Jonah Marais is the boss

16 - Beaux's POV

We have another stupid meeting. I don't want to see Jonah. He's such a self centred ass. I put some concealer on so the redness around my eyes don't look so visible. I plait my hair in French braids and put on black dungarees and a white WDW T-shirt with my converse. I go downstairs and into the meeting room. I sit next to Hope who takes hold of my hand and squeezes it.  "We get to hang out with Rosie again today." I roll my eyes which makes Hope laugh. I look across me and see all the guys but Jonah looking at me. "I'm hot. I know. You don't have to stare."
"Christina is better. No offense."
"And Gabbie. Sorry Beaux."
I laugh, "yeah, I definitely agree with you guys." This gets them all laughing. I look to see where Wannabe Mrs Marais is and find her next to the one and only. She seems to be rambling on about something but Jonah doesn't seem to be paying proper attention. Randy (whose an asshole irl) gets up at the front and those who aren't seated yet take their seats. He tells us that the tour starts in a month. I write down as many notes as I can. "Do you think you two can handle being on the road with the guys?" I nod my head and make eye contact with Jonah for a second before looking down at my notebook. "As long as none of you snore, we're all good" Hope says, looking directly at Jack. "I don't snore" he replies, sounding offended. The room fills with everyone's laughter.

Rosie tells me and Hope to stay behind. We listen to her again as she talks about nothing but herself.
Hope: "I don't suppose you could be more professional?"
Rosie: "Professional? What's that supposed to mean?"
Hope: "We're supposed to be talking about the guys and their needs for their tour, not about you and your patheticness."
Rosie: "That's not a word."
Hope: "Do I care?"
Me: "Hope. There's no point wasting your energy on someone like her. I think we should just call it a day and go back into the house."
Rosie: "Do as your mother says Hope. Be a good girl now."
Hope: "Why you little bi-"
Me: "HOPE!"
Rosie: "I'm professional. At least I didn't sleep with the boss."
Me: "At least I did. You on the other hand, never will."

I grab Hope's arm and drag her out of the room. "Since when did you stand up for yourself?" She rubs at where I had grabbed her arm. I look at her apologetically. "Since people think they can just use me." Hope hugs me. "I'm sorry." I laugh into her shoulder. She pulls away from me and looks at me confused.
"I mean you weren't the one who slept with me and then told me  you were my boss."
"Sorry hun. I'd rather sleep with Rosie."
We both laugh and carry on laughing til we reach the kitchen where Daniel and Jack are arguing about the different brands of apple juice. "I didn't realise you loved apple juice as much as Daniel does." Jack looks at me, slightly stressed out. "I don't. Daniel said I got the wrong brand and they don't taste the same."
"That's because they're different brands Jack. If you got the same brand, it would've been okay, but you didn't."
Hope takes a seat next to me as the argument begins again. "I swear down if world war 3 happens, it's because these two and apple juice" Hope whispers to me which makes me chuckle.