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Hey y'all. Karen here. Things have been...... crazy for me these past days and I was planning on stopping my story here ()_()
But after seeing how many views I got, I guess it made me happy to see that people actually likes my writings. So I decided to keep going...... I'll be off and on now but I got you guys. <3
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***Brandon's P.O.V***
I start to head down the hall to the muffin room (yes there's a muffin room) when I came by a note hanging on the main hall way.
ATTENTION!!!
THE L.A.B PROGRAM WILL OFFICIALLY START NEXT WEEK, OCTOBER 5TH IN THE MEETING AREA AROUND NOON.
MR. BOWMAN
Wow. Eager are we?
I smile to myself. Its nice to see him getting into the feeling of my idea. But I wasn't expecting THIS. I look to my right and spot Austin McCarey down the hall looking at the same paper. Our eyes meet and he makes his way towards me.
Here we go. Gotta think of something...
He stops in front of me and I smile. "Nice to see you again," I state. "I see your also as shocked as I am about this."
He eyes me. "What have you two been discussing without me? You know you can't do anything without my permission."
I give off a little chuckle that seemed to piss him off. "Listen," I start and place my hand on his shoulder. "Me and you are cool, right? This whole thing is bigger than just you and me."
He takes my hand from his shoulder. "What are you saying?"
"What I'm saying is," I take a step closer. "If we, including Charles and the other guy, can get this program up and running before November...... I'd say...... the 27th? Then we'll be more of a business ourselves and not running under your father's supervision."
That seemed to trigger something but he still eyes me. "It takes money to make money," he says. "Unless your planning on running a business outside in the open."
I shake my head. "I'll deal with the money. I just need to take a few days or more off to get it. If I can get the money and the amount of support we need, then this should be up and running right after New Years."
"New year, new business."
I smirk at that saying.
He's smarter than I thought. This should be easy.
He eyes the paper in his hand, thinking."Where are you planning on getting the money from?" He whispers as a lady walks by us.
"Hey. I said I'll handle that," I said taking the paper off of the wall. "We just need to run this by Charles and the other guy-"
"Xavier."
"What ever," I shrug off. "Then we'll be in the clear."
I smile one of my award winning smile and he furrows his eyebrows.
I start to head down the hall when he calls my name. I stop and turn back to him.
"Not everything goes as planned," he shouts down the hall.
"If it don't, we'll just be right back here again."
And with that, I make my way to the muffin room.
