JackBAI/bert_pretrain_datasets · Datasets at Hugging Face

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`` brynn , this is going to sound awful , '' pierce begins , and i brace myself .
`` but nate and i had plans to go to lunch , and we got down to the lobby before i realized how rude it was not to invite you along . ''
phew .
for a second i thought he overheard our conversation .
`` oh , that 's so nice , but i actually have lunch plans with my best friend from school , anyway . ''
`` oh i see ... well , enjoy !
there are some great restaurants around here .
we just wanted to let you know you were invited , '' pierce says kindly , though from nate 's frown i 'm guessing that it was more his idea than his son 's .
`` constance , right ? ''
he says , turning to her .
`` yes , that 's right , '' she squeaks .
`` alright , well , we better get going or we 'll be late for our reservation .
see you at home ! ''
pierce says with a wave , and walks off with nate in tow .
huh .
i notice that nate did n't say a single word to me .
i guess he does n't like being the one left wanting for once .
`` why will mr. thornhill see you at home ? ''
constance says , slowly turning her desk chair to face me , a weird expression on her face .
`` um , well , i 'm his stepdaughter .
he just married my mom . ''
constance gasps and buries her face in her hands .
`` oh my god , oh my god , i 'm so fired .
i 'm fired , right ? ''
`` what ?
no !
i do n't have that kind of authority , i 'm just an intern , like you . ''
`` you 're the boss 's daughter , and i was just gossiping about him ! ''
`` step-daughter , and i get it .
if i 'd heard rumors like that , i might want to warn other women i work with , too . ''
`` but i do n't even know if they 're true , i 'm so sorry , '' she says miserably .
`` really , it 's ok. and i 'm sorry that i did n't tell you earlier that i 'm his stepdaughter .
i just ... you know , did n't want it to seem like it was the only reason i got the internship .
i mean , i really do work very hard . ''
`` of course you do !
of course .
yes .
i should get back to work , '' constance says , turning to her computer and beginning to type rapidly .
`` ... and now i 'm worried she 's going to keep acting really weird around me , '' i confide to allison over a caesar salad at clyde 's on m street .
`` do you think it 's true ? ''
she whispers , leaning over the table between us .
`` i do n't know ... i mean , maybe he was just a flirt , and it got blown out of proportion , you know ? ''
`` i bet that 's what it is , '' allison says , nodding her head sagely .
`` who knows how stories like that really get started ?
and once they 're out there , you ca n't erase them . ''
`` i hope that 's what it is ... i do n't want to discount some woman 's , or women 's , experience just because it would be inconvenient for me , though , and painful for my mom .
she would be so crushed if it were true . ''
`` i would n't worry about it .
and that girl said they were old stories , right ? ''
`` right . ''
`` and you said he treats your mom well , so i bet they 're just ugly rumors . ''
`` yeah , yeah , '' i reply , pushing the thought of pierce 's alleged misbehavior to the back of my brain .
`` how 's the place you 're staying at george washington ? ''
i ask , knowing she 's taking advantage of a program at the nearby university to give summer interns a low-cost place to stay in an otherwise expensive city .
`` it 's fine .
my roommate 's kinda loud , though .
how 's your new house ? ''
`` it 's so big !
i do n't know why anyone would need that much space .
i mean before my mom and i got there , it was just for two people .
well , three , including the maid . ''
`` there 's a maid ? ! ''
`` there was .
she does n't live there anymore .
oh , and there 's all this flagstone on it , so i thought it was old , but my mom said that pierce had the house built around fifteen years ago .
he must have spent a lot of money to make something so new look worn-in . ''
`` you 're lucky , '' allison says .
`` i know . ''
`` how 's the stepbrother ?
i do n't know if i could live with a dumb jock . ''
`` well , nate 's not dumb .
i 've been in a few classes with him , and he 's really smart .
he was even waitlisted for a lawn room . ''
`` you 're a little defensive of him , '' allison observes , sipping her water .
`` yeah , i guess so .
i do n't know why though .
he 's been playing these weird mind games with me . ''
`` mind games ? ''
she repeats , frowning .
i push a crouton around my plate as i think about how much to tell her .
i have a feeling it 's not the kind of situation she 'd condone , but i also really want to talk to someone about what 's been going on .
`` well , you remember that i used to have a crush on him ? ''
`` yeah , i remember you saying something about it sophomore year . ''
`` i ... i still have a crush on him .
or i think i do ... i do n't know .
i 'm definitely attracted to him , and he 's aware of the fact .
he can be really rude , and then last night , he almost kissed me , but he ... '' `` whoa , what ?
i mean , brynn , he 's your stepbrother . ''
`` i know !
but only for the last few weeks , and- '' `` ok ... but what if you did kiss ?
what then ?
you 'd have to see him every day , because your mom and his dad are married .
and then even if you were n't living together , what about holidays ?
you 'd be cutting the thanksgiving turkey and sitting across from the guy you 'd made out with ... for every thanksgiving . ''
`` ugh , you 're right , '' i reply , dropping my fork and covering my face with my hands .
this is why i did n't want to tell allison-she 'd throw logic in the face of my hormones .
but the truth is , she 's right .
i feel like a bucket of cold water has just been poured over my head .
`` you 're right , '' i repeat .
`` i ca n't believe i even let it get this far . ''

`` brynn , this is going to sound awful , '' pierce begins , and i brace myself .

