Unconditional (Sequel to Senior Year - jb)

8. Conclusions

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My nails nervously tapped against my small office desk. My heart was beating fast as I tried to contemplate how to do this task. Everytime I lifted my hand to grab the phone on the desk, I hesitated and pushed myself away from it. I knew that I had to do this. This was work we were talking about, not life decisions. But why did I feel like I was letting my boyfriend basically make out with his colleague in front of me.

"Did you call them yet?" Spencer's head popped out of his office that was next to mine.

"I'm just... No, I'm gonna call them right now." I flashed a fake smile.

"You sure you're comfortable with this? I saw your face when Robbie was telling about this." he circled around the thin wall and sat on my desk.

"Positive. I trust them both. What could go wrong?"

Everything.

"Okay, just checking." he shrugged and went back into his office.

Before taking a deep breath I dialed Justin's company's phone number and placed the phone against my ear. It beeped a few times before a lady answered.

"NY Records, Lena Wheeley speaking. How may I help you?" her voice was solid and monotone.

"Hi. This is Ava Hale from ELLE magazine and I'm calling on behalf of Roberta Myers, the editor-in-chief." I tried to sound professional but in real life, I was on the verge of nervous tears.

"Okay, let me connect you to the head manager. Just a moment, please."

"Mhm." I breathed and then the calming elevator music started.

It felt like a year passed when I waited and waiter. NY Records was a big record label where both Justin and Scheana were signed. Well Scheana was signed. Justin worked there.

"NY Records, Jax Yorker speaking." a low voice suddenly spoke up, making my heart jump out of my chest.

"Yes, Hi. This is Ava Hale-"

"From ELLE magazine. You called on behalf of Roberta Myers. What does she want now?" he laughed with his hoarse tone.

Jesus, that sound almost broke my eardrums.

"We're writing this issue for October and we really need a music column in it and we're interested in your writer and artist." I told him nervously, hoping he wouldn't put me down any minute now.

He was quiet for a moment but gladly he spoke up again.

"Aren't you our boy Justin's girlfriend?" 

He knows me?

"Uhh yes?" I nervously giggled.

"And you want him and... Who?" I heard papers rustling in the background.

"Scheana." that hurt even to say her name.

Spencer's head popped out of his office again and I showed him the thumbs up. He stayed there watching me intensely as I worked on this call that would give us both an important job to do.

"The power duo." he smirked, "Of course you can have them. They're both free next week on Tuesday the whole day. I will message them both."

Power duo? God, I feel sick.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Yorker." my voice shook.

"Just call me Jax, sugar." he breathed.

Ew.

The call ended and I was glad to inform Spencer that the case was ours. He went straight to Robbie to tell the news and I dug into my other work on finishing the issue I worked on after Bali. I had to tear my thoughts to somewhere else.