Chapter 1
Joey�s POV
This is not how I pictured my life. I graduated in the top ten percent of my class at Worthington University, one of the most prestigious schools in the nation. That was supposed to open up a whole world of opportunities. I was supposed to have a good job. Instead I ended up working at an editing company. Most people would say I�m lucky that I did work in my career field; however, I was just a file clerk. I had nothing to do with the editing and unfortunately I don�t think I ever will. But I don�t have to worry about staying in my job because they decided that my �services� were not needed. I live in a crappy apartment in a bad part of New York City and I�m a month late on my rent. My landlord said if I don�t pay last and this month�s rent by today I better be gone by tomorrow. Since I lost my job I don�t even have enough money to eat tonight. But, I know what I did wrong. I didn�t know the right people, didn�t go to the right interviews, and now it�s too late; no one is going to hire someone who has been working as a file clerk for five years as an editor.
This is what always goes through my head as I walk home from work with my small box that is all I have left from my desk. I stop to look at today�s paper at a magazine stand along side the road. A magazine catches my eye. It has a relatively handsome man on the cover; the title says �Small town boy earns big bucks with restaurant chain.� So they�re going to rub it in my face, too. I turn to continue walking to my apartment. Everyone�s richer than me, even this man.
I arrive at my apartment building a few minutes later to find my landlord out front. I have a feeling he�s not going to let me off today even though I don�t have the money. He�s let me off three times this year.
�Do you have your rent?� He asks sternly.
�I�m so sorry, I don�t �� I say when he interrupts me.
�Well, I�m sorry too. I�ve let you off three times this year. I need my money. Have your
things out by tomorrow,� he says, starting to walk away.
Following him, I continue, �Wait, I�ll get the money somehow.� He just keeps walking as I carry on, �I have no where else to go.�
It was the truth. I have a sister but she has a family of her own and she can�t support me too. Now I have no job and no apartment. I decide to take a walk to try to figure out what I�m going to do now.
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