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However, I am attending school, hoping to become a writer. I would like a degree to back that up. It’s never been about the money or the business. This place is like a giant thumb we’re both stuck under. It comes with memories we don’t want and money that is dirty.” Realizing that my tirade revealed way too much I switch directions quickly.
    “Besides, in case you haven’t noticed, Noah is completely hung up on you guys going national one day. He won’t sleep till TAT has gold records.”
    “That makes two of us then.” He said.
    I’m thankful he didn’t mention my douche-bag parents, their business, or the fucking stipulations that they’ve held us to.
    “I refuse to go platinum though till you see a show.”
    I laughed, not out of humor, but at the complete and total cloud of arrogance that Chad functions under. I may be attracted to Chad, but I will never be a fangirl or a tatterfly. “Well, I can’t promise…busy and all.”
    “You’re hard to get, Carrie, but I’ll find a way to catch you.” He says in almost a whisper. He’s leaning against the counter opposite me. There’s a solid three feet between us, but I still step back looking to gain some distance.
    I couldn’t help myself. “Want a clue?” My voice is quiet, throaty and full of promise.
    “It would make this a lot easier.”
    Ohmigod ! He’s serious.
    “Make what easier?” Noah asked as he walked up behind me. My heart stopped and then stuttered once it picked up beating again.
    “Getting your sister and all her pretty girls to come to a show.”
    Oh my god, he is lying to Noah. He is bald faced lying to my big brother, his best friend. If I didn’t know before, I do now. Chad is so into me… I think. It doesn’t change my outlook though. Chad wants a fangirl who will fawn all over him and drool when he smiles. When he acts like that, I want to kick him in his junk.
    “Not fucking happening, bro.” Noah said and then leaned over the counter, popped the till and snatched a fifty dollar bill. He slammed the drawer shut and kissed my cheek. “Going out with a little hottie after the show, so I might crash there. Lock up and call me if you need me.”
    I nod and don’t bother with a response to what amounted to his shutting down any ideas of me attending a show. “Good luck, break a leg and all that.” I said and walked to the front of the dining area to turn the sign to ‘Closed’. Noah has already headed out to Chad’s truck, but I see Chad making his way back to me and my heart starts doing that whole staccato tempo thing.
    “Fuck him! Be your own person and come to the show. I’ll kick his ass if he gets pissed.” His bravado makes me want to throw caution to the wind and go. I won’t though. It’s the one thing Noah has that doesn’t involve me and I won’t intrude on that. Noah is my rock, protector and best friend. He doesn’t want or need my support at the shows, so unless he makes it platinum, I’ll continue to keep my distance. “I can’t, Chad. More importantly, I won’t.”
    Thinking I couldn’t be clearer than that, I take my hair down from my hat and run a few fingers through the tangled blonde mess as I make my way to the back to start closing down.
    “Carrie?” He yelled.
    “Yeah?”
    “The clue…..what was the clue to catching me a Carrie Becket?” He’s dead serious and it takes everything in me not to say ‘never mind, I’m yours’ and strip naked. I have morals though, and I’ll keep to them if I do nothing else.
    “Stop treating me like a fangirl or tatterfly and put in the work.” And with that I slipped into the office and slammed the door.

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    So maybe I was a little shallow, but I am just a girl. I had slowly started making myself look a little more presentable when I knew I was working with Chad. I made sure I always had my Peaches and Cream lip gloss in one pocket. I had stocked up on smelly lotions and perfumes to keep the smelly grease from attacking my skin