YELLO! CHAPTER 12 IS OFFICIALLY (Drumrollllllll) POSTED! YOU'RE WELCOME!
Tammi felt so stupid right now.
So FREAKIN' stupid.
The door was open the whole time.
The WHOLE TIME.
After Dylan reached for that door knob, turned it, and opened the office door, a whole rush of feelings and possibilities opened inside of her.
First, she felt surprised. When she first started working for "MyAlternative", she would often forget Mrs. Ratfield's rule about emailing her and would jump up from her chair and run over to the door. She would barely have a chance to turn the knob before Terrance reminded her and, with a shrug, Tammi would go back to her seat. After a while, it became natural to send an email and she forgot about the door completely, except for when she would lean against it during one of her few breaks.
Then, she felt angry. She felt that plenty of times. Every time one of the boys was getting on her nerves or there was an irate player who was trash-talking her, she felt like slamming something. She felt like slamming something so hard that A) all of the windows in the building cracked; B) the whole WORLD could hear it and feel her frustration; and C) all of her anger, her pain, her feelings would drift away. High above her head. But… she couldn't. She had gotten so use to not using the door that all she could do was yell at her screen and kick some of the wires around in a blinding rage. She couldn't just walk out the door and slam it dramatically as she stood outside and cried her eyes out.
But that really wasn't what the anger feeling was about. It was about Tammi being enraged at Mrs. Ratfield…for lying to her. For making Tammi suspect her for longer than a minute. For making all of the Doctor's accusations….seem truer than true.
To a normal human being, the thought of someone being mad at someone else about a door that wasn't even locked was just plain weird.
But to Tammi, it was more than just a locked door.
It was a gateway to all of the possibilities she could only dream about.
Which is why her next feeling… was one of desire.
Whenever she would spy on the other players with Terrance and Dylan, watching them walk around holding hands, shopping non-stop, eating ice cream, running around chasing each other, laughing and cracking up together, she thought about what she would do if she got a chance to walk among them. She could just picture herself going out with some of her "girlfriends", eating some bad Mexican food, buying a new shirt or new shoes (her Rocket Dogs were tearing from all of her kicking). Maybe even catching a movie with Terrance….
SO many possibilities swarmed in her head. Of what she could be doing. What she really SHOULD be doing.
But no.
Instead, she was stuck in the office behind a closed door.
She didn't have a say.
All she was supposed to do was answer to the people, email if there were any problems, and have a nice day.
But all of that changes….. NOW.
"Hey," Terrance said, quietly, shaking Tammi's shoulder lightly.
She snapped her head up and looked at Terrance in the eyes. Those big, brown, beautiful eyes of his. God, how good he can make her feel with that look. Like he could make all of her pain go away.
She attempted a smile but found her mouth wasn't cooperating with her and so all her face showed was the look of a lost puppy. Terrance could only give a small, somewhat silent sigh as he said, "Are you ready?"
She took another few seconds to look at him before turning to acknowledge Dylan, who stood in between the inside of the office and the hallway, holding the door open wide for all three of them.
Finally, she looked out the door.
The floor was entirely brown marble while the walls were coated in light-brown paint. There was what looked to be the edge of another office door on the right side, but it was too small to tell for sure.
Is that what the outside really looked like?
Is this what she's been missing?
Only one way to find out.
"Yes."
Her own loud voice startled her as she got up slowly, walked past the cautious Terrance, past Dylan the Doorman, and landed on the edge of the doorway. She didn't dare look left or right. She just stared forward at the light-brown wall. Dylan and Terrance were right behind her, she could feel it with every fiber and instinct in her body.
They were waiting for her call.
They were waiting for her.
Well…. Here goes.
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