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Three

The party really sucked. Not five minutes after I got there and got my first drink, some asshole spilled his damn drink on me. Thankfully, York and I left and had a girl's night to make up for it with loads of ice cream and How I Met Your Mother.

Today I was at work, trying to restock the strings on the rack when I saw him come into the store. Alex. I groaned, know that I'd have to help him since I was currently the only one on the floor at the moment. I dragged my feet over to him, not looking forward to talking to him.

"Can I help you," I asked him, trying to hide my dislike of the situation.

"Wait, you work here," he was surprised.

"Why are you here," I asked him.

"I was looking for strings for my guitar," he replied, "You didn't have to throw your drink in my face last night."

"You did the same to me, but you did it first," I replied.

"It was an accident. You are such a bitch," he shot back at me.

"You are such an asshole. Get your damn strings and leave," I yelled at him and walked off.

"Maybe I want to look at the guitars too," he sassed at me.

"Stop talking to me and get what you want and leave me alone," I snapped at him before walking away to sort the songbooks.
I got back to the apartment after work and buried my face into the couch and screamed. After Alex came to the store, my day got worse at work. I hated it. He was such a jerk and I hated him.

"Rough day," York asked.

"You have no idea," I told her as I sat up.

"How so," she asked as she tossed her keys into the bowl by the door.

"Alex showed up and was being a jerk," I told her.

"How bad was he," she asked.

"He brought up the party," I told her., "God I hate him."

"Hey, get to know him and give him a chance. I bet when he's sober he's a good guy," York rubbed my back a little.

"I highly doubt it. He seems so arrogant, just like in high school," I told her.

I went to high school with York and Rian and Alex. However, I stayed to myself until I moved into the apartment with York, that was when we became close friends and now I call her like my sister. Alex was just as arrogant as he was in high school, if not more so since his band was so successful.

I seriously hope I don't run into him again anytime soon.

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