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ARIANA'S POV.
I just couldn't shake off the bad feeling I felt from Brax. I sent a glare his way, and looked away from him.
"I will do well to inform Mr. Howard about it personally."
"Great. I wouldn't mind a demotion. It's better with less competition anyway." She snapped, and ordered Brad to do something."
"This?" He asked, taking her orders obediently.
Brax worked with Rosita, doing whatever she asked him to do, without complaint.
"Are you ready to listen to my ideas now?" Kayla asked, dragging me to our desks.
"Maybe." I said, even though my mind wasn't there.
Kayla began to explain her ideas, which sounded way too amateurish. She didn't even thoroughly prepare for them. I asked a few questions on particular ideas, and she went blank, having to go back, and do some rethinking.
