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Finn Pov

“That was great Finn! We’re gonna kill it!” Savannah said putting her hands on my shoulders.

I smiled at her. We were. This song was really a perfect choice to sing in Glee tomorrow. She’s brilliant.

“I can’t wait! Mr. Schue is gonna love it.” I said.

“Oh yeah, it’s gonna be the-“

“Hang on a second…” I cut her off quietly. I heard something weird now that the music is off. “Is that snoring?” I asked getting off of my bed and heading for my door to listen closer.

Savannah got up too and opened my door, fearless to find what the heck I was talking about.

“Sounds like snoring. Is Kurt here?” She asked me.

“Yeah, but Kurt doesn’t sleep during the day. Especially Sunday. Whenever I do it, he says I’m royally wasting my day.”

Savannah quirked an eyebrow and bit her bottom lip.

Wow that’s really cute.

But still, Kurt doesn’t snore like that either. What the heck?

As I was about to speak, I heard the front door open downstairs. “Kurt? Finn? Were back! We got takeout and a new movie! Come on down!”

I looked at my watch to see it was only 5:30. They’re early. And there is someone snoring in Kurt’s room that isn’t Kurt.

It has to be Blaine.

Crap!!!!

“Damn! It’s got to be Blaine in there! Kurt doesn’t snore!”

Savannah got the problem right away, and we both rushed over to Kurt’s room. I tried the door, but it was locked.

Wow! For once he actually locked it. He’s learning.

“Kurt!!!!” I called. It was a whisper shout, but hopefully he heard me. He needed to hear me if he wanted to keep his balls!

“Kurt! Seriously!! Open the door!!!!!! Your parents are home!!” Savannah yelled this time. But only loud enough for those of us upstairs to hear.

“What!?” We heard a whisper back. It sounded like Kurt, and the snoring ceased as well.

“Boys! Family night, let’s go!!!” My mom shouted this time. And I know Kurt heard her because suddenly there was a bang inside the room, and lots of shuffling.

“Coming mom!” I yelled.

Though Savannah looked a little panicked.

Double crap! She’s not supposed to be here either without parents!

“Boys! What is taking so long let’s go! The foods gonna get cold!” Burt called, and now, he was walking up the stairs.

Triple crap!

We are all screwed!

I started knocking on Kurt’s door faster now. “Bro! Let me in! Please!!!”

I sounded desperate so that he might open the door. I wasn’t exactly sure I wanted to see what was behind this door being that they were doing something to make Kurt and Blaine tired enough to sleep during the day……

Gross….

But I seriously need to get in this room!

He opened it just a crack, but I pushed it open more and pushed Savannah inside.

“What the hell Fi-“

“Your dad’s coming!” Savannah and I hissed at the same time. I barged in and Kurt shut the door.

Kurt and Blaine were both in only boxers, and I tried not to let those images get into my head because right now, there were more important things to worry about. Much more important.

Blaine was trying to locate his clothes and was getting frustrated at not being able to.

“Under the bed.” Kurt told him frantically. “Hurry!”

When I looked at Kurt, he had already put on a shirt, and he was pulling on some pajama bottoms, Blaine still digging under the bed, butt in the air.

Savannah giggled.

“This is not funny!” Kurt sniped.

Savannah glared at him. “Shut up Kurt. Blaine’s ass in the air, is a little funny.

“Kurt.” Knock knock knock.

The three raps at the door that signal eternal doom.

Were dead. We’re all dead.

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Kurt Pov

I am so freaking sick of this kitchen table.

I’m sick of it.

Every single time Blaine and I get caught doing something intimate, we end up here.

Stop walking in on us!

Of course this time it was my fault. My freaking phone alarm was set wrong, and my parents’ were early.

My dad just stood leaning against the counter, looking down at Blaine and I on the right side of the table, and Carole sat in the chair at the end of the table, staring at Finn and Savannah who sat across from us at the left side of the table.

No one had said anything yet.

“Do I even need to say it?” My dad said in a dangerously low voice.

“This is absolutely unacceptable.” Carole scolded glaring daggers at all of us. “And all of you know it. Savannah and Blaine, you’re included!”

Savannah and Blaine just looked in shame down at the table.

“The fact that either of you would be in this house while there are no adults here knowing that it is against our rules is very disrespectful, and I don’t appreciate the two of you not respecting us.”
“Sorry Mrs. Hudmel.” Blaine said with a mouses’ voice.

