3~ When The Kettle Tumbles

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Bayley's POV

*Insert Alarm Noise Here*

I pull my pillow on top of my head but it fails in muffling the alarm.

"God I hate working." I huff as I turn my alarm off and get out of bed.

I get ready for work, showering and doing my morning routine and soon finishing. I make my way to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee.

I grab my laptop and take a seat at the table.

If my assignment were to be about whatever's going on at Sasha's house I'd need to study them some more.

God I sound like a creep.

Is this even legal?

I mean..technically it's my job..

"Nope, no I can't. This is weird." I say

"Annnd I'm talking to myself, cool." I say with a small chuckle.

I grab my phone and call the one person I can always talk to and be open with.

"Bails!" Carmella yells as she answers the FaceTime call.

"Hey Mella." I say with a smile, happy to see the girl I miss most.

"Hey Mella." She mocks, "Bitch I miss you!" She says and I giggle.

"Miss you too." I sigh and her head tilts to the side.

"Bay what's wrong? I'm sensing some stressed vibes." She says

"What, no I'm good." I say and she nods.

"Okay just checking." She says

"How are the people there?" She asks and I shrug in response.

"They're okay." I say

"Anyone peaking your interest?" She asks

"Um, no not really." I say although a certain person did kind of come to mind.

"Not really? That's not a hundred percent no, who is it! Spill!" She says and I laugh and shake my head.

"It's nothing Mella." I say

"Bayley has a crush ohh!" She says, chanting it and I groan and blush heavily.

"No! Your crazy." I say and she finally stops.

"But you love me." She says

"Sadly." I answer making her gasp.

"Asshole." She mutters and I smile.

"Who? You? Yeah I already know." I say and she laughs.

"I wish we could talk forever but I gotta go Bails." She says making me frown.

"Okay, love you asshole, bye." I say and she makes a face but I hang up before she could talk.

As I grab my keys and get ready to leave, my phone rings and I look at the unknown number in confusion.

From: Unknown
Bayley, I forgot to inform you but you can work from home today.

To: Unknown
Sorry but who's this?

From: Unknown
Oh sorry it's Mr. McMahon!

To: Unknown
Oh okay, really?

My phone begins to ring and it's from the unknown number.

"Bayley?" Mr. McMahons voice asks through the phone.

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