You just got to love mondays right...

No, mondays was the worst day ever created, I wonder what god thought as he made the days of the week, was he on drugs or something..

Well, my weekend didn't begin with a good start.

First Twayne wanted me to wite this report what we were learning in the group and every ones improvements. It took me all night to finish, and just as that wasn't enough, Callie had to drop by and get her 'needs'.

''Oh, Maaark!'' He heard her sing song voice call after him, coming from the window. He didn't bother turning around, just keept writing on his report.

''Ehem.. Mark..'' She tried one more, with no response.

''Mark!'' She suddenly yelled, getting her demon face on, that's when he turned around from his computer to face her.

''Yeah.'' He answered quietly, looking a little uncomfortable at her.

''Im waiting..'' She said smirking a evil smirk at him, laying down on the bed.

''Well, I kind of, can not, do what you so badly want to do with me tonight, cause I've got to write a report to Twayne about how works going.'' He said looking at Callie to see what her reactions would be.

She looked a little shocked at first, but then put up a sweet laught, or at least it sounded like one.

''Oh, Mark, Mark, Mark... Don't you ever learn, Twayne is just a twat that gives other's stupid 'homework', I can like get it to disappear like that.'' She said while snapping her finger at the last word.

''So let me handel that work of yours, and let's get this, going...'' She said grabbing him by the shirt dragging him down to the bed with her, starting to make out with him.

''But.'' Mark said in between their make out ''You know how important this job is for me, and if I don't write that report..''

''Mark! Relax, your not going to lose you job.''

''But..'' He tried.

''Nah-ah, no but's, why don't you ask Randall to write it for you or something, he's in the living room isn't he?'' She asked him.

''Well, yeah. But he doesn't know how to write or what im even doing, he's like litteraly a moron.''

''If you don't go ill go,'' Callie tried but knew he would'nt let her.

''Fine!'' Mark said annoyed, walking out into the living room where he saw Randall sitting and watching tv.

''Hey, Randall, buddy. So how would you like to write a report that acutally should've been written by me?'' He asked looking questionable at Randall.

''Your going to bang Callie aren't you.'' Randall said, still looking at the tv.

''Agh, you know that shes going to literally kill me if I don't soo..'' Mark stupidly said.

''Yeah, just give me the notes, that's what friends are for right.''

Mark slowly gave him his computer, still thinking this was a bad idea.

''Um, yeah so you can go now.'' Randall said to him, cause of Mark standing there in like 5 minutes after.

''Heheheh, I-I will, Im leaving my work with you now, my important work..'' Mark said while slowly walking backwords to his bedroom, sounding nervous.

''Okay..'' Randall just said.

Then Mark walked into his bedroom again.

When he came in he got a crazy Callie ripping his clothes off, and dragged in bed with her on top.

''Why did you take so long!'' She asked in a despereate voice mixed with her demon one.

''I didn't, I just gave him my..'' There was no time for questions for her now, she pressed her lips against his, grabbing whatever she could find on his body.

5 minuttes later

''Hm, should I put a Q right there or a T,'' Randall sat and thought for himself, not paying attention to the sounds coming from Marks bedroom.

But then suddenly heard, ''Oh Mark, do my third hole!''

''Gad, how loud they are..'' Randall muttred to himself, getting the ear plugs he had for emergencies,and this was a emergencie..

The next day, Mark went out of his room seeing Randall sleeping on the couch.

He went into the kitchen, made his eggs, then got dressed for work.

He took the computer that was lying besides the sleeping Randall, Thanks, Marks whispered to him and went out of the apartement.

When he was at work, he went straight to Twaynes office.

''Twayne, here is my report.'' Mark said, putting down his computer in front of him.

Twayne looked a little skeptical while he was reading it, mabye I should've read it before I gave it to him, Mark thought for himself, looking a little nervous.

''Haha, cows..'' Twayne suddenly said to himself. Cows? Mark thought, what on earth do I do that are with cows.

''Well,'' Twayne started ''after reading this, it shows me that it's clearly... A good to go, very good job Mark.''

Mark just looked suprised.

''Okay here is your computer.'' Twayne said while giving it to him.

Mark looked at it and saw that it was deleted.

''You deleted it?'' He asked Twayne.

''Yeah, that's what we do here, after were finished reading reports, you didn't need it did you?''

''What, no, just wondered.'' Mark said walking out of his office.

''Hey Mark,'' He saw Callie walking by, winking at him taking out her snake tounge.

Oh man, now he would never know what he wrote, unless...

''Randall, what did you write in my report!'' Mark said sounding desperate, smacking the front door to their appatment open.

''What report?'' Randall asked him.

''What, are you telling me you don't know what im talking about?''

''Well, I remember you gave me your computer, then I don't remember anymore.''

''Did you drink?'' Mark asked him, knowing that was the situation.

''Wha, no.. Okay, fine I did, how come, did it suck.'' Randall asked.

''No, actually, it was more of a hit.'' Mark said smiling at Randall ''Maybe I should get you to write my reports more often.''

So, the person you thought wouldn't go throught with it, did it, and it became the report of the week, still not knowing what it was about.. But times go by, and new stuff from the boss comes.

So yeah, not the worst monday in the history..

AN:

So when i wrote this the first time, it was night and I was tierd, and when I was going to copy this I deleted it... Yeah smart move..

But today, I just had to finish and remember what i wrote, cause I wanted it to get out.

So basicly im taking everyday of the week to make a story of what happens everyday.

I could use some ideas from you who reads this to, I don't think I will come up with everything alone.. hehe..