Chap. 9

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Sarah Campbell
*trigger warning*

"I don't want to go," Aubrey complained, throwing me an annoyed glare.

"But I've been doing so well," I whined, climbing in next to her in her bed. "You have to come with me!"

"I'm not a gym person Sarah. I don't do the gym."

"In the five years that you've known me have I ever been either?"

"So why must we start now?" she groaned, shoving me off the bed.

"Because I can't break my three-day streak!"

"Go with your brother. He lives there doesn't he?"

"Well yeah," I agreed. "But he's taking a rather forced break for a couple of days, courtesy of Cade. So now you have to come with me."

"So I have Caden to thank for this?"

"Precisely."

"What do I get out of this?" Aubrey demanded, lowering her eyes at me.

"Better health?"

"Not good enough."

"I'll go to your 8 AM tomorrow and take the notes."

She raised an eyebrow at me as she carefully considered my offer. "You'll stay the entire time?"

"The whole hour-fifteen."

"Deal. Give me ten minutes to get ready."

As I was waiting on Aubrey to get ready, in her ever so slow fashion, my phone buzzed.

As I was waiting on Aubrey to get ready, in her ever so slow fashion, my phone buzzed

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"That's a complete mood 360," Aubrey commented, as she jumped onto my bed. "What's got you pissy?"

"Adam Watson."

"That hunk of ass?"

I gave her a hard shove to which she just laughed. "Come on Sarah, even you have to admit that he's a beautifully sculpted man."

"Not in this lifetime." I shoved myself off my bed, offering my hand to Aubrey. "Ready to go?"

"Not in the slightest. But I'll do anything to get out of that 8 AM, so let's go."

~*~

"So I haven't received a report from you on A. Watson in two weeks," Mark said, leaning back in his desk chair.

"I know."

"Sarah, I've got the Athletic Department on my ass. His meetings are mandatory, I've got to get a report."

"I have him begging," I promised. "We'll meet this week. Mark my words."

Mark lowered his eyes at me as I cracked up at the unintentional pun.

"If you don't get something to me this week I'm going to have to report his absences," Mark warned.

Like hell he will.

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