Savannah just nodded, a tear escaping the corner of her eye. “Me too.”

“Mom that’s not fair! Savannah didn’t even do anything!” Finn argued.

Finn, shut up! You are not helping! Let them ream us, ground us, and then we can get on with our lives! Please!

“That may be true Finn, but she knows that she is not allowed in the house when we are not here without prior permission. And the fact that you let her in, knowing that it’s against the rules, makes you equally responsible. So you did do something, and that’s unacceptable.”

Finn sighed and sat back in his seat.

Great. Since Carole is dealing with Finn and Savannah, that leaves dad to deal with me and Blaine……

Perfect.

Carole stood up, and looked down on us now. My stepmom may be the nicest lady on the planet usually, but when she is taller than Finn, she really looks pretty intimidating.

“Okay Phineas. You’re grounded. 2 more weeks.”

Finn didn’t even argue. He really had no reason to, because mom just broke out the real name. When the real names come out, there is no mercy.

“Savannah, I’ll take you home if you don’t feel up to walking.” Carole offered, and Blaine looked up from his lap for a moment to look.

“It’s okay, I can walk. I really am sorry Ms. Carole.”

Carole nodded at her, and she picked up her purse and turned to Finn. “Bye Finn.” She turned to us and waved at me, but she lingered her glance at Blaine. “What is it?”

I looked at him too, but he shook his head and waved back.

Oh, I get it. He didn’t want her to walk home. Savannah got it too because she rolled her eyes.

“I live two blocks away. I can walk home, I’ll be fine. See you tomorrow.”

She was gone after a bye to my dad, and then Burt took Carole’s spot at the table, and faced us as Carole ushered Finn out of the room. Here we go.

”So, I don’t know about you guys, but I’m sick of having this conversation.”

My eyes bulged up a little, and Blaine looked at me shocked while I looked at my dad.

“Are you guy’s being safe?”

“Yes.” I said right away at the same time that Blaine said “Well-“.

Damn him and his dapperness of needing to be honest………..

“Well what?!” And now my dad was getting angry.

Damnit Blaine…

“We both got tested a while ago sir….. And we’re clean so we…..” Blaine trailed off.

I put my head in my hands.

You’re not supposed to start admitting stuff….. He had no proof we were having sex in the house.

I peeked up a bit at my dad to see him staring at me with nothing but anger in his eyes.

Maybe a little bit of irritation.

Then I shot a look at Blaine.

You’re terrible at this!

“Okay. I’ve told you this before Kurt that once you started doing this stuff, you weren’t gonna want to stop. Do you see how I was right and why I told you to wait?!”

I only barely nodded and looked back into my lap. He is right after all. Sex is amazing. Why everyone isn’t doing it all the time is a complete mystery to me. This afternoon with Blaine was even better than the last time.  Nothing can beat our first time of course, but last night was a very close second. Being on top was incredible.

And Blaine is so tight, and sexy the way he-

“Kurt!”

Crap, I drifted off.

“What?” I asked, obviously having missed something.

“See?! You’re thinking about it right now, and I’m trying to talk to you! God Damnit I wish you would’ve listened to me!”

I sighed. He was getting more upset than he was angry now, and I felt bad.

“Dad, I’m sorry.” But that was all I could say.

My dad got up and started pacing the kitchen for a moment before Blaine spoke up.

“I’m sorry Burt. I- I didn’t mean to disrespect you or Carole’s home. I swear we haven’t- this was the only time that we-“

“Are you trying to get me grounded for my whole senior year!!?!?! Blaine please shut up!” I pleaded.

“No Kurtis, you should shut up! Because Blaine seems to be the only one actually telling the truth here, and I don’t want any lies.”

It sucked to be me right now…….

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If any couple was the ‘IT’ couple right now, it should be Finn and Savannah. It’s not completely conventional considering she is pregnant by my boyfriend, and Finn basically dated two ridiculous girls that no one really likes and they both broke his heart by cheating on him.

But their chemistry with each other might be toxic. The music just started playing, and they aren’t even singing yet, but the way they are moving around each other and looking into the others eyes says so much.

{Bold is Finn. Italic is Savannah. Underlined is them together. (: }

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There you come with your big, round eyes and I’m

so sure you got me mesmerized, So sure

I'm just about to fall for you

That you don't even try and catch me, so I.

