Forever, Mitchell - Episode 4

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°Give two hunting dogs a piece of meat... Seat back and  watch who's alpha.°

 

I knew I shouldn't have let my emotions get the better of me, I know I should have walked away. 

Damn. 

If only I could turn back time. 

It's been 3 days since I started working in Knoxville - Yes, Knoxville - and it's been hell. 

The other girls have made it their life mission to sabotage my job, at this rate I would be fired faster than I can say bolalala.

I scrub again at the window, I don't even know why we have to clean everything up, it's as clean as clean as can be

Since I've been here not once have I seen any of my employers. 

Apparently they don't relate with the staff, they let madam K know what to do and madam K passes the information to us. 

Truthfully I don't care, I just want to work and at the end of the day take home my fat paycheck. 

I almost giggle in glee, I will be making the last payments on Gina's heart device and then I will be free! 

I will get us both a house, an apartment rather, we will meet guys, and leave like two normal young adults. 

I grin like a loon, my thoughts motivating me to wipe harder at the glass. 

My eyes are unfocused so it's not a surprise that I didn't see the flour coming for my head from above. 

I squeak when it pours on my plain blue and black uniform, I wipe at my eyes to see Katie waving at me. 

Wow, do people still engage in such childish games? When was  the last time I flour bombed someone? 

I can't remember, the horror! 

Well, I'm glad they didn't decide to throw eggs at me. 

I didn't get to finish that thought when a wet splat hits my hair, my sweet wavy hair is being bombed with eggs! 

I growl, legit stamping my feet in anger. 

Pearl giggles and I give her the middle finger, she looks scared as they both slink back from the window. 

"Are you going to let them do that?" 

A male voice asks from behind me and its one unlucky bugger because I light into him. 

"And you are talking to me why?" I ask, wiping at my sleeve with the wet rag. 

"Woah, don't look at me with those eyes" 

He says, lifting his hands in surrender. 

"Well, leave me alone if you don't want to be burnt by my eyes" 

He frowns. 

"You don't know who I am do you?" 

"Is it really compulsory? Except you've been sent by God to give me 50 million dollars I don't want to know who you are" 

"I can give you fifty million dollars" He says easily. 

I look at him with a severe eye. 

"Is this a new form of flirting? It's not working" 

"You think I'm flirting with you?" 

I almost growl. 

"Aren't you?" 

"Why ever should I?" His words makes me pause. 

Well you see back in the day I was one of the hot ones, with my long legs and gorgeous hair, I have hips to die for and my b*obs are something poets should write about. 

I know I might look a little worse for wear but I'm not that bad, I still turn heads when I walk down the street. 

"Look here kiddo, leave me alone so I can go wash this goo off my self" 

"Kiddo? I'm older than you, and let's not forget I'm going to give you 50 million dollars" 

"If you have a million dollars I promise to call you daddy" I say, walking past him before stopping and turning when he speaks. 

"That's a deal, you can't go back on it" He says and I smile prettily before nodding. 

"Deal, I might even stop calling you kiddo" I say and as I move away I hear his voice shouting after me. 

"I'm still older than you!" 

Well, what ever, he can't be more than 3 years older than I am, I'm 22 almost 23 thank you very much, 3 years is not something I acknowledge. 

I'm sure he's just one of the guards, although he looked too handsome for his own good. 

I walk in the direction of the staff bathrooms, my mind already plotting my revenge. 

Ohh, Katie and pearl are so going down. 

I enter a stall and strip down, stepping under the spray of the warm shower after throwing my slacks and sleeve in the washer. 

Katie and Pearl should have thought of something better, this prank was seriously too lame, I mean, I can get a bath here and wash my clothes in 5 minutes and dry them in 3,who doesn't think that far when planning a prank. 

Except... Except their plans was actually to get my clothes. 

Sh*t! 

I hurriedly was wash the shampoo from my hair, wrapping a towel around my torso and running out. 

I open the washer and my clothes! My clothes are gone! 

Well, this is mighty inconvenient. 

I look around the bathroom and there's nothing except the towel, I very well can't walk out of here with a towel! 

What to do? What to do! 

I look around. 

Well, I girl must do what a girl must do. 

I tighten my hold on the towel before exiting, why? Why? Why did the locker room have to be far from the bathroom? 

I come to a halt to see Mr

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. 50 million dollars standing there. 

"Well, fancy seeing you here" He says. 

"If you make any sudden movement I'm going to shout r*pe" 

"Settle down, I just brought you a change of clothes, I knew yours was gonna go missing" He says before pulling closer to whisper. 

"You see there's a way with pranks, you have to be well versed in the mechanics of them" 

"OK guru, why don't you teach me this when I'm fully clothed? You freaky pervert" 

He places a hand on his chest. 

"First kiddo and now pervert? What did I do to deserve these great compliments?" He says with thick sarcasm and I roll my eyes. Smart-ass. 

"Clothes, kiddo" 

He places them on my hands and he smiles, I get the full effect of his looks, dimples and all. Sh*t, he's fine. 

I turn around without a thank you and enter the bathroom. 

I dry myself before wearing the clothes, it's green and a hood, it hits my thighs, I put on the shorts and it's obvious it's his. 

I'm swimming in them. 

He must be one of the live in guards, I'm grateful for the wardrobe change. 

All I have to do now is find a way to shove it at Katie and Pearl. 

And trust me, I will, I can hold a mean grudge. 

They want to know who's alpha? They can seat back and watch. 

 

AN

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Read " The Homecoming " by the same author ( Bebe Ernest )