The Official Office Games

*sings under breath*
blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-acohol... and I know that she tipsy...

:tehe:
Sorry about the no posting yesterday. I was editing it but I wasn't liking it, and it was late, so... *shrug*

I'll get to work right after breakfast :)

Chapter two, edited. (yet again I had to change it a lot because I changed what happened in ch. 1) :roll:

I was going to keep it in Victoria's point of view, but I wasn't liking it, so I switched it to Cole's point of view.
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Cole's Pov

Immediately the mood changed. Sharply, she turned my head towards the direction of the intruder; I felt my lips graze her cheek.

"Victoria-" I started.

She shushed me as the clack of the high-heels got louder while the person advanced up the stairway.

“Hide,” she hissed and tore herself away from me. Without warning, she leaped behind her desk and crouched as if she was nine years old all over again. I remained rooted to my spot, blinking in surprise. Peeking behind her computer monitor, Victoria watched as the woman appeared at the top of the stairs.

Claire. There was no mistaking her smugness filling the room (along with her perfume); her feline-like face; and, admittedly, her curves. All thoughts of Victoria vanished from my mind.

Her face lit up as she saw me standing there. “Cole,” she gushed in her British accent as if she hadn’t seen me for years, “How are you, love?” From the corner of my eye I saw Victoria glared from her hiding spot as Claire rubbed my cheek with the side of her thumb. If Claire was in the Webster Dictionary, her definition would be, lewd, deceiving, supposedly British female, who had unexplainably received a job in the product design branch of a Dove company in Manhattan, New York; smutty bitch. Though I felt no spite against her; it amused me how she tried to win me over with her flirting. Victoria was the one who hated her with a passion.

“I’m well, Ms Bennett,” I replied politely.

“Oh, but Cole,” she coed, lightly rubbing my tie with her pinkie finger, “You know you can call me Claire,”

“I know,” I said, dropping my voice to a whisper so Victoria wouldn’t be able to hear us. I put a hand on the small of her back. “It’s just not professional, and I wouldn’t want Victoria thinking there was anything more between us.” I was playing her like a song; this was way too easy. I suppressed a wicked grin as I watched Victoria give Claire the evil eye. And too much fun, I thought.

Claire frowned. “Victoria? What does Victoria have to do with us?”

Without warning, she leaped up from behind her desk.

"Uh-um- SURPRISE!" she decided to say, throwing her hands up limply, and then pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose.

Claire gave a little jump in response. "Vicky, dear, you gave me a fright!"

She clenched my teeth. "It's Victoria," she spat out, "Dear."

Claire paid no attention to her suddenly hostile mood. “Why is she here?” she muttered distastefully.

“It’s her thirtieth birthday,” I whispered back.

“Oh,” she mumbled, “Poor girl is getting quite old.”

“But aren’t you like, thirty-two?”

She pinched her lips in response, but something told me I was right. She began walking away stiffly to her desk. I followed her and gently caught her by the elbow. “Have I upset you?” I asked. “I didn’t mean to ask, it just came out.”

“It’s not about that, not really,” she whimpered pitifully. “I’m worried that I’m getting too old and that you’ll loose interest in me.”

“You know I only have eyes for you,” I lied skillfully.

She looked up earnestly. “Really?”

“Of course.”

Claire wrapped her arms around me dramatically. “Cole, you are just the most wonderful man I’ve ever met.” I almost felt bad about being misleading to both women, but I didn’t like being predictable and easy to read as if I were a book. And I wasn’t really sure who I liked, anyway. Victoria was nice and all, but Claire… was Claire, if you catch my drift.

Victoria’s Pov

I felt… so ignored. To be the center of attention for once, then have my fifteen seconds of fame ripped away by that... that… skank. I glared at them from my desk, but they took no notice. Quietly, I walked away from the two and back to my desk, slumping down into the chair and turning the computer on. Times like this when I suddenly got a sad feeling, I wanted to be as miserable as possible to make Cole see how badly he had hurt my feelings.

After about ten minutes, the other workers came. I continued working without a sound, my anger flaring quietly like a flame.

I was at an 18th and my friend kept sharing her alcohol with me, I was buzzing in like five minutes haha.
Your chapter is awesome :) Nasty people are always british in films. No wonder I write the bad character ^_^
Writing my chapter as I speak.

The second chapter's up :D

OOH! OOH! Write that Victoria called Claire a meddling cow :weird

...Please? :shifty

Third chapter's up...

Still one subscriber

Haha, 'kay, I just put that into their conversation. Sorry it's taking me so long, I'm trying to get everything right character personality wise. I should post up my 2nd chapter later, just editing it a bit more.

^Alright :D

I just posted the fifth chapter *crosses fingers*

Aren't we posting a little TOO quickly?

^ I think we are to be honest. Like one a week would be good because it gives us writing time and stuff.

Okay sorryyyy :shifty

Couldn't help myself... -coughs-

It's cool.

AND we have our first comment although to be honest I don't really understand what the poor chap is on about.

Crap, I thought I'd already posted this, sorry ^_^;
The comment is talking about a typo or something, I think.
I find myself unable to write long chapters for this story so sorry about how short they are. Feel free to rip it to shreds.