I pick myself up, I pick myself up.

Boy, I might be falling but I think I better not.

My heart’s still mine, I’m gonna take my time but,

Don’t leave cus there’s something ‘bout me and you.

You gotta stick around,

stick around-round. Oh, You gotta hang 'round if you wanna find out if it's

Love baby, real love, love, baby we've found.

You gotta stick around.

Any other guy would fall at your feet.

Or. Think I’m crazy but they're nothing like me.

I've always been the kind to think things out. And I’m,

 kinda wondering what you're all about. So I.

I make my mind up, I make my mind up.

But boy, you gotta know that I’m not in a rush. I’m a,

 fun girl, not a dumb girl so.

Wait a minute Till I got you all figured out.

You gotta stick around,

stick around-round. Oh, you gotta hang 'round if you wanna find out if its

Love baby, real love, love baby we've found.

You gotta stick around.

Take a look,

take a breath.

Take a chance on everything I've said.

Take your heart.

And take your time.

And maybe one day you'll be MIIIIINNNNEEEEEE! Ohh,

maybe one day you'll be miiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIIIIIINNEEEEE! Oooooh. Yeah!

You gotta stick around,

stick around, round. Oh, you gotta hang round' if you wanna find out if its.

Love baby, real love, love baby we've found.

Stick around, stick around, round.

Oh, you gotta hand 'round if you wanna find out if its.

Love, baby, real love, love baby we've found.

You’ve got to stick around.

There you come with your big, brown eyes and I’m,

So sure you got me mesmerized…

Stick around.

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Standing O. Of course, Savannah usually gets a standing O.She doesn’t solo as often as she should.

They were standing across from each other, not touching each other at all. Just gazing. But something about it seemed extremely intimate. I even looked away.

“Alright guys!! What a way to kick off this week! That was awesome!” Mr. Schue aimed to high five the both of them, but they were still stuck staring at each other, Finn’s chest heaving a little, and Savannah blushing and finally turning away. She high fived Schue and Finn followed suit.

“Great guys. Take a seat.” Mr. Schue said, walking over to the board, Finn and Savannah walking to their seats, and sitting beside each other.

                                                                          Waiting,

Mr. Schue wrote. That’s this week’s lesson? The last week of glee is called Waiting? Okay……..

“The year is almost over. We won second place at Nationals, and now, all there is left to do, is wait for the summer to be over so we can compete again next year. Now second place is great! Amazing even, but, we will ALWAYS, ALWAYS, aim to go higher.”

True. That’s why I will never quit until I am lead soloist. Aim higher! Always!

“Next year, we need to work even harder, train even longer to get that first place slot. So. This week. The last week of school, the last week of Glee, we will be singing songs about--” Mr. Schue knocked on the board, “Waiting. They’ll either have waiting in the title, or be songs about patience, or waiting for something. Like ‘Stick Around by Ariana Grande. Waiting on the world to change by John Mayer, Right here tonight by Richard Marx, Waiting all my life, Rascal Flatts. Waiting for love, waiting for fame, waiting for closure. Get searching guys! I’ll see you after school.”

And then the bell rang.

Thank god! Lunch. I pulled out my phone to text Blaine.

“Hey! Slow down! I can only waddle behind you so fast.” Savannah hustled next to me toward the cafeteria, her bag bobbing at her side.

“I have a date with Blaine Savvy. Sorry, I can’t hang out.” I told her. Sending off my text to Blaine.

Hey love. Thank god for lunch. Hows school?” –Kurt

Savannah trotted along side of me rolling her eyes. “Really Kurt? Lunch time booty call? You’re up to that? Seriously?”

At my locker now, I stopped to face her. “Savannah, it’s a phone date. He’s at school too you know, and you’re not allowed to judge me! You have no idea. Once you have sex, you’ll know how great it is, and a lunch time booty call will sound amazing. Once you and Finn start having sex, you’ll understand how hard it is to be apart from each other.”

Savannah put her backpack on the ground now and laughed.

“Okay wait, you do remember that you are talking to me right? I am PREGNANT numb nuts. I HAVE had sex, and I know what it feels like.”

Oh. Right. Not only does she know what sex feels like, but she knows what sex feels like with Blaine.

