "Yeah, I was filling her in on how lousy the job hunt is going." she responded with a look on her face as if to say you should know better by now.

"And I was telling your wonderful sister here that with prom coming up we are hiring a few extra hands. Especially if you have some familiarity with the products." The prospect of actually having a job as kara excited you, made you feel...real. Not just a boy playing dress up. "Leave your name and number with me and I'll discuss it with the manager, okay sweetie?" She smiled and you believed she wanted to help you out but couldn't understand why. As your mother often told you though, never look a gift horse in the mouth.

After leaving her with your name and number you two girls hit the town. The looming threat of prom set on the back burner of your mind for now.

You spent the day shopping and trying on clothes in dressing rooms, something you dont do often. "I dont know about this." You pulled at the skirt which was much shorter than anything you've ever worn. "It's a little...trashy." The skirt showed off your ass greatly. Something you were teased for in the lockerroom by other guys for having a girly butt was now a source of pride but this was a bit much. "I mean one sneeze and the secret's out."

You heard a zip quickly followed by a click, apparently your sister was taking a selfie. "Look you got the girl next door look down but come on you need a little spice in your life. Besides I bet it'll get tom's motor running." You could hear the creak of erin's changing stall door. Followed quickly by her head poking over the top of your door. "You look great!"

You open the door for bumping her off the door. She hopped off of the chair she had used to climb over the top in the first place you stood before the bigger mirror in the room staring at her shimmery mini skirt and matching cami top it looked black but turning one way or the other it sparkled like the night sky. The top stop an inch under your developing breasts putting your flat stomach on full display. This definitely wasn't your style. Erin stood next to you posing seductively. "Come on. Have some fun."

You **** a smile with your best poker face as she snaps a photo. Her dress was made of similar material but it was a full dress that clung so tight you could see her thong. "Okay I think that's enough shopping."

"You're right. I'm starved."

After quickly paying for your new outfits you both sat in a pizza hut. "How's your salad?" erin asked inbetween bites of her own.

"It's fine."

"That's why you havent eaten any?"

"Can I get you ladies anything to drink?" a random worker asked.

"We already got something thanks." you say not looking up.

"Something wrong?"

"I just...nothing I want to talk about." You didn't want to alienate the only person who was helping you. How could you tell her you didn't like her pushing you when if she didn't push you you'd probably be home alone right now doing god only knows what.

"I'm here whenever." she offered biting into a tiny tomato.

"I...I'm glad we-"

"Freshen up your drink?" the same male voice asked again.

"We're good." you say finally looking at him. He was very muscular for a guy who worked at a pizza hut. He seemed to stare at you in a way you'd only seen tom look at you. "Thanks."

"If you need anything else. Just give me a call, I'm rick."

Erin giggled "Just the pizza." Rick lingered a moment knocking on the table before he left. "Guess I'm gonna have to get used to that."

"What?"

"Guys hitting on my sister."

"What?!" you nearly shout. No way you were being hit on. You looked like a girl but definitely not a hot one...right?

"Come on, tom doesn't tell you what a hottie you are?"

"Well yeah he's my boyfriend and he loves me."

"Hun, he's a guy. They get stupid around hot girls."

"Well what about you? Why isn't he hitting on you?" judging from her pursed lip that was a bad question. "I mean-"

"You're new at this but you never say that to a girl. Unless you wanna be one of those bitchy girls on the cheerleader squad."

"Sorry."

You finally finished the pizza forgetting about rick's flirtations finding a nice bookstore to change clothes in before heading home. "Don't forget we're not done." She said peeking in the door as you changed.

"Where else is left? I feel like you dragged me all over creation already." you both laughed as your mother's words somehow found their way in your mouth.

"I've been wanting to go to that new club for awhile."

"Those places dont even open until ten!"

"That's when the fun starts."

You managed to get home without incidents from your parents and sneak out for the club in your new mini skirt and halter top and shiny black heels. "Remember, we're sexy girls on the prowl. No one can stop us cause they want us!" she said as you two marched up to the front of the line your heels clicking past disgruntled clubbers. The big man at the door never stood a chance, powerless under the hypnotic spell of the two bombshell's striding towards him. Disarmed by a decisive wink from you and a sexy smile from your sister and he lowered his guard, as well as the velvet rope meant to keep out the riff raff. Erin traced a finger along the man's dropped jaw clicking it closed for him.

Once inside you cant help but giggle with erin being wanted by tom was one thing he loved you, he was supposed to, strangers wanting you was intoxicating. Maybe being sexy was something you could get used to.