Part 7

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I woke up having to really pee.

I, per usual, went to get up, with my eyes closed. But found myself completely wrapped up in someone.

I open my eyes in confusion, wondering who the hell was in my bed with me.

I open them to see a boy. One with pale skin and caramel brown hair.

Rhys.

I reach up, running my finger tip across his jaw-line. Just so cute. His snoring, although annoying, totally added cuteness.

He was the exact opposite of Jack.

Rhys was soft and awkward. With his looks being different too, softer features, taller, skinnier, and less muscly. He was just cute.

While on the other hand, Jack was hot. Jack was overly sexy, on the inside and out.

He was rough and dominant. Darker, sharper features, and much more muscly. At least from what I can tell with him being a hologram.

Rhys' eyes flickered open, blushing as he realized I was touching him.

"Good morning." He whispered.

"Good morning." I say, sitting up. He grabs my arm,

"Lay here? Just a little longer."

"I'll come back. I gotta pee." I giggle.

He let go of my grip, blushing once more. I stood, making my way to what Rhys told me was the bathroom.

I quickly used the toilet, and began looking for any extra toothbrush or something. Sadly, there was none, so left the bathroom.

When I got out, Rhys was sitting at his desk, already at work.

"Hey. I'm going to go back to my room and clean up a bit. Then, I'll be right back to help work and stuff."

He nodded, keeping his head toward his computer. Weird.

I leave, trying to look as normal as possible with my messy hair and smudged makeup. I finally reach my room, thankfully not confronted by anyone.

I immediately hop into the shower, getting out as fast as I could.

I, like I do every-day, wore my 'lowest Hyperion class' dress, and heels. Putting on a little makeup and straightening my hair, I ran back.

When I reached his room, his eyes were glued to the computer screen, like how I left.

"Hey. How's it going?" I ask.

"Good." He mumbles, continuously typing.

"Getting closer?"

He mumbled another 'yeah'. I wanna ask him what's wrong but I just want him to hurry, so I don't bother.

I sit down on his couch, leaning back. Jack hadn't showed up in a while, odd.

"Hiya, cupcake!" Jack appeared, right in my line of sight. Speak of the devil..

"Hey."

"Huh?" Rhys hollered back to me.

"Not you!" I yell back.

"Ask Jack if he can fucking help! This systems security and layout is fucking crazy!"

I turn towards him, raising an eyebrow, "Can you help?"

"Actually, probably. I've spent my time locked away to think. Anddddddd, drum roll please.. I remembered something!"

"Okay? Which is?"

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