"Cassie, why are you late?" Gerald, why's your hairline receding?

"I'm sorry; I just couldn't get out of bed this morning. But I'm here now, so you should feel privileged."

"You should feel privileged I don't fire you."

"I would, but Mark's the only one who can do that, and you know just as well as I do, that that isn't going to happen, right?" Man, I'm can be so cocky when I need to be. Right now, with this man with the horrible name probably isn't the right time.

"Fair enough, I need you to go to the back. You know what to do from there."

As I was walking away I turned around and saw Gerald rubbing his fingers at the base of his hairline. Please tell me HE can't read my mind now too!! I started to feel bad and tried to apologize to him by sending a telepathic message, but I don't think it worked because we he was done rubbing his hairline, or trying to find it, he shook his head and sulked away. I'm a bad person, I really am. Well, at least I don't say these things out loud, then I'd be a REALLY bad person. So, perhaps I'm safe for now.

I hadn't been back to work for the past 4 days. I requested the days off to celebrate my best friend's birthday. Yeah, it takes four days to celebrate. We actually planned on going on a road trip, but for some reason, our plans always fall through. We are really bad at following through with what we say. Plus, we just got lazy and decided to lie around the apartment all day. Buying an apartment with Tamara was probably one of the best decisions ever. We've been best friends forever and it was the right thing to do. She's my opposite and vise versa. We complete each other. Sometimes, I even think we share brainwaves. No really. Maybe that's why my thoughts are so open to other people being able to read them. Dang Tamara…you've opened up my brainwaves to the universe!! I'll be sure to blame her when I get home.

When I walk into the back the first person I see is Michael. Oh no. The last day I worked was the last day I saw him, which was the day we kissed. After that I avoided his phone calls and decided to pay him no mind. I basically just left him hanging on a thread while I took my mini vacation. He looked way too excited to see me. As he walked over to me, he started dusting off his clothes and smoothing his hair.

"Cass, I've missed you," he said as he gave me a huge hug. Nobody else at work knew about us and I wanted to keep it that way.

"Of course you, did…everyone did." Please don't blow our cover you dummy! I'm not his girlfriend so why is he being so…"eww" about everything? Oh but his eyes look so big and innocent. I want to kiss and hug him back. Yeah, you're cute kid. Suddenly he got a really big smile on his face and started to blush a little. What the hell? You can read my mind now too? I'm so getting Tamara when I get home.

Michael could sense my wanting him to be inconspicuous so he leaned in and whispered, "Can I see you tonight?"

"What do you mean 'Can you see me tonight?'? You're seeing me right now?" I'm only doing this to be mean, I know perfectly well what he means.

"I mean ummm…outside of work. You know, alone. Just me and you?" He began shifting his weight and I could tell her was nervous about my answer. I had to stop playing games with this kid's head. After all, he can read my thoughts now too.

"Well, I don't see why not. That would be great." He's a great kisser, why would I not want to meet up with him after work. And he's got his own place. The guy is good people. I enjoy his company. But it's nothing more than that. He's somebody I would hook Tamara up with. But since she's currently attached, he'll have to settle for me. He doesn't seem to mind. There is just something I don't trust about him; I can't quite put my finger on it.

After work, I followed Michael back to his place. It was nicer than I had expected. A little one storied home with great landscaping. We went inside, talked for a little bit and in no time we were making out. A few minutes into our little make out session, I heard somebody outside, I must be hearing things. So, I just shook it off. Not even five seconds after I "shook it off," did a female walk in. Uh-oh! What do I do? This can't be happening. Please tell me this is his sister. Introduce yourself, don't be rude.

"Hello! I'm Cassie."

"I don't care who you are! Why are you kissing my boyfriend? In MY house?"

This is what I couldn't put my finger on. It knew it! "I knew it," I said out loud before I could stop myself. Now, I'm thinking out loud, as if it wasn't already easy enough for people to read what I was thinking. "Well, I'll be leaving. I do apologize." I grab my purse and leave as quickly as possible. WHAT A NIGHTMARE. I knew something was wrong with that kid. He's monogamously challenged.

I shrug off this incident as if it were nothing. It's not the first time this has happened. Last time, the guy had two kids. I seem to attract the unfaithful kind. That's why I'm shunning off guys period from this point on. I couldn't wait to get home and just go to sleep.

By the time I pulled up to my apartment it was already 12:00 am. Tamara was home, I'm sure she was already asleep. I walk in and find her clothes thrown all over the living room, No surprise. But why on earth is her underwear in the kitchen. I love Tamara to death, but this chick is just….there are not words to describe her. But she's my best friend so I can't complain. I walk into her room.

"Tamara! I hate you! You opened my brainwaves to the universe!"

"Go to bed Cassie, you're retarded."

"Fine, but we're not done with this conversation. I'll finish with you in the morning. And here are you panties. Next time try to keep your clothes on before you get to your room." I throw her underwear at her and they land perfectly on her face. Score! I walk to my room, and don't even bother to undress. I'm asleep within a matter of seconds.