`` but nate and i had plans to go to lunch , and we got down to the lobby before i realized how rude it was not to invite you along . ''

phew .

for a second i thought he overheard our conversation .

`` oh , that 's so nice , but i actually have lunch plans with my best friend from school , anyway . ''

`` oh i see ... well , enjoy !

there are some great restaurants around here .

we just wanted to let you know you were invited , '' pierce says kindly , though from nate 's frown i 'm guessing that it was more his idea than his son 's .

`` constance , right ? ''

he says , turning to her .

`` yes , that 's right , '' she squeaks .

`` alright , well , we better get going or we 'll be late for our reservation .

see you at home ! ''

pierce says with a wave , and walks off with nate in tow .

huh .

i notice that nate did n't say a single word to me .

i guess he does n't like being the one left wanting for once .

`` why will mr. thornhill see you at home ? ''

constance says , slowly turning her desk chair to face me , a weird expression on her face .

`` um , well , i 'm his stepdaughter .

he just married my mom . ''

constance gasps and buries her face in her hands .

`` oh my god , oh my god , i 'm so fired .

i 'm fired , right ? ''

`` what ?

no !

i do n't have that kind of authority , i 'm just an intern , like you . ''

`` you 're the boss 's daughter , and i was just gossiping about him ! ''

`` step-daughter , and i get it .

if i 'd heard rumors like that , i might want to warn other women i work with , too . ''

`` but i do n't even know if they 're true , i 'm so sorry , '' she says miserably .

`` really , it 's ok. and i 'm sorry that i did n't tell you earlier that i 'm his stepdaughter .

i just ... you know , did n't want it to seem like it was the only reason i got the internship .

i mean , i really do work very hard . ''

`` of course you do !

of course .

yes .

i should get back to work , '' constance says , turning to her computer and beginning to type rapidly .

`` ... and now i 'm worried she 's going to keep acting really weird around me , '' i confide to allison over a caesar salad at clyde 's on m street .

`` do you think it 's true ? ''

she whispers , leaning over the table between us .

`` i do n't know ... i mean , maybe he was just a flirt , and it got blown out of proportion , you know ? ''

`` i bet that 's what it is , '' allison says , nodding her head sagely .

`` who knows how stories like that really get started ?

and once they 're out there , you ca n't erase them . ''

`` i hope that 's what it is ... i do n't want to discount some woman 's , or women 's , experience just because it would be inconvenient for me , though , and painful for my mom .

she would be so crushed if it were true . ''

`` i would n't worry about it .

and that girl said they were old stories , right ? ''

`` right . ''

`` and you said he treats your mom well , so i bet they 're just ugly rumors . ''

`` yeah , yeah , '' i reply , pushing the thought of pierce 's alleged misbehavior to the back of my brain .

`` how 's the place you 're staying at george washington ? ''

i ask , knowing she 's taking advantage of a program at the nearby university to give summer interns a low-cost place to stay in an otherwise expensive city .

`` it 's fine .

my roommate 's kinda loud , though .

how 's your new house ? ''

`` it 's so big !

i do n't know why anyone would need that much space .

i mean before my mom and i got there , it was just for two people .

well , three , including the maid . ''

`` there 's a maid ? ! ''

`` there was .

she does n't live there anymore .

oh , and there 's all this flagstone on it , so i thought it was old , but my mom said that pierce had the house built around fifteen years ago .

he must have spent a lot of money to make something so new look worn-in . ''

`` you 're lucky , '' allison says .

`` i know . ''

`` how 's the stepbrother ?

i do n't know if i could live with a dumb jock . ''

`` well , nate 's not dumb .

i 've been in a few classes with him , and he 's really smart .

he was even waitlisted for a lawn room . ''

`` you 're a little defensive of him , '' allison observes , sipping her water .

`` yeah , i guess so .

i do n't know why though .

he 's been playing these weird mind games with me . ''

`` mind games ? ''

she repeats , frowning .

i push a crouton around my plate as i think about how much to tell her .

i have a feeling it 's not the kind of situation she 'd condone , but i also really want to talk to someone about what 's been going on .

`` well , you remember that i used to have a crush on him ? ''

`` yeah , i remember you saying something about it sophomore year . ''

`` i ... i still have a crush on him .

or i think i do ... i do n't know .

i 'm definitely attracted to him , and he 's aware of the fact .

he can be really rude , and then last night , he almost kissed me , but he ... '' `` whoa , what ?

i mean , brynn , he 's your stepbrother . ''

`` i know !

but only for the last few weeks , and- '' `` ok ... but what if you did kiss ?

what then ?

you 'd have to see him every day , because your mom and his dad are married .

and then even if you were n't living together , what about holidays ?

you 'd be cutting the thanksgiving turkey and sitting across from the guy you 'd made out with ... for every thanksgiving . ''

`` ugh , you 're right , '' i reply , dropping my fork and covering my face with my hands .

this is why i did n't want to tell allison-she 'd throw logic in the face of my hormones .

but the truth is , she 's right .

i feel like a bucket of cold water has just been poured over my head .

`` you 're right , '' i repeat .

`` i ca n't believe i even let it get this far . ''