Well, it's quite obvious I don't own anyone in this story (although that would just be great) other then Jayne (duh). I'd like to thank my friend Rckstarchic17 who if she didn't spend so much time at my house this story would probably still be in progress. So, anyway - enjoy!

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She parked her car and turned off the ignition abrubtly. She took a deep breath and made her way into the restaurant where she was told to meet him. On her way in a few girls, and even a guy made their way out in tears. She hoped that didn't happen to her - this job really would be wonderful for her. She needed the money. But she supposed if she didn't get it waitressing would have to do for now. She said what party she was meeting and the hostess brought her to his table.

"Finally." He said. What nice mannerisms you have. She thought sarcastically. "What took you so long?" He asked.

"I was told 3 o'clock." She replied, taking a seat.

"If you're early you're on time. If you're on time you're late, if you're late don't even bother." He said back to her.

"Well I'll try to remember that next time. Sorry." She said. "Do you want me to even set my things down or should I just leave?" A hint of sarcasm in the sentence. He was annoying her already.

"No, let's just get this overwith. Hopefully you've got some qualifications and I can hire you."

"Well, I'm Jayne, and thank you for introducing yourself." She said sticking her hand out. He shook it. "You know who I am." He replied.

"It doesn't matter, you should still be a gentleman." She said smiling. He grinned back at her.

Awhile went by, he grilled her with questions. No matter what she still didn't think he was nice. They definitely were not going to get along.

"Alright, Jayne. You can have the job." He said smirking at her. "I have to warn you though, I run a tight ship." She laughed. "Please Randy, you don't scare me." She said getting up to leave.

"Wait, where do you think you're going?" He asked. "I have a house show tonight. And guess who's driving?"

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She followed behind him in the arena, he had such long legs she had to practically run to keep up with his walking pace. He handed her an accordian file full of papers for her to look through tonight during the show. She looked into it quickly to see everything was a mess, obviously Randy had no organizational skills.

She looked up to see him at least 20 feet ahead of her. He turned around and saw her so far behind. "You think you can hurry up?!" He yelled at her.

"It's not easy to keep up with you and your fucking spider legs you know!" She yelled back. "You could at least act like I'm here. What am I supposed to do with all these papers?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. Figure it out." He said approaching a door and opening it. She made an angry face at him.

"Listen the most you could do is fucking tell me what the hell I'm supposed to do with this god damn file you just handed to me out of the fucking blue and-" He shut the door in her face. Her eyes widened and she filled with rage. She began pounding on the door with her fists.

Randy opened it again. "What, Jayne?" He said annoyed. "WHY THE HELL DID YOU CLOSE THE DOOR IN MY FACE!" She yelled. He held his finger up to her mouth.

"First of all, stop yelling you're making a scene. Second, you can't come in here. You're a girl." She took a deep breath.

"Whatever. Fuck you." She said shoving him back into the room and walking down the hallway.