The Prophecy
negative I've been about everything and everyone. Wrapping my hair around my hand, I jumped when I felt a hand touch my shoulder, causing me to pull my hair. I grimaced at the stinging sensation in my scalp and looked up at James.
    “Just think it over, okay?”
    I nodded and rose to my feet. “I will.” I surprised myself by the honesty behind my words. I smiled slightly and waved to him as he moved to sit behind his desk. “See you next time.”
    “ I’ll be here.”
     

 
    Chapter Eleven

     
     
     
    The week flew by faster than I expected. I looked forward to having the weekend off and finally be able to relax, but I still had a full work day ahead of me along with the last therapy session of the week. I wasn't looking forward to either of them. Work, because of having to deal with Rose. Therapy because of having to deal with myself.
    James had shed light on parts of me that I never knew existed, or rather, that I refused to see. I quickly came to realize that I didn’t like who I was becoming, but didn’t know how to stop it.
    Brandon greeted me with a cup of coffee as I walked into The Nook. I sent a grin his way as I breathed in the caffeine laden aroma. “What's the terror up to today?”
    “ Oh, the usual. Breathing fire and eating babies.”
    I rolled my eyes at him and lightly slapped him on the arm. “I'm serious. What type of torture can I expect out of her today?”
    “ Honestly, I don't know. She's been pretty quiet today, so I don't know if that's a good thing or bad thing.” He crossed his arms over his chest as he turned back to me. Damn he was built.
    “ So I guess we'll just have to play it by ear today, eh?”
    “ I swear, if you push your tits farther across that counter they're just going to pop out and blind all of us.”
    “ Speak of the devil.” I said happily. Brandon gave me a thumbs up and turned back to his work. I turned to face Rose and was stunned to see the circles under her eyes. I looked closely and noticed that they were slightly red and puffy too, which was weird. I thought evil never cried.
    I sauntered over to her, my sweetest smile in place. “I didn't know you were into checking women out. If I would have known that I would have found you a girlfriend by now.”
    “ It's not my fault I can get people into bed, unlike you, Ms. Virgin.”
    “ And it's not my fault I actually respect myself.” I spouted back, becoming flushed with anger.
    “ Now, now, girls, there's plenty of me to go around.” Brandon gestured to himself while wiggling his eyebrows. “You both can bask in my awesome sauce.”
    We both doubled over with laughter, clutching our stomachs.
    “Did he seriously just use the term 'awesome sauce'?” I asked Rose between laughs.
    She wiped her eyes and tried to contain her laughter. “Yeah, that was epic. Brandon, I never want to hear about your 'awesome sauce' again.”
    He gestured between me and Rose, grin fully in place. “See girls? I knew you guys could get along.”
    We stared at each other, animosity cutting through the air making it tense. “And there it went.” He muttered to himself. He sighed and stepped between us. “Look guys, I'm getting really tired of this bitch fest. Rose, you're awesome when you let people in, and I know your dad—”
    “ Don't talk about him.” She snapped, cutting him off with an icy glare.
    “ Ooookay, don't use the 'D' word, got it. Anyways, obviously you have some issues about 'he who must not be named', but I think you'll realize that Star isn't going to hurt your family, me included. So can't you just try to get along with her?” he continued without waiting for Rose's reply and turned his big, blue eyed puppy dog look onto me. “And Star, you're completely new here and school is starting in two weeks. Don't you think you could hold down the animosity long enough to get some friends? It's going to be hard enough starting a new school, let alone starting one where you already have an enemy.” He

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