"Hey, computer girl." A voice interrupted my thoughts. I turned to see archer leaning forward on his window sill.
"Uh- hi" I said, taken aback, but still walked forward to my window. "So are you answering? Yes? No? Or you can come to my house and Netflix and Chill, if you know what I mean." He smirked.
I raised my eyebrows with a light smile, I couldn't hold back my laughter. "Only in your wildest dreams."
"Oh, but sweetcake, this is my wildest dream." He smiles, obviously joking.
"Yeah, yeah. Don't call me that." I rolled my eyes, briefly hearing something else crash, I slightly flinched.
Archer looked slightly interested, and concerned but that soon disappeared when he said, "so that's a yes?"
"I said ill think about it." I replied.
Man, these boys are persistent.
"Well save the yes for tomorrow morning, I'm busy tonight," he smiled, "if you know what I mean." He smirked.
I gave him a disgusted glare. "Thats my que to close the window now," I say closing it slowly.
"-wait!" He shouted, holding out his hand, even though it wouldn't do anything.
"Yes, Mr. Dramatic?"
"We haven't found nicknames! Duh." He rolled his eyes.
"Oh, but I think we just did," his eyebrows furrowed.
"If you know what I mean." I smirk, closing the window, as well as the curtains.
The next day at school they all would literally not stop bothering me. What do they need a nerd for any way.
Then my mind traveled to the money. Was it worth it? Would they even pay me at all? That's when I made up my mind.
At lunch I sat in the quiet library, at my corner seat. It was peaceful.
My phone then rang.
"Hello?"
"Hello? Emily?"
"Uh, Michelle??" I ask. "Yes! Em! I know you might be mad- I just need a place to stay desperately. I'm scared at I'm with Travis.." she trailed off. "You know I can't handle this."
This is when I hear someone come in, so I quiet down.
"Please." Oh I could hear the desperation.
Then my eyes caught onto Archer, Becket, and Dante. My eyes slightly widened before going back to normal.
"Can we talk about this later." I say in a hushed tone.
"Soon." She hastily says, hanging up.
Boy, my old best friend has changed. I still did miss her jokes and fashion sense. I did leave in the middle of a very important time. It was right after Tiffany, I shudder, and during everything with-
"Em!" Dante is apparently shaking my shoulder, earning a hush from the librarian.
"Huh?" I say, looking at all of them.
"What is it? I got four hundred right here," Beckett nods, before peeking over his shoulder and taking out an envelope.
My eyes widen to saucers. "F-four- h-huh-undred?" My mouth opens ajar. I haven't gotten so much money since I worked almost a year at a café.
To mom it might not be much, but I know I can haggle to get more. That may seem bad, but I can't do this with my dad anymore.
Who knows what will happen.
"No? We can leave right now. Don't miss us too much," archer jokes, smirking.
"I've made up my mind."
"Good. Meet us after school." Beckett shrugs.
"But I haven't told you what I said." I smile.
"Well what is it?" Archer edges.
"Yes." This deserves an eye roll from Archer, Dante and Beckett, but their smiles prove they are amused.
They sit down beside me.
"What are you guys doing?" I ask, looking at them like they are crazy.
"Uh, sitting with you," Dante says, "Duh!" He rolls his eyes playfully, making me chuckle along with Archer.
Beckett pulls out his phone and starts texting someone.
"Wait so you are all sitting with me?"
"Yeah, that's kind of what we are doing," Archer says in an obvious tone.
"Oh," I say, but I still give a heartwarming smile.
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"So are we there yet?"
"No."
" I wonder what it looks like.."
"No!"
"Cmon Dante. Please. Oh! Is this it?" I say pointing to a building.
"No!" They all scream at me.
"Keep your eyes on the road!" I say jokingly to the driver, Beckett.
I'm stuck in Becketts fancy car, waiting, patiently, until we reach this secret destination. They have told me about my pay, the longer I stay the more the money. I told them that they can trust me. I get a thousand next week.
"Are you gonna murder me?" I say, again joking, a smile still on my face, returning to look out the window as Archer speaks,
"we already told you, your starting today, hacking, I mean. Unless.." he smirks.
I roll my eyes with a shudder, it does give more to the effect you know. Ew.
"Ew. Oh and plus if we were to murder you, we would've done it already." I chuckle at his remark.
"We are here." The driver announced. I take in a sharp breath, looking at our surroundings.
Just a pain old building. Sort of.
We all unbuckled our seatbelt, following Beckett. I'm pretty sure the guys all knew each other before coming here, and so they also lead the way, leaving me behind.
They talked ahead, in a hushed whisper.
I was, of course, used to this. We entered a room on the third floor, after getting in a kind of fancy elevator. It was sort of like a penthouse. With big glass windows.
"This is YOUR place?" It was so nicely aranged. Nice furniture, high quality everything.
"Woah," I breathe, circling.
"That's what I said." Smiled Dante, looking oddly distant.
"Sit. Sit." Archer patted the spot next to him.
"Where did Dante go?" I question, looking behind me. I stare at them, raising my eyebrows.
They both shrugged as if it's the norm. I rolled my eyes, but my smile gave away my amusement.
I saw the baffled, annoyed look on the twos faces looking behind me so, confused, I turned around. I was faced with a Dante. "Oh my god!" I shriek, looking at Dante, wearing a thong over his pants, a boa, heels, and a girly shirt over his clothes.
