Shooting Starr

Starr

The next day at work was interesting to say the least. When I walked into the office everyone was staring at me, a sea of mixed facial expressions. Some of my coworkers stared at me with grins on their faces, and others looked as if they had judgemental opinions formulating in their heads. I ignored them going to sit in my cubicle. As I sat down, I started my work by inhaling deeply to clear my mind. I sip my cold brew, swishing the bitter liquid around in my mouth a bit.

"Wow I guess you're a celebrity now or whatever." Shuna jokes from her side of the desk, her arms folded, I noticed she had a different lanyard on than last week. I'm thoroughly impressed with how she matches them to her outfits, my eyebrows scrunched in concussion.

"First of all good morning, and secondly I have no idea what you're talking about." I roll my eyes going back to my work, hopefully if I ignore Shuna she'll leave me alone, and I was wrong.

"Let's not act like you went to the Oscars last night, and let's not act like you didn't sing in front of a room full of A-listers at Jamie Foxx's house." She rolled her eyes back at me, I literally forgot about that if I was being honest, I pressed my lips together in a thin line trying to keep the grin from spreading.

"You little skank, I can't believe you would sex up my man like this. I thought you loved me Gwen." Daisy popped in, she stood on the outside of our joined cubicles, one hand pressed to her chest, the other occupied holding some papers, and Emmy peeking over her shoulder.

I rolled my eyes, and sighed at the same time. The joke was funny last night, though I regret messing with her now.

"Daisy, he's a Gemini, he's a hoe out of reflex. It's not Gwen's fault." Shuna tried to reason, but Daisy was already fake crying, I just shook my head. As I looked around the office, people were starting to stare again. I grimace, damn these nosy people, I stand up moving out of the cubicle. I walk over to one of the empty meeting rooms, the girls follow after me.

"Are you happy with yourself, sleeping your way to the top?" Daisy continued her sob routine, I looked to Emmy, and Shuna for help.

"Alright, alright, calm down D...okay but was it big." Emmy jokes, she burst into laughter at the look I gave her, soon she recovered.

"I didn't fuck Chris Evans, okay, and I didn't know anyone was recording me. I just blacked out." I said going to lean against the edge of the large meeting table, Shuna watched me for a bit. If it was information she wanted, she is going to find it.

"Okay, but you did fuck somebody, because dispite how stubborn you are, I won't believe you if you say you didn't." Shuna folded her arms, she spoke slowly in that southern accent that makes her stand out.

"Straight up...yes I was a slut last night, gosh are you satisfied?" I rolled my eyes, I went to sit down.

"It depends, how much of a slut were you?" Daisy asked, her eyebrow raised, they all took a seat at the large table.

"Fucking outside in a garden slutty?" I mumble, they all gasp in unison, I try to hide my face in the palm of my hands feeling embarrassed. I've never been one to be loud and proud about my sex life. I joke a lot, but I'm actually more private about what I do in the bedroom.

"You dirty whore, you need to go to church, matter of fact where is my holy water." Daisy pretends to search herself for her missing water, Emmy, and Shuna crack up in laughter. I shake my head, I really can't believe I've done that, I know I'm no Angel, but usually I have better morals than that.

"That's wild son, but the big question is...who was it?" Emmy asked, she leaned forward, the girls had quieted down waiting for my answer.
"Aldis Hodge." I say slowly, Shuna howls, I look up at the plain ceiling wondering why my friends are like this.