Chapter Six

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I can't sleep. Brett keeps crashing into my mind. Damn you. I toss and turn. Why is it so hard to sleep tonight? I am usually the type to brush stuff off my shoulder and get a good nights sleep. What is this man doing to me? I don't know. He might be gay or bisexual. The vibe I felt during the interview. I at least got a job. I giggle at myself. Milo hisses at me. "You're trying to sleep too?" I pet him behind the ears and he hisses again. "Okay. Go to sleep then." I give him a little kick and he hops off the bed and onto my bookshelf. What is it about cats?

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The uniforms are really ugly. A white dress shirt, a tie, and a waist apron. What in the world? Oh well, I at least got a job and will be seeing Brett Hayes. My heart beats at the thought. I decide to put my hair in a bun, a man bun. Can't have my hair all over the place. The bagel pops out the toaster when I enter the kitchen, startling me. I eat my breakfast in a rush. I start work at three thirty, but I take forever to get ready. I sit on my couch and watch some television. Time is going by really slow. I just want to get this over with. Minutes tick by and I glance  at my phone. "Two fifty nine." Oh crap. Plus it's the beginning of rush hour. I grab my bag and I run to my car, again. Get it together Justin!

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