Meet me in the Dressing Rooms

4- Mind reading

Hey people! Apologies for the lack of uploadedness... I'm so so sorry bout that! Ive been rewriting parts and feeling uninspired, then I got sick. But im back now. My plan is to upload two more chapters during spring break. Or more, if I can! Okay so heres chapter número 4!

~Warning~I listen to music while I write, and I have the most random songs on the planet, so that's why theres a bunch of songs no ones heard of incorporated into this story.

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Chapter 4

7:57 AM

"BEEP BEEP BEEP!"

"Ughnnn...?" i slam the obnoxcious alarm clock. I stumble against the dresser, and knock off my phone.

1 NEW TXT MSG, it reads. I ignore it and stumble to my closet, realizing i'm in Bryce's T-shirt. Memories of that night flood into my head. Oh, god, i smile to myself. I shower and put on my Abercrombie uniform and head outside to my car. It's raining, so i run and get in my car, not noticing the person in the passenger seat.

"Hey." Bryce says.

"Oh, what the..FARK??!" I jump, "How'd you get in here?"

"You left your keys at my place yesterday. I tried to text you" He smiles. "Just thought you'd need your keys." he pulls me into a sweet kiss and stays there for a while, moving his lips in unison with mine.

"I'm gonnaa be late" i pull away.

When he hears that, he kisses me more.

"Seriously! I'd like to keep my job!" I giggle.

"Too bad" he pulls me in for one more kiss.

I sigh and open his door. He laughs and gets out. "Bye babe!"

I smile to myself as I turn on the radio.  

"Lazy days in Los Angeles!" I belt out and start driving to work.

Work. Shit. Hugo is going to attack me!

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9:15 AM

"Bri Chauncey! You're late! Late! L-A-T-E!"

Crapcrapcrap on a fortune cookie!. "Oh, hey! I know I know! I sorry but I have a good reason!"

"Okay. Spill, girl! Spill!" Hugo jumps up and down with excitement. Oh, gay guys. Gotta love 'em!

"Sorry, Hugo! That information, my friend, is cofindential."

"Urgah!" he kneels on the ground and flails his hands in the air. "Why???"

Drama queen. "Oh, Hugo, chill out. I'm here now"

"Fine." he pouts "But you have a lot of work to get DONE missy! Hop to it!" He pushes me to the register.

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12:30 PM (lunch break)

"Hey, Bri."

I turn around from the register and see Nike, in all his gorgeousness, smiling at me.

"Oh, hey! Can I help you?" I 

pull a piece of hair behind my ear.

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go get lunch today. Or did you have your heart set on dressing room 4 again?"

I roll my eyes. Yesyesyesyes! Damn he's hot.

"Well, I'd hate to abandon my poor, lonely dressing room!" I state dramatically.

Oh, I so want to! I want to just rip his clothes off right here! But....Bryceness. Dammit!!!!!!

"Oh, come on! He'll live!"

"¿Que?" I ask, shocked. Is he fucking mind reader now? I'm screwed!

"I said your dressing room will live! And Leslie and Hugo are coming too, if that's what you're worried about."

Oh. I feel so smart.

"Okay, fine. But only because I'm sick of this crappy mall food." Right, that's it. Mall food.

"Uh huh..." He smirks and grabs his keys "Meet us in 5 at my car."

He walks away, giving me a perfect view of his ass, Ugh, fudgemonkeys, I really hope he can't read minds.

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