She wasn’t the cutest girl there but she was the best looking one. She liked the attention it got her. It made her like the uniforms everyone hated and like the job everyone despised. She bagged people’s burger meals with a smile and even a little bounce to make the boy on fries smile.

She didn’t like the boy but she liked the smiles. She never got those smiles when she wasn’t at work. Her face was pretty and her body was okay but nothing like all the other girls out there in the world who cared enough to turn make up and clothes into an art.

She was a simple girl who just watched her weight a little and put stickers on her name tag.