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don’t wait for them to reply and make my way to sort through the many boxes that have arrived. I sit on the floor staring at the inventory sheet, not really reading it. My vision blurs and I watch as a tear hits the sheet before me. I quickly wipe the tear away. I have no claim over him, even after everything he just said to me less than twenty minutes ago. I try to convince myself that Rafe does really want to be just friends. So in turn yes, he can fuck whomever he wants to and so can I.
    The morning goes by pretty quickly and before I know it, Mia is coming to see what I would like for lunch. I tell her I will have my usual of chicken, bacon and mayonnaise wrap with orange juice. I never used to drink OJ much but since I craved it with Shane, I have kept the taste for it. Weird, I know. While I’m waiting for Mia to bring back my lunch I continue with inventory and orders. I hear my phone ping and I know that I have to move to get my phone. Ugh! Note to self; don’t sit on the floors for hours at a time. I dig my iPhone out of my bag and sit on the red Barcelona chair to read my phone, might as well check Facebook and Twitter while I’m here. I tense up when I see who has sent me the text.
    Rafe: Afternoon Snowflake. I know we said friends but I can’t get our kiss out of my head ;) Did the freaky sisters say anything?
    I ponder whether I should reply or not. Like I said, I have no claim over him, but friends will be hard. That kiss was amazing, the best I have ever had. He tasted so damn good and I suddenly feel my face burn up at the thoughts of Rafe’s hands and lips on me. I shake my head and decide to reply. I need to get him to forget to about kissing me again. Friends and that’s it. Also, friends or not, I will not allow him to parade his fuck buddies in front of me.
    Me: Afternoon R, work has been fun. The girls and me had a nice little chat about you and the band ;)
    I hit send, not expecting him to reply instantly.
    Rafe: Oh yeah, what did they say about us Phoenix boys?
    Me: You really wanna know Rafe?
    Rafe: C’mon Snowflake, tell me.
    Me: Ok. They told me all about the Phoenix effect, how you boys still throw that around your groupies to get them to do whatever you want. You still fucking groupies, Rafe? Friends tell each other everything right?
    I sit nervously waiting for him to reply. I change my position on my chair and now sit crossed legged. I roll my neck as I can feel a knot in my shoulder muscles from sitting on the floor looking down. Rafe takes a few minutes to reply. I bet he was thinking of a cover answer. He doesn’t know about me knowing that he is still fucking groupies. Yeah, it will hurt but shit happens.
    Rafe: I stopped fucking groupies before school started. It gets old babe.
    I snort to myself and shake my head. Fucking liar.
    Me: Really?? You don’t fuck groupies anymore? C’mon Phoenix, we are friends you can tell me .
    Rafe: Yes!!!! I DON’T fuck groupies Lucy. I haven’t for weeks now. Where is all this coming from?
    I go to reply when Mia comes through the door and hands me my lunch. “You okay, Coop? You look totally pissed right now.” I smile.
    “No, Mia I’m fine, just checking my Facebook.” She nods and goes back out front. I start to unwrap my lunch and my phone pings again.
    Rafe: Lucy, answer me please.
    I put my phone on the desk and go about eating when my phone rings. I look at the screen and see Rafe’s name. I really don’t want him lying to me. I mute the call and go back to my lunch. The phone ringing stops and immediately rings again. I spy Rafe’s name and again I mute it. After he tries four times he gives up.
    I clean up after my lunch and head out front with The Minnies, as I like to call them. it’s a mixture of their names and the word twinies. We chat with some customers and they tell me their plans for the weekend. They are going to a club that has local bands play all the time. The girls are huge rock band groupies, “but with