Best Job Ever

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  • Published: 21 Nov 2012
  • Updated: 22 Nov 2013
  • Status: Complete
What happens when a simple job interview brings you face to face with the love of your life? Meet Brooke, a 20 year old American, in England for college, studying at the prestigious Oxford University. It's summertime and she applies for a job as a maid and cook. Seems simple enough, right? Wrong. This job takes her through twists and turns, love and heartbreak, but best of all, she gets 4 new best friends/brothers and a sole mate. A job this amazing can only be described as the "Best Job Ever". WARNING: Some chapter have elements that can be triggering. And LANGUAGE! Some chapters have a lot of cursing. xxBo<3


113. 6/7/15 or Girl's Day

Brooke's POV


So, today's a Sunday which means Sarah and Cheradyn have off, so I decided that we should hang out with Morgan. Morgan came over to Sarah and Cheradyn's apartment around 3 and we kinda just chilled for the day. I've still been pretty broken over Liam, but I've been finding ways to distract myself. “So, Morgan, a rumor, a.k.a. Brooke, says you've been texting a certain Irishman from a 5 member boyband.” Sarah says to Morgan. Morgan starts to blush. I grin. “Well, yeah, I mean, he texted me out of the blue, but I recognized the number since we had exchanged numbers in December, but we had never talked before. But ever since, we have been talking a lot. I think Jesse's starting to get jealous.” Morgan says, smiling at she takes a sip out of her cup. “Good.” I mutter under my breath. Cheradyn, Sarah, and Morgan all look at me. “What?” I say. “Brooke, do you hate Jesse or something?” Sarah asks me, her eyebrows raising up. “No, I just don't know him very well, and when he was practically eating your face when we went to lunch on Friday didn't help him out.” “Whatever, we discussed this on Friday, and she said she hates him.” Morgan says. “In fact, she was very upset. She even cussed him out.” Sarah and Cheradyn gasp. “Brooke, what did you say?” Cheradyn asks me. “I didn't cuss him out. All I said is 'You've got to be fuc-” “Brooke, you will not say that word under this roof!” Sarah says. “Brooke, you have been cussing a lot more lately, why?” Morgan asks. I stay quiet for a few minutes and they finally get it out of me. “Well, whenever me and Liam,” I straggle getting his name out, “were together, he always hated cussing. I would say something simple like dammit and he would come hug me, kiss me, and then say 'Pretty girl, pretty mouth, no dirty words'. I guess having no one to tell me to stop kinda lets me be free, and plus a lot of cuss words were exchanged in the fight, so, it just feels like a punch in the face to him. Or at least that's what I think it is.” I feel a tear slip out. “Ok, Brooke, we understand. Just no more cussing, ok?” Sarah says, her voice growing soft. I nod. They all join in and give me a group hug. I guess I need one.




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