And He Still Didn't Fire Me

You monster

Sitting in the silent car with this silent monster wasn't easy.

Either I fiddled with my phone, smacked my gum that became tasteless or tapped my fingers while leaning against the dashboard, scolded on all.

Like always.


I tried to turn on the music player. This dude listens to Bruno Mars? God, it's a disgrace to my idol.
I finally settled on 'Just the way you are'.

"That's my favourite!" I exclaimed with joy.

He slapped my hand away and turned it off, not even looking at me for a second.

Wow...

"So... I did my task well, right?" I finally asked, breaking the silence. He just gave me a strong, scary glare and turned his attention back to driving.

And that's when I noticed something, either he wasn't driving me home or taking a long route.

"Where are you taking me dude? Look I'm not in the mood of a romantic long drive okay? It won't impress me until I like you. Which I don't and never will. My name's Candy but I'm not one of those Barbies. Damn, I wish my name was Rocky or Ryder type, people get wrong ideas! Why did my mom like Candy so much? I know I know it's sweet and like a piece straight out of heaven but, couldn't you get creative with names, Mom? Speaking of names I don't even know your-" He cut me off from my rambling by just stopping the car.

"Get off my car." He ordered me.

Well, great.

"Wow dude, like seriously? First you act like 'Hey Karen I'm so cool I'm gonna drop this damsel in distress' but then be like 'get off my car because I'm so cool'?" I retorted.

He quickly got off the car and opened my door, leaning against it. "Come out yourself, or I'm gonna drag you out." He commanded.

I just crossed my arms and looked straight ahead like the stubborn girl I am. After a while I turned my head to see him staring at me, leaning really close.

His eyes were the brightest green, and his hair which looked like he came straight out of bed, tousled, was cool. The hot type, but I hate this guy so yeah go with the word cool.

I babble a lot.

"Listen dude I know you think you're hot and intimidating type but honestly, I'm not interested..." I said staring back at him. He leaned further close to me, " Of course you're not interested, I wonder why you're struggling to breathe..."

Shit.

He just smirked at me like an asshole he is and nodded at me, telling me to get outside.

"Either you come out, hobo, or I show you more of your weaknesses" He said leaning in till we were only an inch away.
I swallowed the lump in my throat and quietly jumped out. He just smirked at me and took my chin in his hand pressing his thumb hard, "That's like a good hobo. The name's Lucas by the way". He said while sending a wink in my direction.

"I thought it was asshole..." I whispered.

"You also thought it was Armani model..."

"Nathan is cuter." I said with a grin. He just stared at me then let go of my face , composed his 'bossy posture' while saying, "Seriously, first day of your job and you call your boss an asshole,a stupid, and straight go to his house and complain to his sister about him. What are you Candy Lockwood?" He said with an annoyed expression.

"Nathan has a cute voice, and Karen is sweet."

"Shutup Candy."

With that he just rolled his eyes and went back to the drivers seat.

"It's cold out here!" I shouted at him.

"You should have brought a coat."

"I didn't know my jerk of a boss was gonna abandon me here." I replied feeling smart.

"Jerk, another one on the list. Ever heard of something like 'Lucas'?" He asked me with an innocent face.

"Yeah, heard he's an asshole that drives a corporation and abandons his workers." I replied lamely.
He just drove away.

Wonderful.

But before he could get far, I picked up a stone and hurled it aiming for the back window.

"Damn, I'm good at shooting." I mumbled and started walking the other way. But that's when I felt a splash of something on my right side.

That bastard splashed mud on me while reversing and sped away.


And played my favourite song on full volume!
I'll see you tomorrow, Lucas Banks.


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"Oh my god Candy! What did you do?" Mom asked.

"I threw a stone at his car."

"Why?"

"Mom,He keft me in the middle of nowhere, remember?"

"Oh yeah... But he's your boss Candy! You can't throw stones on his car!"

"Mom, seriously?"

"Whatever. Get yourself cleaned up now."


I talk a lot and unnecessarily. A gene I inherited from my mother.


After taking a long and peaceful bath that just soothed my stress out, I went straight for my laptop to see another mail.

From: Nathan Banks
To: Candy Pettyfer Tatum Styles

I hope you reached back home safely, Candy. I know my brother well.

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That was sweet of him. Looks like one brother is an angel and the other one is the devil;s spawn.


From: Candy Pettyfer Tatum Styles
To: Nathan Banks

Yep I reached home safely, no thanks to your brother. I had to call my mom standing alone and cold in the middle of nowhere. Thanks for asking!

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From: Nathan Banks
To: Candy Pettyfer Tatum Styles

Oh I'm really sorry :/ He has a shitload of work, "Call of duty", so yeah. I was thinking may be we could go out for lunch tomorrow? c:

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From: Candy Pettyfer Tatum Styles
To: Nathan Banks

Work? More like Barbies to do. I call it "Call of booty". HE'S NASTY. And yeah sure!


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Mental note Candy, screw with that jerk of a boss tomorrow.


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"There, that ought to do it!" I said to myself, smirking, in my boss's office.
I tried to mess up everything in his office to piss him off. File tags replaced, papers shuffled, damn I even threw all his pens on the floor and drew on the office walls, trying to doodle his face. I broke the lever of his chair, and turned all his books upside down.

"There you go, jerk of a boss."