ya sequel!

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and sorry if it's short; its only a beginning. I uploaded another chapter to start you off as well.

two chapters. lucky children, you are

Okay...

im proud of the plot, actually. I think it's different than most sequels about holes on here haha.

ok enough of my blabbing. enjoy

I sat, pursing my lips, staring at the foreign language in front of me. Well, it was English, but like I could actually tell. All these words were complicated and at least four syllables long. Why, oh why did I have to get a job at an office?

I really didn't know shit about what the office's job was. All I knew was that I had to files these papers, according to my boss, Emma, by wording choice, portfolio status and configuration.

What the hell is configuration!?

Oh screw Emma. These suckers are going in alphabetically!

I looked at the file in my hands. They all were labeled with names, I assumed the employees'. I read 'Charlie Williams'.

Heh heh heh. His fate was in my hands.

Well, not really. But it was nice to pretend, right? I sighed. Pretending was for nine year olds, not for nineteen year olds.

I heard the door open. I looked up to see Squid, leaning on the door frame. And here I was, sprawled on my butt with my legs in a V shape and the thick stack of files between them. The file cabinet was in front of me, its mouth gaping.

"Hey, Hex," he said.

I groaned. "Alan..."

"Oops. I forgot. Not at work." He grinned.

"That's right, Squid," It was so weird calling him that. I hadn't for so long.

He rolled his eyes. "I don't care if you call me that. Everyone else still does. Well, everyone from camp does anyway,"

I eyed him. "You actually keep in touch with those guys?" I remembered the promise we made when I left: "We all keep in touch, no matter what." But that only lasted a few months. We all drifted apart, getting jobs, lovers, apartments... we just forgot. It made me sad, but hey, I wasn't really doing anything about it. I couldn't complain

"Well...no. But I knew they would if they were here," he defended.

"Sure." I shook my head and picked up the next file. 'Anna Mary Smith'. To the A's, my friend. I opened the first drawer and stuck her in.

"What is this office for, anyway?" he asked.

"I have no clue. All I know is to file these," I grabbed Bob Miller from the pile and looked for the little 'B' tab.

Squid laughed and sat beside me, grabbing one of the files an opening it. I snatched it from him.

"Those are private!" I shook my head and filed the one I held.

"Ah, I almost forgot why I was here." He leaned back on his hands. "Caveman called."

I snapped my head up. "He did?"

"Yeah, he's—"

Again, the door opened. I looked up to see my boss's secretary, Shelly, standing there with her wild mess of curls and smacking gum as she talked.

"Yo, Alex, Emma wants to talk—"She looked up and saw Squid sitting there. She smiled wryly, looking him up and down. That smile reminded me of X-Ray. I sighed, my heart aching a little. I sure missed those guys.

"Well, hello," she said, stepping closer. "Are you're feet tired, 'because you've been running through my mind all day,"

I smirked. "Still getting your pickup lines from key chains, I see,"

Shelly sneered and looked back at Squid. "What's your name?"

Squid looked at me so Shelly couldn't see and mouthed "Alan or Squid?"

I grinned. "Squid," I mouthed back. He nodded and looked up at Shelly.

"Squid,"

She made a face. "Really?"

He nodded. "Yeah,"

I tried my best to keep from snickering. Shelly was so gullible.

She sighed and grinned seductively. "What's in a name?"

I narrowed my eyes, thought I knew Squid would never leave me for that. "He's my boyfriend, Shelly,"

Shelly rolled her eyes, blew a bubble and left, not finishing her sentence about why she was there in the first place. I sighed and looked at Squid, crossing my eyes. He laughed.

"Interesting girl," He curled his lip in disgust.

I laughed. "I know, right? So what about Stanley?"

"He's having a party. Well more of a reunion, I think," He shrugged. I thought about that.

"Is all of D-Tent going to be there?" I asked, excitement bubbling inside of me. Questions raced through my mind. What had they been up to? Who's dating who? What's been going on? I wondered what they all looked like and felt a pang of fear arch up my spine. What if everything's changed?

"He invited them all."

"They better come," I growled as I grabbed another file and filed it.

Squid laughed. "I hope so too. I haven't seen those guys for, like, three years!"

I sighed, longing in my chest. Three years was a long time.

"Oh, by the way," Squid said hastily, seeing the expression on my face and changing the subject. "I brought you coffee."

My eyes widened when he reached over and handed me the beverage. I hadn't noticed he was holding it, but I was thoroughly grateful nonetheless. I grabbed it and took a big sip, loving the scalding in my mouth and throat.

"Ah..." I sighed, content.

Squid smiled and leaned in to kiss my cheek. "Well, I gotta run. I'm supposed to be at work in fifteen minutes."

I made a face. "You have time."

He grinned at me. "Not really. Work's twenty minutes away."

And then he was gone, and I was left alone to do my filing. I sighed, and flopped back onto the carpet. I stared at the ceiling, until I remember Shelly's message that Emma wanted to see me. I jumped up and dashed to Emma's office.

I knocked on the thick wooden door, waiting nervously for her to answer. "Come in," she boomed. I opened the door, peered in to see her gazing out of her large, picture window with a view of all of Austin, and then I stepped in.

"Alex." She stated my name and slowly turned to look at me. Emma was a plump, but pretty, woman with eyes the shape and color of almonds. I fidgeted under her piercing gaze and stared at my thumbnail, which was much more interesting then I would've guessed.

"You're slacking."

I furrowed my brow. My thumbnail was really dirty. I made a note to clean it later.

"Shelly reports that you're not doing a personal effort."

My thumbnail has a very nice shape, I noted.

"We've talked about this before."

It kind of looked like an apple.

"Alex," she sighed. "I've given you warnings."

I wonder if I painted it red if it would look good enough to eat.

"I said this would be your last chance."

However, it looked noticeably bigger than my other thumbnail.

"I can't have you messing up anymore filings. The employees are getting confused."

I glanced at my other thumbnail. Indeed, it was smaller.

"I'm going to have to fire you."

I wondered if there's a surgery to get thumbnail-size reduction.

"I'm sorry."

Oh well. It's not like it's noticeable. I thought.

"Your check's in the mail. I'll have Shelly pack your things."

My thumbnail could be a model, but I'd have to clean it first, of course.

"You're excused now."

I looked up when she said that and smiled. I got up and quickly rushed out the door, glad that was over without anything majorly bad happening.

Plopping myself in front of the file cabinet, I sighed. I couldn't wait for Stanley's party. It was going to be so much fun, seeing everyone again. I smiled and looked down at my files, scattered in front of me. Even a long day of work couldn't get my spirits down.

I continued sorting the files, thinking about D-tent and grinning. Then, I realized that I had no idea when the party was. I rolled my eyes. Squid didn't dish the details; I made a note to myself to call him when I got home—I mean my apartment.

Suddenly, Shelly appeared at the door. I wouldn't have noticed her if I hadn't heard the tell-tale smack-smack of her gum. I glanced up at her, confused. She was holding a plastic bag full of my cubby's contents—my lunch, coat and wallet.

"Sorry," she muttered, dropping the bag in my lap.

I looked at her blankly. "About what?"

She rolled her eyes, popping her gum. "About losing your job."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "I got fired?"

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