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    Project New Girl – (Chapter: A bet)

    “Yeah, it’s still open from last time,” he told me.

    “Last time?!”  I was confused.  “Why didn’t I know about it?”

    “It’s been going on for years!” Aiden grinned.  “We’re just very good at keeping it quiet.”

    “Okay… so, what’s this about last time?”  My head was reeling slightly.  Too much information in a short time was something that we Davies just couldn’t handle very well – my father and grandfather had been the same.

    “Well, the last girl left after a week, so the money just got carried over to this one,” he told me.  For the second time that day I could see the dollar notes floating behind his pupils, and I didn’t really like how it looked on him.

    “Just how much is in that account?”  I asked, growing concerned as to just how serious the bet was going to become.  Big money meant serious competition, and from experience, large sums often brought out the worst in people.

    “Err, including the interest so far this time round – about eighteen thousand dollars,” he said simply.

    “Wow.”  I was dumbfounded.  Eighteen thousand dollars.  That meant that about 60 people were involved so far.  It may not have been a large figure in comparison to most people’s salaries, but as a one off payment for a pretty small bet, 18 grand was huge.  It explained why Aiden was so well known in the office – about half the guys who worked there must have been involved.

    “So when do you want your two weeks to start?” Aiden asked, changing the subject.  He was totally unfazed by the details of the bet, which just added to my sudden misunderstanding of his character.  I was beginning to really dislike this side to him, mainly because it was so out of leftfield.  I had no clue as to where that side of his personality had come from, and was confused by how well he had hidden it throughout the years I’d worked with him and known him.

    “A week on Monday,” I told him.  “Best start as soon as possible, before she hears too much about me and is put off going near me.”

    “Good plan,” he winked, pulling his palm top from his pocket and making a note of what I presumed to be my ‘start date’.

    Comments

    1. ok so first off – so glad that your writing another fic, makes me all warm and happy! Secondly – loved it, i’m most decidedly intrigued and yeah ^^ complete schock ashley already knowing who she is. Funny coincidence that though….! PMS :)

    2. ahhh. amazing! how do you guys come up with this stuff!? seriously, i would never think of anything that creative. i love it though! please update :]

    3. whoa whoa whoa!! hold the phone! god almighty its bannerman! today truely is a beautiful day. great to have you back, and i’m definatly diggin the new story line. cant wait for more

    4. OMG! You’re back, after all this time! I love it. Gawd, u have no idea how much. I’m in love again. This story is awesome. And what is it with Ashley getting sick when she sees Spencer? That’s gotta be a sign. I’d really like her to win the bet but at this point it doesn’t look lyk she will. I wish her luck though. And it’s nice to have you back Bannerman! Josh! That guy from England! Yay! *does happy dance* Much love. So much, u have no idea, once again. My tremendous feelings for you and this story are bigger than colosaal! They’re mammoth. *kicks happy dance up a notch* Yesyesyes!. I’m already obsessed with this. Lordie…What am I going to do? I know what YOU have to do though. PMS! Please?

    5. cheers for all the replies, folks! glad to see you’re enjoying it :-D I’ll get another post up as soon as I can. I’m on a work placement at the moment so it’s all a bit crazy, but hey, I posted! get me! *does a happy dance, like NotTwinny*. cheerio for now! Jx

    6. do u have ADD…jus a little? u start like 20 million-kajillion stories then u dont finish them. but i really like this one. its intriguing how ash knows spencer already….hm but how? found out next millenium when bannerman posts again.

    7. ok so first off – so glad that your writing another fic, makes me all warm and happy! Secondly – loved it, i’m most decidedly intrigued and yeah ^^ complete schock ashley already knowing who she is. Funny coincidence that though….! PMS :)

    8. ahhh. amazing! how do you guys come up with this stuff!? seriously, i would never think of anything that creative. i love it though! please update :]

    9. whoa whoa whoa!! hold the phone! god almighty its bannerman! today truely is a beautiful day. great to have you back, and i’m definatly diggin the new story line. cant wait for more

    10. OMG! You’re back, after all this time! I love it. Gawd, u have no idea how much. I’m in love again. This story is awesome. And what is it with Ashley getting sick when she sees Spencer? That’s gotta be a sign. I’d really like her to win the bet but at this point it doesn’t look lyk she will. I wish her luck though. And it’s nice to have you back Bannerman! Josh! That guy from England! Yay! *does happy dance* Much love. So much, u have no idea, once again. My tremendous feelings for you and this story are bigger than colosaal! They’re mammoth. *kicks happy dance up a notch* Yesyesyes!. I’m already obsessed with this. Lordie…What am I going to do? I know what YOU have to do though. PMS! Please?

