Chapter 7

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"James! You didn't come with me to create a mess! either stop touching things or get!" I shouted.

My shift started at 8:30,it was 1 pm Now and James had been messing with the coffee machine and had been annoying me constantly.

What was thinking?!

"That sounds so wrong babe" he smirked.

"Okay you know what, get out" I said, giving up.

"Jesus okay sorry" He said as he took a seat.

I gave him a death glare and got back to work.

I was cleaning the counter when James interrupted.

"Hey junie" He whispered, nudging my shoulder.

"What did you just call me?!" I asked, with a killer expression on my face.

"Why did the one handed chicken cross the road?" He asked.

Okay I'm seriously starting to doubt he's normal.

"Not interested" I said.

"you don't know the answer" he smirked.

"I'm not stupid like you.Chickens don't have hands. Oh and next time, try asking a riddle." I huffed.

"Witchcraft!! you did not just get the answer" He fake gasped.

"Its called common sense" I stated.

"I know"

"shocking"

He scoffed and walked away. I got back to being peaceful and cleaned the tables.

"smart is sexy you know" he whispered.

Okay I'm going to blow up now.

I quickly walked towards him and stopped in front of his face.

"James this is the last time I'm telling you :Don't.Mess.With.Me. I'm told you I have enough shit to deal with and I don't need you. Go find someone else" I said, trying to keep calm.

"alright yeah my fault. Sorry." He apologized.

"Thankfully you have enough common sense to figure that out" I muttered.

I don't do fun and games, I don't do jokes or riddles, I just like to stay the way I am. I am fine with all these regrets.

I looked over at James, and he sat there, with his elbow on the table and his head resting on his palm,  smiling and staring at me.

"What?"

"Oh nothing"

"Tell me"

"You mutter when you think, its so cute"

Oh no. I muttered whatever I thought? great just great.

"Whatever" I said and got back to work.

It was finally 8 pm and my shift had got over. Finally I get rid of HIM.

"You can go home now" I told James.

"Can't I come with you again?" he asked with a pleading expression.

"What are you, obsessed with me?!" I shouted out of pure annoyance.

"Is that a problem?" He asked with a innocent look.

"I told you I'm nothing special!!"

"I beg to differ"

Giving up, I took my purse and umbrella and left.

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