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Title: Twists of Fate
"No Simon! You're killing me. This is unfair," Jonathan yelled at the
chief.
"No arguments Jonathan, you said you needed help so I went around and
got you the best." Simon leaned back calmly.
"I'm your best." JOnny pouted.
"You're one of my best."Simon corrected him.
"Why Taylor? That's the Smart-Alec who wanted this story from the
start."Jonny whined.
"Taylor happens to be the best and you got it, No more out of you
Jon, or I'm gonna have to rethink about your paycheck."
Jon grumbled and stormed out of his office. "Creep!"
"You're a girl!" Jonny exclaimed when he entered the room.
"No kidding."Taylor put her fist on her hip.
"Jonathan, this is Mishelle.Mishelle-Jonny." Peter introduced them.
They stood and glared at each other; their arms crossed stubbornly. "Okay
have it your way." Peter sighed."I'm glad I'm not in either of your shoes."
Peter walked to the door. "Good luck people. God knows you'll need it."
The door closed."I don't like you."Mishelle stated.
"What I feel for you ain't love either." JOnny threw a packet at her.
"Those are my notes.Read um and try and make out what I've done so far."
Mishelle picked up a manilla evelope and flung it in his face."Hey!"
He caught it before it hit his eye."Those are my notes bleach-boy. make sure
you read them and if you have trouble understanding the words use a
dictionary."Mishelle smiled sweetly and exited.
"Creep!" They chorused.
As they walked into the elevator Jonny looked at his unwilling
partner. Her brown curls were silky and her gray eyes were focused straight
ahead. SHe was thin and paler than most girls he knew, but that didn't
shadow her beauty, JOnny admitted."Stay outa my way, Jenks.This was mine to
start with."
She turned to him her gray eyes blazing.He couldn't keep his smirk
from spearding.She looked deadly when angry. It was fun making her glare,
Jonny decided.Besides, he was getting used to their bantering as if they'd
been doing it forever."Listen Quest, you better get used to me where ever
I go because, I don't divert for anyone.I'll do what I think is right.I don't
care if you don't share the sentiment."
"I work alone."Jonny gave her a seductive smile.
Mishelle flustered for a while. This man was too unpredictable. He
went from furious to dictative to flirty in exactly thirty seconds.She was
having a hard time keeping her adjectives straight.He was a challenge
alright. FIne! She thought.She liked challenges.She leaned closer until his
eyes widened."So do I, so keep your hot hungry stares to yourself."
Jonny's smile vanished as his blood boiled.He leaned away and glared.
"And what makes you think I was giving you any?"
"I saw you!"She exclaimed.
"Well, you better get your eyes checked, bright eyes.I was not giving
you the eye.If you would like to believe I do then do so with all my
blessings.Then maybe you'll have something to dream about."
Mishelle flared, but the elevatory door opened and he wlked out
leaving her trembling with rage.
To be continued........>
Mean aren't I??????
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