    11. cheers for all the replies, folks! glad to see you’re enjoying it :-D I’ll get another post up as soon as I can. I’m on a work placement at the moment so it’s all a bit crazy, but hey, I posted! get me! *does a happy dance, like NotTwinny*. cheerio for now! Jx

    12. do u have ADD…jus a little? u start like 20 million-kajillion stories then u dont finish them. but i really like this one. its intriguing how ash knows spencer already….hm but how? found out next millenium when bannerman posts again.

    13. i didn’t see that coming! i was gonna say spence is gonna be pissed when she find sout ashley is part of the bet, but now that they obviously know each other ashley’s probably out. it’s so exciting to see that you’re starting something new! i’ve always loved your stuff, oh yes…

    14. i didn’t see that coming! i was gonna say spence is gonna be pissed when she find sout ashley is part of the bet, but now that they obviously know each other ashley’s probably out. it’s so exciting to see that you’re starting something new! i’ve always loved your stuff, oh yes…

    15. Ah bannerman, my love, my darling, and my one and only. Ok.. so I don’t quite own you, and I live on another continent, but I STILL think about you even though this is the first posting you’ve done in like, forever! So therefore I count :) And I loves ya so it definitely counts. So, onto actual comments that aren’t about your inherent sexiness and brilliance, etc, but about the POST. It was… a great start. And I think Ashley should ask for the piece of paper back so she can wipe the vomit off her face eh. She’ll probably win anyway, once Spencer remembers what she’s like in bed, but on the other hand, Spencer might slowly paper cut her carotids open. I guess it depends on how they left it. I wonder how they left it… hmm.. muses for a minute… Oh, on a tangent, Goober has become a muse for another writer. I know I’m not as pretty as her, but I don’t have a bung knee so I won’t fall off the damn cloud.. can I be your muse??? I’ll bake you cyber cookies and sing musey songs at you. Plus I comment on EVERYTHING you write so I like, can leave musey comments for the next time. Please please please please please PRETTY please! Sorry, back to the comments. Bets are always a bad idea. So is vomiting when you see your new work collegue. Not a very auspicious start for our girls but the brilliance of the writing, the banter of the AD’s, and the clearly riveting story line are auspicious indeed. So auspicious I might have to break out the chicken giblets to find out what’s in store. Naah, I’ll just lurk :) Love you! Sx

    16. Ah bannerman, my love, my darling, and my one and only. Ok.. so I don’t quite own you, and I live on another continent, but I STILL think about you even though this is the first posting you’ve done in like, forever! So therefore I count :) And I loves ya so it definitely counts. So, onto actual comments that aren’t about your inherent sexiness and brilliance, etc, but about the POST. It was… a great start. And I think Ashley should ask for the piece of paper back so she can wipe the vomit off her face eh. She’ll probably win anyway, once Spencer remembers what she’s like in bed, but on the other hand, Spencer might slowly paper cut her carotids open. I guess it depends on how they left it. I wonder how they left it… hmm.. muses for a minute… Oh, on a tangent, Goober has become a muse for another writer. I know I’m not as pretty as her, but I don’t have a bung knee so I won’t fall off the damn cloud.. can I be your muse??? I’ll bake you cyber cookies and sing musey songs at you. Plus I comment on EVERYTHING you write so I like, can leave musey comments for the next time. Please please please please please PRETTY please! Sorry, back to the comments. Bets are always a bad idea. So is vomiting when you see your new work collegue. Not a very auspicious start for our girls but the brilliance of the writing, the banter of the AD’s, and the clearly riveting story line are auspicious indeed. So auspicious I might have to break out the chicken giblets to find out what’s in store. Naah, I’ll just lurk :) Love you! Sx

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