Why does that hurt so much? I really wish I was his first like he was mine.

But I know I have no reason to be jealous. I have him now, and I should be happy about that. And he considers me his first time anyway because with Savannah it was a drunken rendezvous. He doesn’t really remember it, and neither does she really. Because of the babies, he refuses to call it a mistake, but honestly it was an accident. I shouldn’t be jealous of Savvy.

Except I still am a little bit. I know that Blaine only has feelings for her related to friendship and the babies, and I know that he loves me, but I still always worry for some reason. I guess I always will.

"Oh right. Sometimes I forget. But that doesn't really count. You were too drunk to know what it felt like. Believe me. Sex is nice."
Savannah just rolled her eyes as Blaine's response to my text came through.

Babe, I am missing u like crazy. But uhm, question. Am I supposed to feel u all day long? I’m so sore. But, in a good way.... does that make sense? –Blaine

I smiled. God! Why did that make me start to get hard all of the sudden.
The thought that he still feels me?

“I’ll take your word for it, but I’m not having sex with Finn. Not any time soon. Sex brings babies, and I’m already getting two of those. So no thank you.”

I chuckled at her as I texted Blaine back.

Oh? You still feel me? Good. Then I’ll be hard on your mind all day. Amongst other things…. -Kurt

I don’t know where this attitude is coming from, but Blaine just makes me feel like this lately. Sensual, romantic. Loving, Lustful.

Constantly wanting to rip his clothes off.

“So you’re bailing on our lunch date for a phone call with your boy?” She asked, and I was sure her hands were on her hips, but I was busy reading.

Kurt… you are evil to me you know that? But I just got to the quad. You can call when you’re ready. : ) –Blaine

“Yep.” I told her simply, popping the P.

She sighed. “Hey wait! Aren’t you like double grounded? I thought your dad took your phone!”

He did. This is Finn’s. Which I grabbed out of his backpack during his song with her.

Which he does not know.

“It’s Finn’s.”

She raised an eyebrow, now transferring her backpack from the floor to her locker. “Wait, does Finn know you have his phone?”

I seriously wanted to laugh, my brother is the most oblivious boy on the planet sometimes. Someone could steal his hands if they weren’t attached to his body.

“I grabbed it out of his backpack during your guys’ performance. Honestly, when you’re around, Finn doesn’t notice much more than your eyes. Good job by the way. That’s a great song and you two’s chemistry. Just. Geez. He NEVER had that with Rachel. Are you two official yet?”

Sav shut her locker and shook her head. “We’re gonna date, but I don’t think we’re going to make it official until after the babies are born. It’s too stressful you know?” She said, rubbing her belly.

Every day, I see the maturity coming out of her a little more. “That’s really mature Savannah. I’m proud of you!”

She rolled her eyes at me, but still had a little blush.

My phone buzzed again twice in a row.

I hope you call soon babe. Sebastard just texted me. I have to work late tonight, so I should get to the library and study now while I can…. : (-Blaine

This man is going to RUIN my life. –Blaine

I sighed. Mine too. Poor Blaine is so stressed out.

K babe. Sav is bugging. We were s’posed to hang, but I’m kind of bailing on her for u. but she’ll live. She’s got Finn. 2 minutes. – Kurt

“So, I should just go hang with Finn? I know that he likes to be with his guys at lunch, and I don’t like crashing. I don’t want to be like Rachel and stay in his face all day.”

And right on cue to ruin my life, Finn came rushing up to us out of breath and talking a mile a minute. “Has one of you seen my phone?”

“Kurt has it. He’s talking to Blaine.” Savannah blabbed.

I know what Savvy means, but I need to be talking to Blaine right now, and she is the key of distraction for Finn.

“Dude?” Finn asked me, putting his hand out.

“Savannah is hungry. You should feed her. She’s pregnant you know?” I offered, hoping it’d work.

Aaaaaand mission accomplished. Finn pulled her away with him to the cafeteria, asking, “What do you want for lunch Savannah?” Phone forgotten, and one Kurt Hummel, satisfied.

Before I sat down outside to call Blaine, I sent Savannah a quick text.

