Luck of a Chubby Girl

Chapter 13

The next day was a busy one. If I ever doubted how much the Unusual7 crew worked, which I didn't, the next few days would wipe away any of those hypothetic doubts. It was a chaotic time for the team, especially for the boys. They were still working on their new upcoming album and the dead line was creeping closer and closer. They were still learning their new choreographies for more than half of the songs. They had a bunch of photo shoots scheduled for the album art.

My work load wasn't a joke either. Being away for almost a month meant I had a ton of news articles, new videos and new interviews I had to translate. They had done quite a bit of press, so a lot of the time I spent adding subtitles to the videos chosen to feature in the official Unusal7 website. Some of the interviews were more than an hour long, which meant I spent a lot of the time in my designated room, sitting in front of a computer.

And because it was so important to appeal to the maximum number of peoples in times like this, I took it upon myself to take some of the work home with me after the end of the day so I would speed things up a bit. So every day, until around eight o'clock, I would seat on my living room with my computer on top of the coffee table and a bunch of my notes surrounding it.

I was surprised when, not even ten minutes after I had arranged myself in front of the computer on the comfort of my home, the doorbell rang. I wasn't expecting anyone. I answered the door and was surprised when it was Aiden on the other side, already changed into a comfy dark green jumper and some black loose trousers. Just less than an hour ago I had seen him in the practice room in training closes, sweating after a long time of dance practice.

- Aiden! What brings you here? – I asked, both surprised and confused.

- I brought some stuff that I and the guys chose for today, since I finished my work earlier than them – he answered smiling and lifting up a bag I didn't see he was carrying. Noticing my confused look, he tried to remind me. – For later at seven? The TV show?

A bulb lighted on my head.

- Oh! Right, it's Friday already. – I subconsciously bit my bottom lip and looked behind me, to the enormous mess surrounding my computer. I had planned to dive into a lot of work today so that my weekend could be more casual, but I forgot I had told the guys to come over this Friday.

- Is there a problem? We can always cancel if it's a bad time... - started Aiden, detecting my hesitation.

- No, no! – I exclaimed. I was actually very happy to have the boys around again, I missed them. – I want to see what TV show you guys are so excited about. I just forgot and already started working on something, but I'll finish it tomorrow or something.

- Is it work about us? I would be happy to help. – he offered candidly and I giggled a bit.

- Thank you, but unless you have experience in the translating field, I don't think you can help. – I stated calmly as a fact, but Aiden interpreted it differently.

- Is that a challenge? – a light was glowing in his green eyes. – I have you know that I actually had high grades in French and Spanish.

He was smiling in a very playful and teasing way. I decided to play along.

- Is that so? Why didn't you tell me sooner? My prayers have been answered! – I couldn't help the laugh that came out by the end of my sarcastic tone.

- But of course! You won't even need the degree of yours with me around! – he exclaimed adopting my sarcastic tone and making me laugh with his sudden straight posture and wave of a hand to discard my bachelor's degree.