Thursday
Tyler didn't speak to me at all.
If he needed help, he'd ask Maribel. And if she wasn't there, Emily would take over. Even she'd insist on me helping, but he'd shake his head no.
It was like I no longer existed.
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Friday
I got ready for the Holiday party at the office tonight. Brent said he'd pick me up.
I told him to dress casual, but still look a little put together.
I knew I had to look good. I also knew Bella would be there. I had to stand out.
I had a fitted, strapless emerald green dress Aaliyah had gifted me, along with some nude heels I rarely wore.
I did my makeup as I usually did, except I added darker eye makeup and a red lip.
I let my locs down and applied some extra jewelry.
A few spritz of perfume and soon, Brent was outside.
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"I can't get over how fucking good you look," he smiled, looking over at me as he drove.
I chuckled, reminding him of how good he looked, too.
Brent cleaned up well; he had on a sweater with some trousers, and of course his sneakers. I could never get him to put on fancy shoes.
"Is there anything I need to know before we go in?" He asked as we reaching the parking lot.
"Nope. It's nothing serious," I chuckled.
We made our way inside, my stomach filling up with butterflies.
As soon as the elevator opened, my eyes widened at how many people were there.
"Oh shit."
"Thought you said it was something small." Brent chuckled.
"Yeah, I thought that too."
We walked in, soon being greeted by Emily.
"Nia! you made it!" She smiled widely. "This is Jake, my husband."
He was a tall blonde guy, reminded me of a surfer-type.
"Hey. Nice meeting you. First timers huh?" He shook our hands.
"Yeah, first time at this christmas thing. I didn't think It'd be this many people," I looked over at Emily.
"Everyone in the office brings a plus one so yeah, It gets a little stuffy," Emily looked at me before turning her attention over to Brent. "Speaking of plus ones...who's this?"
"Oh! Brent, Emily. We've been friends for a while."
"Friends?" Emily lifted a brow jokingly.
"Uh, something like that..." Brent looked over.
I nudged him.
"You look familiar by the way. I feel like I know you from somewhere?" Emily kept her eye at him.
Before he could reply, a loud "BRENT!" was heard from the opposite side.
It was Bella.
She came over with a wine glass in her hand, hugging Brent.
"Oh my god! What the fuck are you doing here!?" She asked him.
We all looked surprised; I was way shocked.
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The Intern: Tyler, The Creator
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Nia Brown is back from therapy after her father had forced her to get help for her obsessive compulsive disorder. With her dad's connects, she is soon hired as an intern for a well known advertising company. With no plan B, she's forced...