Remember you have that interview/meeting with the Minton’s at 4. And I know you can’t stand them, but you want to help Blaine, and this is a sure guaranteed job. –Kurt

Don’t screw it up! –Kurt

She will definitely get this job, because no one else in their right minds would EVER agree to babysit those 5 brats. The baby is 6 months old now and the mom Jan, is going back to work. They have a 1 and a half year old, and a 4 year old. But Savannah knows the other two kids. Noah because he’s Justin’s friend and their oldest daughter I think is barely younger than Savannah, and she goes to McKinley, so Savannah has probably met her. It shouldn’t be too hard a job……….

Ok, fine, so it’s probably gonna suck.

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Savannah Pov

To say that I am nervous, is an understatement. I really do not like this family. They are probably the least family like people I have ever met. They don’t eat together, their 2 and 4 year old I think have been caught out in the street in nothing but diapers so many times its ridiculous, and the parents are incredibly irresponsible.

I mean, I have no idea how to be a mom, but I do know exactly what kind of mom I WON’T be. Right now is the perfect test for my acting skills though. I have to pretend I really care to babysit these kids and that I don’t think this family is disgusting. I have been known to be a good babysitter, but not when the baby part comes in, because I’ve never babysat for babies. I’ve never been around babies at all really besides my little brother when I was 8, and that doesn’t really count so this will be completely new for me.

I know that this will be great learning experience, with their being two young babies to care for at once, but I am definitely worried that I won’t be good at it. I don’t even know anything about the kids other than Noah, and according to him, his family drives him crazy.

I know though that this is important. Blaine is going to get gray hairs before he is 20 if I don’t get a job too. I have to be getting some kind of money as well. I can’t let Blaine work his ass off and pay for EVERYTHING! That’s not fair. He is a little bit against it because his mom and dad are very traditional and think that I should be completely barefoot and pregnant and stay at home.

Good thing it’s not up to them.

I mean 6 months pregnant, I can still work for 2 months at least.

So I rang the doorbell, and the noise began.

“Who is it?” A little girl called.

 “Joshie! Move!” A man said.

“Evan put your pants back on! Now!!” A lady yelled.

“Somebody’s here!!!!” That was Noah. I laughed.

“Thank you captain obvious!” The lady, who now I am assuming is the mom, Jan said with heaps of sarcasm.

“NooooOOOOO! I Want MILK!!!”

OH god, was that the baby? He sounds so rude!

“Noah! Get off the game and do your chores!”

“No! I got 8 levels left!!” He retorted, and suddenly, the TV got a lot louder.

“Noah turn that down!”

I rang the bell a second time, because I think they may’ve forgotten that the doorbell rang.

I heard a muffled voice say something that sounded like, “Mom, someone’s at the door!”

“Who is it?!” the little girl asked again.

I don’t know why I didn’t answer. Maybe because there is something about a little girl near the front door that is really unsettling to me.

“I’m changing Evan right now! Robert can you get that please?”

“I want MILK!” A toddler grunted again.

“Gabababababababababa! Ahhhh” An earsplitting screech sounded at the end of pointless babbles.

That must be the little baby. He sounds cute. Poor thing is stuck in this mad house.

“Come on Joshie, don’t play by the door. Let’s go.” The dad said. And then there was a bang.

And then crying.

“Robert!!”

What happened?

There was a lot of shuffling in the house now, and I honestly considered just going home. If there is this much chaos happening when the doorbell rings, I don’t know if I could handle this.

Noah wasn’t kidding.

Not even a little bit.

After 2 more minutes or so, I tried once more, this time knocking firmly.

“Come on Evan. Answer the door with me okay?” A new voice said.

“K.” a toddler replied.

“Can I too?!” A little girl yelled.

“Yeah, but stay behind me okay?” She responded.

Who is that talking? Do they already have a babysitter? She doesn’t sound like a little kid.

I don’t know if I expected to see a total zoo when the door opened, or a woman with crazy hair covered in children, but what I did see was a girl who looked younger than me answering the door with a not so friendly facial, a big baby in her hands, a little blonde girl peeking out from behind her legs, and a family yelling at each other behind her.

“Can I help you?” She asked me, sounding exhausted.

I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

The girl adjusted the little boy in her arms, and he grabbed her hair.

“Evan, stop. Let go of my hair please!?” She pleaded.

I licked my lips before responding quietly.

“Uhm….. I’m here for a job interview…..”

“Savannah!” Noah yelled from inside, and ran to the front door to hug me, pushing his little sister and this older girl aside.

“What the heck! Noah!” She cried.

