Chapter Eight

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TPP: Chapter Eight

After leaving the building, Sammie filled me in on all the office gossip. She basically told me who to avoid, who to be nice to, who was cool and who were straight up bitches.

"And no matter what, under any circumstances do you fall for him."

"Him who?" I asked climbing out of the car.

"You know who I'm talking about. I seen the way you too were looking at each other. Stay away, he's married. I don't want you to be like Sheryl from accounting." she said as I grabbed all my bags from shopping out of the trunk.

"What happened to her?"

"Long story. I'll tell you on Monday. But I'll come pick you up at 7:30 so we can grab something to eat." she said as I waived as she pulled off. I made my way inside the house.

"So, what'd you two do today?" Chase asked seeming a little desperate.

"Shopped and I got a job." I said as everyone looked up at me.

"Where?" Butch asked taking a few of my many bags.

"At her job. Some office building downtown. It's nice."

"You went for an interview like that?" Noah asked as I nodded.

"Was it a girl or guy?" Adam asked.

"What is this 21 questions?" I asked beginning my walk up the stairs with Butch right behind me.

"Not yet, we're getting there. Girl or guy?" Adam asked again. I was surprised to see this side of him. He was always quiet.

"Guy. Why?"

"Figures." they all said in unison.

"You guys are all alike." I said walking upstairs.

"Butch, where are you going?" Noah asked as we stopped again.

"I'm helping Jasmine." he said flatly.

"She has two hands and two feet, i don't think she needs help with those little bags." Chase said joking around. I could tell Butch was beginning to get angry.

"At least he has manners." I replied.

"Yeah right, he's just trying to score." Chase said laughing as the rest of the guys giggled including my brother.

"Well at least someone in this house will." I said as Butch laughed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Adam asked.

"It means that Chase has been with Sammie for 2 years and still hasn't gotten any because he doesn't know how to act like an adult, you Adam are way too quiet to even get a girls number but your looks do get you some attention, Sean over there just bangs anything with legs, and you my dear brother, I'm not sure what's wrong with you. Thats what I mean, so goodnight." I said as Butch gave me a high-five as we made our way up to my room.

The guys were mad for the rest of the evening but it was okay, they'd get over it. Butch and I had a blast. We ordered pizza, watched some movies on Netflix and fell asleep.

Monday came quicker than I expected. I didn't know what to wear or how to do my hair. I found myself waking up super early because of the anticipation. My money was running low so I had to work if I wanted to get my own car and pay my own bills.

I laid out three different outfits. I walked around the house to see if anyone was up. No one was. I went to Sean.

"Hey, I need your help." I said as he rubbed his eyes.

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