Judge My Skills, Not Me

Chapter 10: The Forbidden F-Word

A/N Starting this new thing where I'll give the song vibes I was feeling for the chapter.

ARE WE STILL FRIENDS? by Tyler, The Creator

"That looks disgusting," Cristina said under her breath as she sat at the dining room table. 

"Shut it, Diaz," Scott warned as he scrapped the last of the eggs out of the pan. "How was I supposed to know that Benny would take a joke too seriously!" Scott finished setting up the table with a plate of burnt toast and runny scrambled eggs. 

"Maybe next time you should clarify that when you say 'Don't you take a day off', you don't actually mean take the next day off," Cristina said moving the food around on her plate. "It probably has to do with you making fun of Ben's accent." 

"Hey! You do the accent too!"

"Not to his face!" 

A beep came from the door. "Eat. Your. Food," Scott said as he went to check the intercom. Cristina quickly ran to the trash can. "What do you want Hunter?"

"What happened to 'how was your morning, my favorite protege' or 'you're getting a raise next paycheck'?" Hunter said over the phone. 

"What is it?" Scott grumbled

"Fine, grumpy. I have a car at the gate" Hunter said rolling his eyes.

"Did you check who it is?" Scott said as he heard the fridge door open. "YOU BETTER EAT WHAT I COOKED!" 

"No!" Cristina yelled back as she ate her cereal, "That's considered torture in some countries."

"We both know out of the two of us, only I know what is actually considered torture," Scott said menacingly. 

"Don't try to intimidate me, soldier boy!" Cristina yelled. 

"SCOTT! SCOTT!" Hunter screamed into the phone. 

"Hunter stop yelling! What is it?"

"THE LIONEL MESSI IS AT THE GATE! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! I CAN DIE HAPPY NOW!" 

"Calm down, Hunter. He's just a guest, remember," Scott said rolling his eyes. 

"JUST A GUEST! ARE YOU CRAZY? YOU'VE FINALLY GONE SENILE, CALL THE EMERGENCY MEDICS!" 

"Hunter! Just let him in!" Scott said having enough of the two idiots Ben left him with.

"Should I clean his car with my shirt? Do I physically push the gate open? Can I ask for a photo?" Hunter fumbled with his phone as Leo looked at him threw the window. 

"You want a photo?" Leo asked threw the open window. 

Hunter looked at him in shock, "Scott, he's talking to me." 

"Then answer," Scott said finally hanging up. 

"Umm- please?" 

"Of course." Hunter fumbled for his phone as he took a selfie. 

"Thank you, Mr. Messi. I mean- Messi Sir"

"Just call me Leo. Can I get in now?" Leo said looking between Hunter and the gate. 

"Yes, Leo. Of course, Leo. Anything else?" 

"Nope, just the gate. Owe you one, Hunter," Leo said as he drove in. 

"Lionel Messi knows my name," Hunter said in awe. 

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"I'll get the door!" Cristina said as she ran from the kitchen. 

"Tell him I know where he lives and have diplomatic immunity in Cuba," Scott said from the kitchen eating burnt toast. 

Cristina rolled her eyes and opened the door. "Hey, Leo!" 

"Hi Cristina, how's it going?" 

"Great!" 

"I just have-" 

"Can we-" Cristina and Leo said at the same time. 

"You go first," Leo said. 

"I just wanted to say- this isn't a date, right?" Cristina said fumbling with her purse. 

"Date? What of course not! Why would you think that?" Leo said nervously. 

"Good, I just needed to make sure. Hope I didn't make things awkward" Cristina sighed, even though there was a small heartbreak. 'Was I just imagining things?' 

"No no no, I was just being a good teammate, that's all," Leo said as he nervously shifted on his feet. 'Why did I listen to Ney? I knew he was just boosting my ego.' 

"I just wanted to make that clear because I'm not really looking to date right now." Cristina nervously laughed. She couldn't tell him, she hardly even knew him. 

"Totally fine! I wanted you to get to know the city that's all. From a person that's been here since childhood." 

"Great! Let me get my jacket." Cristina ran back in as Leo threw the bouquet of flowers he'd been hiding into the bushes. 

"Great, friends"

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A/N

Guys, I have an outline! Let me know if you guys want a playlist too!