“I’m Parker! I’m four!” The little girl said before the parents came up from behind the group.

“Hi Savannah. Sorry it took so long. Were the Minton’s Come on in.”

“I’m Parker I’m four!!!” Parker said again.  I just smiled at her, hoping she wouldn’t say it again.

I gave a worried little smile to the family, before stepping inside the tiny little space they made for me to step inside.

“Sorry about the mess.” Jan said as I nearly tripped over who knows what.

“I’m Parker, I’m four!” The annoying little girl said a third time, kind of getting on my nerves now.

I got it.

“She heard you, you idiot!” Noah yelled.

I think I’m definitely in for a wild ride with this bunch.

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That was an interview?

I’m not even sure if what just happened really even just happened. When I got in the door, Noah hugged me a second time, and then got back on his video game. Jan and Robert introduced me to their kids, one at a time. Parker, who is 4, stayed out in the living room the entire interview, and she was dancing and singing throughout. Hunter, a 14 year old girl, the girl who answered the door only briefly said a ‘hi’ before retreating to the back of the house. Evan, the 1 and a half year old boy was crying due to being stuck in a playpen, and he didn’t stop the ENTIRE time. Josh, the 6 month old baby sat in Jan’s lap babbling adorably, his blonde and curly hair shiny.

Jan glanced at my stomach several times, and it did make me a little uncomfortable and kind of embarrassed. I mean, no one in their right mind would ever give a job to a pregnant teenager.

Except this family. They said, ‘the job I yours if you think you can handle it.’ And all I said was, ‘I can learn.’

A lot of the experience was very irritating too though. Uncomfortable. I seriously had to try really hard to keep my mouth shut. I wanted to be soooooo sarcastic.

“So, you got the job?” My mom asked, pouring me a glass of juice.

I nodded. “Getting the job was surprisingly easy. I just met the kids, and told them I get good grades and would be good with homework help, I am good at chores and getting my little brother to do his chores, and they were adamant about me needing the baby experience before my baby comes, so they said that I could start this week.”

My mom’s eyes bulged a little, taken aback by what I just said.

“That soon? Wow. They uhh…. They must really need a babysitter. That’s. Hmm.”

That’s what I thought. They’re desperate for a sitter.

“Yeah. Jan was supposed to go back to work today, but they didn’t have a babysitter, so they stayed home to interview me. I’ll start officially a full day on Friday, but she wants me to come in tomorrow so she can teach me what I need to know to work there every day.”

My mom just nodded at me and bit her lip.

“I’m proud of you Sav. Getting a job to help out. It’s really responsible for you to want to take some responsibility and work.”

“Well, Blaine is working so hard already, and I feel bad that he is working his butt off to make money, and I couldn’t help with that at all, you know?” I said, and my mom just agreed in silence.

“Dinner’s ready ladies.” Dad called, and mom and I retreated into the kitchen.

“Yay, food!”

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Blaine Pov

Me and my big mouth…….

Part of me wished I never commented at all. I was just supposed to sit idly by Sebast-jerk and hand him the papers as he asked for them. If my stupid face didn’t stupidly give me away, I wouldn’t be about to be fired by Seba-stupid because of my stupid comment.

But another part of me felt confident in what I’d said too. I’m right. It’d be a really bad move for them to tear down a successful store in order to expand one that doesn’t get much traffic.

“If you look closely at the numbers of New York’s, Long island store, in comparison to New Jersey’s store, you’ll see that Jersey is actually bringing in more than 3 times the money that L.I’s is despite the states smaller population.”

The meeting of people were all looking through their folders now, some nodding in agreement, other staring at me in awe.

“How’d you know this Blaine?” Sebastian asked me, sorting through papers, looking for something that would show that I’m wrong.

“I- I just pay attention sir. You’ve had me inputting numbers for a few weeks, I just- picked it up.”

I gulped a little, hopefully silently as a few members smiled, and another nodded right at me. “The kid’s not wrong.”

What?

Sebastian looked up at the bald gentlemen who just spoke. “Sir?”

Baldy just nodded at me now and made a little jerk of the head toward Sebastian. I wasn’t completely following.

“Tell him why you know what you’re talking about.”

While one side of my brain said, ‘But I don’t know what I’m talking about. It was just a stupid suggestion. I should’ve kept my mouth shut….’

