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Tennis Center

Workplace

Friday: 8:45 A.M.

My legs and arms ached like hell as I trudged to work the next morning. It was the last work day of this week. Last night, I had taken the longest shower of my life. I went into the locker room and dumped all my things into my locker except for my cell phone. I didn't care what Sharon had said about no cell phones. I was still going to use it no matter what. Sharon would just have to deal with it. I had gotten here fifteen minutes early so I decided to go practice a few balls. I grabbed my racket and headed outside into the bright sun. I picked up a ball and tried to serve it the same way Kyle had yesterday. I served and the ball went over the fence. Whoops, so much for serving it the same way as Kyle. Maybe I was a little rusty. I grabbed another ball and served again. This time, the ball went in but it was super slow and weak. I groaned and gave up. I set my racket down and went to collect the balls. I looked at my watch. It was 8:55 P.M. Only five more minutes until the bitch came. I sighed and slumped against the bench. Then I heard footsteps quickly approaching. Oh great, she was here early.

"Get up!" Sharon snapped, "Stop being lazy!"

What the hell? I didn't even do anything yet and she was already accusing me of doing things! That lady has got some serious problems. I stood up and glared at her. "What? You're the lazy one!" I retorted. It was only like 9 and there were already problems going on.

"Take that back!" Sharon ordered, sounding like a twelve year old. "For saying that, you have to run ten extra laps!"

I gasped, was she freaking serious? I don't even think the world's best athlete could even run fifteen laps in a row. She couldn't do this to me. I was so going to talk to her manager and Kyle. She was worst person I have ever met. I tried to get out running ten extra laps. "Why? You're the one who started all of this!"

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Sharon's face turned livid. "You want to keep arguing with me? Another ten laps!"

Ok, I was seriously getting pissed. Sharon had no right whatsoever to do this to me or anyone else for that matter. "No," I shouted, "I don't have to if I don't want to!" I was sounding like a baby but I didn't care. I seriously hated Sharon now. I wish she was fired. Hmm, maybe I could get fired.

"Do you want to get fired?" Sharon asked, getting right in my face. "Because I can fire you instantly. Just like that." She snapped her fingers.

"Oh yeah? Go ahead!" I yelled, "But Kyle will get me back just like that!" I snapped my fingers, mocking Sharon.

Sharon opened and closed her mouth like a fish.

"Yeah, that's right," I smirked, "and have you ever heard of the name, Rivera? As in the Mr. Rivera, the best lawyer in the whole country? Yeah, that's right, don't mess with me or else you'll be fired faster than you can say 'Don't fire me! I'm best friends with Mr. Rivera's daughter.'" I paused to see how Sharon was reacting to this. "Got it?"

Sharon nodded dumbly, stunned that a teenager was overpowering her.

"Good, then I'll be nice to you as long as you're nice to me." I said, I was actually kind of surprised that Sharon had agreed instead of laughing it off or something. "Forget about those extra twenty laps, I'll only do the usual five." And with that, I turned around and started jogging around the court.

After the five laps, I sat down on the bench, catching my breath. I had gotten a bit more used to all the running, but I was still pretty tired. It would probably take a while for me to get totally used to all the running. 'What do I do now?"

"Time for suicides," Sharon said, "three laps."

Three laps only? I brightened up immediately. Yesterday, she made me do a lot more. The whole Mr. Rivera thing was taking effect on Sharon quicker than I thought it would. I smiled at Sharon; she had no idea who she was dealing with.

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"Kristen!" Someone behind me called my name as I entered the cafeteria. I turned around and saw that it was Kyle. I smiled, "Hey, Kyle,"

"Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to come eat with me and some of my friends." Kyle invited me.

"Really? Of course, I would love to." I said, "But first let me get my lunch."

He laughed, "Oh, you don't need to, there's better food that you can get. Come on, they're waiting."

They're waiting? Oh right, his friends were waiting for us. "Ok,"

"So, how has this whole week been?" Kyle asked, while we were walking.

"Great," I answered, I didn't want to tell him what I had done though. "Sharon has been so much nicer to me for some reason."

"Cool, that's great," Kyle said, as we entered into a lunch room. Except there was no line, plastic tables and chairs, and it wasn't loud or crowded.

"We're sitting over there," Kyle said, pointing to a corner of the room. "pizza is today's lunch."

I nodded, "Cool," I walked over and sat down at the table. I looked at Kyle's group of friends who were all very hawt.

"You guys, this is Kristen Gregory, she's my assistant" Kyle introduced, "and my friend."

I smiled and waved at them, "Hey, it's nice to meet you guys."

The guys all nodded their hellos and went back to eating.

"I'll be right back," Kyle said, as he left to get the pizza.

I discreetly took out my phone and texted my friends.

KristenG: hey, guess wat? I'm with kyle and his hot friends

MassieB: omg, really?

DylanM: lucky, I wanna be there

ClaireL: send pics of the other guys

AliciaR: yea, I wanna see

KristenG: uhh, ok, if I can tho. hold on

I aimed my camera at the first guy who had blonde wavy hair and striking green eyes. Click! He looked up and looked around. Whoops, I forgot to turn off the sound. After that, I aimed the camera at the guy with brown curly hair and amber eyes. Finally, I took a picture of the dude with blonde spiky hair and clear blue eyes. Then I quickly sent the pictures to my friends.