I sat on the bench and looked at the traffic. It was really busy, well, it was New York, it was always busy. I payed close attention to the way I ate, as self conscious as ever, trying to take dainty little bites and not get any crumbs on my chin.

"How goes it?" came a voice.

My head snapped up to see my friend, Victoria. I quickly swallowed the food in my mouth and smiled.

"Hey Victoria," I nodded as she sat next to me "I'm OK, I guess, you?"

"I was okay until earlier," she sighed.

"Claire?" I gave a small laugh.

"Claire." she confirmed.

"What'd she do?" I asked, taking a sip of my coffee.

"What didn't she do? The meddling cow!" was the answer I received.

I rolled my eyes. This was about Cole, then. It was cute and all how she adored him but she was kind of annoying when she always went on about him. God, what was I saying? She was my best friend.

"You still crazy about him then?" I asked but it was more of a statement.

"Stupid question," she laughed "...But, I have a...theory?"

"Hmm?" I asked, taking a sip of my coffee.

"I think Haylie's seeing Cole," she sighed.

At that I spat out my coffee (receiving some disgusted looks from people) and burst out laughing. Did she not know they were cousins? Well, obviously not.

"What's so funny?!" she asked.

"Dude...You're talking about Haylie Conman, right? Our best friend?" I laughed, making sure it was the Haylie I was thinking of.

"Who else would I be talking about?"

"They're cousins!" I explained, wiping my trousers to make sure no coffee got on them.

"Oh!" Victoria said, going a light shade of pink.

"Dont worry, if I didn't know they're cousins, I would've-" I started but then cursed as I glanced at my watch.

I had three minutes to get to the office.

"Sorry, gotta get to hell," I muttered, throwing my rubbish into the nearby bin.

"'Kay, see you later," she shrugged as I ran into the posh-looking building.

I arrived at the elevator, slightly hopping on one leg to the other as I waited for the doors to open. I was always paranoid about being late. Mainly because I didn't want to make a fool of myself by running in, red faced, when everybody else was already settled and working. I heard the 'ping' of the elevator as the doors opened and I stood back as people stampeded out. It's amazing how similar to a posh pit it was. You got elbowed allover the place and people were practically screaming.

I elbowed my way through the crowd and finally got into the elevator. Why did they insist of making the walls big giant mirrors? I sighed as I looked at myself. My cheeks had turned pink as a result of the wind outside, my hair was straggly and I had more bags under my eyes than there was in the local supermarket. I ran a hand through my hair in a futile attempt at improving my appearance. I frowned, making the lines under my eyes more pronounced, sometimes it'd be great to be invisible, just so I didn't have to look at myself.

The elevator came to a halt and I shuffled out. Once at my desk I sighed and put my computer on again.

"What's wrong?" Courtney asked softly.

"I humiliated myself in the cafe," I said lowly.

"How?" she asked, curiously.

"It's not exactly something I want to relive," I muttered as I cracked my fingers as I began to type.

Ta-da? Epic Fail haha.

Yada-Yada-Yada:

It's cool.

AND we have our first comment although to be honest I don't really understand what the poor chap is on about.

That was Austin :lol:

He said that if he told me who subscribed to his story, he'd subscribe to ours :P

Skiffle.:

Crap, I thought I'd already posted this, sorry ^_^;
The comment is talking about a typo or something, I think.
I find myself unable to write long chapters for this story so sorry about how short they are. Feel free to rip it to shreds.

Ta-da? Epic Fail haha.

Awesomeee

*:weird s at part of meddling cow*
hehehehe

I have to post a chapter before that... Introducing Haylie...
*cracks fingers* I'll get to work on it tomorrow. I have a school concert to get to in 41 minutes D: and a bunch of homework when I get back

I've only got one problemo with that chapter.

"Dude...You're talking about Haylie Conman, right? Our best friend?" I laughed, making sure it was the Haylie I was thinking of.

Haylie and Victoria only JUST meet, so how can they be bestfriends?
And apparently the amount of time Victoria is going on about Cole wouldn't Haylie know which Cole she means... bescause Jade does...

Sorry >.< I forgot to check. So that sentence should be changed to "Dude...You're talking about Haylie Conman, right?"
What do you mean but the last bit? 'Cause I dont get it >.<

Sammy, did you desubsribe?

Skiffle.:

Sorry >.< I forgot to check. So that sentence should be changed to "Dude...You're talking about Haylie Conman, right?"
What do you mean but the last bit? 'Cause I dont get it >.<

In the chapter you said something along the lines of Jade getting tired of Victoria because she went on about Cole so much.

I kinda pointed out if Vic and Haylie really were best friends, she'd know that Cole was her cousin...

And I don't THINK I've cancelled my subscribtions but I'll go check anyway...

And I've just thought we could post our story on another story site.
It's the forums.megcabot.com. I could sign us up and tell you guys the username and password.
The site is WAY more girly so I'm definately thinking we'd get SOME feedback.

Edit: I'm STILL subsribed.

^:roll:

I'll post it on quizilla, if you guys want.
But quizilla's kinda gay...

I'm a member there as well but I've been on it like twice, REALLY don't get how it works... and I won't say no.

What about the forums.megcabot.com one? Yada or Nada?