Another side of it said, ‘I’m the one who looks at the freaking numbers half the day, 5 days a week. I know which stores are making the most money.’

The question though is, do I be smart and let them know how much I know, or do I be a good assistant, and try and make my boss look good……….

…………………Screw that! My boss is an ass!

“Well- uhm…” I turned to Sebastian slowly now, wary of the neutral look on his face that was sure to turn sour at any moment, but when it turned curious, I let the confidence soak into me. “New York has several stores, most of them bigger than the one in Long Island. So the smaller one in Long island doesn’t get much business, assuming that people just travel a short distance to a larger store; Whereas the small store in Jersey is the only one for miles in that state, so it gets ALL of the business. I apologize for overstepping but, I think it’d be a much safer bet to expand that store to bring in the bigger revenue, therefore more sales. Expanding the Long Island store would probably just make profits at the other New York locations more scarce. So New York as a whole, would still be breaking even.”

It was quiet.

Wow! Did I just say all that?! Jeez I’m spending too much time at work. I need to hang out with some people my own age! I sound like a freaking business man.

A smart business man, but still. Wow!

It was still quiet. Save for the rustling papers, and probably the sound of my heart thumping, it was silent.

“You’re good kid.” Sebastian said this time. I was surprised, thinking that he’d be annoyed that I had just disagreed with him.

Weight from my back, lifted.

“Okay then, that’s perfect. I’ll have a scout go and get information on the location, and a contractor draw up some prints, and we’ll start organizing for a store expansion at the Jersey Location. Let’s reconvene next month.” The head of the meeting said.

People started to pack up their briefcases, and I just sat small, feeling so exposed and like everyone was staring at me. The short little kid that just outsmarted his boss a little.

As people filed out of the meeting, shaking hands, and exchanging smiles Sebastian stood, me following suit as quickly as possible.

“Hey Smythe, stick around for a while. The kid as well.” Baldy called.

And man, I really need to learn names. Especially if I’m going to make a habit of interjecting my opinion where it is clearly needed.

Part of me wants to object to being referred to as “The kid”, but, I am a kid. Especially compared to these old guys.

We made our way over to the guy and he went to shake my hand immediately. “You did good today kid. What’s your name?”

I took his hand firmly and answered with confidence. “Blaine Anderson sir.”

“Sherman Phelps, son. I’ve gotta say, you have quite the eye in here. Are you majoring in business?”

I was ready to say, ‘oh I’m not in college’ but that’d probably get Sebastian in trouble.

“Oh, no. Undecided.” I said, and left it at that with a glance in Sebastian’s direction. He just gave a small barely noticeable nod of approval.

“Well think about it Blaine. You should. We could use some good young eyes like you in this business. And if you ever need hours for class, definitely join us in more meetings if you like.”

I nodded excitedly, though I’m not taking classes. Not even in college, but I hoped it was convincing as excitement. Or gratitude.

“Thank you sir. I’d appreciate that.” And I shook his hand again.

I turned to Sebastian now, waiting to be excused, hoping to get a lunch break. Kurt had to hear this!

“Okay then, don’t be a stranger.” He concluded, and Sebastian gave me a jerk of the head towards the door. My cue to leave.

“Can I take my lunch break now boss?” I asked, a bit skeptical.

Baldy, I mean Sherman, crossed his arms and had a very concentrated look on his face before Sebastian answered.

“You can have a 30.” He answered, handing me his briefcase and huge stack of folders. I had to fight now to not roll my eyes. It figures he’d cut my lunch in half. He always does.

I gave a curt nod, grabbed all of his crap, stumbling a little as I turned around, and made my way out of the conference room, eavesdropping just a bit before passing the doorway.

“Hey, don’t be so hard on the kid Seb. He seems like a good kid. He saved your ass today……”

I didn’t hear the rest because it would’ve been obvious that I was listening if I walked out of the room any slower, but what little I did hear, made me smile.

I might’ve even been blushing a little.

As I made it to Sebastian’s office, I dropped off all of his stuff on his messy desk, and retreated to my little desk. As I sat down, ready to clock out for lunch, my phone buzzed and lit up.

Apparently I’m too hard on you so…. Take a 45, but be back on time. -Sebastian

Not completely the full hour I’m supposed to get but, its progress. I’ll take it.

I smiled.

I think I like that Mr. Sherman.

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