KristenG: kk, I just sent the pics

DylanM: omg, the blonde spiky one is ah-dorable!

MassieB: the blonde wavy one is hawt!

AliciaR: j'dore the curly haired brunette!

ClaireL: meh, they're all good

KristenG: lol, that's cuz u have cam already

ClaireL: ha ha, true :)

MassieB: so? I have Derrington

DylanM: I don't have any1

KristenG: g2g, kyle's coming bak now, bye

"Here you go," Kyle said, handing me two slices of pizza and he sat down next to me with three slices of pizza for himself.

"Thanks," I said, biting into my first slice. Ow, it was very very hot. I put my slice down and waited for it to cool down. I looked over at Kyle; he was already onto his second slice. I picked up my slice and took a bit. Much better, it wasn't scalding hot anymore. Ten minutes later, everyone was done eating and we were just talking about random things. I looked down at my watch. It was 1:26 P.M. "I better go, it's almost the end of lunch." I said, "I better get back before Sharon does, otherwise she'll get pissed."

Kyle nodded as if he understood. "Ok, then I'll see you tomorrow here at the same time?"

I hesitated, I didn't want to forget about my two other friends that I had made at the cafeteria. "Can I bring my two friends?"

Kyle nodded, "Sure, it'll give some more company Mike, David, and Luke."

I laughed, "Who is who?"

Kyle pointed to the blonde spiky dude, "That's Luke, the brunette is Mike, and the other blonde is David."

I nodded, "Ok, cool, then I'll see you guys tomorrow." I waved goodbye to them and I jogged back to the court.

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Sharon was making me carry a tennis bag filled with rackets, balls, and other heavy stuff, running back and forth. She told me that it would help me when it came to the real thing. She said that all tennis pros want their stuff quick and that they didn't have a lot of patience. I snorted, Sounds like you're talking about yourself-minus the tennis pro part. After twenty minutes of useless running and carrying stuff, it was time to switch to something else.But before I could start picking up the balls, Kyle appeared.

"Kyle, what are you doing here?" Sharon asked, smiling at him.

I was just about to ask him that question. I started picking up the balls on the other side of the court.

"I just came here to see what you guys were doing." Kyle said,

"Oh, don't waste your time here." Sharon said, "We're just doing regular training stuff."

Kyle laughed and walked over to me anyway. "Need any help with that?"

I smiled, "Hey, that's what I'm supposed to say! But no, I'm good. I'll let you know if I do."

"Hey, that's what I'm supposed to say!" Kyle smiled,

I quickly picked up the remaining balls and walked over to get a sip of water. Kyle sat down next to me, his knee was touching my knee.

"So I was wondering what you were doing over the weekend." Kyle said, breaking the silence.

I nearly choked on my water. Was he going to ask me out or something? No, he wouldn't. After all, I'm not a tennis player like him. He probably needed extra help with some of his things or something. "Um, well, I'm going shopping with my friends tomorrow sometime in the early afternoon."

"Oh, you mean the girls that I was texting and talking with?"

I nodded, "Yeah, that would be them."

"Cool, well, do you want to have dinner me after you go shopping?" He asked,

I froze, was he serious? Did he know I like him? Is that why he was asking? "Um, well, then do you want to go shopping with me and my friends?" I asked, "But you don't have to actually buy stuff or whatever, I just mean like hang out with us." I didn't want to seem desperate or something. "Because I'm sure my friends would love to meet you!" I quickly added and then waited for his answer.

"Ok, well, how about this-if you agree to have dinner with me, then I'll go shopping with you guys." Kyle said, "How about that?"

I nodded and smiled, "Ok, cool,"

"Good, then I need your cell phone number just in case."

"Kristen, hurry up!" Sharon yelled,

"Ok, hold on, I'm almost done!" I yelled back. I gave Kyle my number and he gave me his number in exchange. Oh my God, I had Kyle's number! I had the hottest teen tennis pro player's cell phone number! "Oh wait, my friend is already going to pick me up…How are you going to get there?"

"Well, why don't I just pick you up and then when your friends come, then they can just come in my limo." Kyle suggested,

"Really? You're going to come in your limo?" I squeaked,

"Yeah, why not?" Kyle laughed, "That way we can fit everyone in."

"Ok, sure, then I'll just call my friends later to tell them the change of plans." I said,

"Yeah, give me your address."

"Oh yeah," I gave Kyle my address and he typed it into his I-phone. "Ok, cool, we're all good." He looked at Sharon who was staring to get impatient. "I better go now, I'll see you tomorrow then."

I smiled, "Ha ha, yeah, bye." I watched as Kyle walked away out of the tennis court.

"What took you so long?" Sharon demanded as soon as Kyle was gone. "You took like twenty minutes!"

"So?" I said nonchantly, "I was talking to Kyle about some plans that we had made."

"You made plans with Kyle Parker?" She scoffed, "Yeah, sure,"

"Want me to call Mr. Rivera?" I threatened, holding up my phone. "I have his number on speed dial."

Sharon shut up and just glared at me. "Ok, whatever, just practice hitting some balls."

I gladly complied. I had only two things on my mind now-shopping with Kyle and having dinner with Kyle.

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