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I Work For Him? Part 2

I just want to say thanks to my girl Samone for helping me get some ideas for my new part. She is a really great writer and an awesome and supportive friend. This part is dedicated to her and the king of pop. :)
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Continued..
Mr.Bloomington:Goodmorning Ms.Tate.
Me:Goodmorning Mr.Bloomington. How are you today sir?
Mr.Bloomington:Oh I am fine. I want you to meet someone. You'll be working with him for a few weeks. He's highly known, and fairly rich. So make me happy. I want you to listen to everything he tells you. Understood?
Me:*Nods* Yes sir.
Mr.Bloomington:*Talks on the intercom* You can send Michael in now.
Me:*Thinking* Oh damn. Damn. Damn. DAMN.
Michael:*Walks in* Well Hello there. *Giving me a sly look*
Mr Bloomington:*Stands up* Nice to have you Michael. *Shakes his hand*
Michael:Oh, it's no problem. Thanks for having me.
Mr.Bloomington:Well, Michael. This is Ms.Tate, your assistant. She's one of the best. I'm sure you'll be satisfied. If not...she'll be punished. *smiles*
Michael:*Holds his hand out* Hello. *smiles*
Me:*Shakes his hand* Hi. *Smiles nervously*
Mr.Bloomington:Well, I see you two are acquainted, so off I go. Have a nice day.
Both:You as well.
After he walked out I began to get nervous. What if he brings up what happened outside? Please god please, don't let him.
Michael:So...I'm a curly haired motha fucka huh?
FUCK!
Me:*Laughs nervously* You heard that?
Michael:I hear everything.
Me:I was running late and plus I didn't know you were Michael Jackson...sorry...
Michael:It's alright...
Me:Okay...*Looks around room*
Michael:Welp, go make yourself useful why don't chu.
Me:Excuse me?
Michael:Go get me a mocha latte please. *Smiles*
Me:Yes Mr.Jackson.
Michael:Oh now you say Mr.Jackson. I thought my name was Curly haired motha fucka.
Me:Look Michael...I mean...Mr.Jackson. That was a mistake I was having a bad morning and I was running late for work. I'm sorry.
Michael:*Sighs* I understand...I was driving alittle slow.
Me:A little slow...HA! You were like a turtle on a race track.
Michael:*Looks at me*
Me:*scratches my head* Let me go get that Mocha latte. *Walks out the room fast*
Michael:*giggles and shakes his head*
Me:*mumbles under my breath* Asshole.

To Be Continued...
I hope you all liked this part.
-June

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