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The Real Deal - Second Chapter
Chapter 2: This is what happens when.. ---- So yesterday we watched like 4 movies, played a few more games, and crashed in the middle of the floor. Did I happen to mention I had work the next day? So, when I got up off the floor I looked at my watch and flipped out. I was going to be late for work!!! I started shouting, and running around trying to get ready. Michael's NOT any easy wake-up but this time he was, "Shh...why are you yelling?," he asks, rolling around on the floor. "I'm going to be late for work!," I say, running in the bathroom. I'm internally crying. I didn't finish my project AND I'm late. I am just PRAYING I don't get fired. "What's that gotta do with me?," he groans, when I come out of the bathroom. "It's your fault! I didn't get to finish my project last night!," I yell. He sits up off of the floor and yawns. I'm finally ready and I grab my briefcase. I speed to work. My boss is right at the door when I walk in, "Ms.Simone, you are 3 minutes late," he says sternly. "Well dam," I mumble. I thought I was going to be later than this. "Excuse me, Ms.Simone?" "Oh nothing. I'm sorry I was late" He frowns. He starts waking away and gestures for me to follow. "As an addition to you being late I hope you have your project or you're fired." "Fired? Mr.Vanderlisse! You can't fire me!," I yell. "Why not? But if you have your project I won't" "Can I bring it tomorrow? I didn't quite finish it.." "There won't be a tomorrow. Come pick up your things tomorrow and your LAST paycheck," he says, closing his office door in my face. "LAST?" ---- "No, Michael. Leave me alone" "I'm sorry. I didn't know this would happen." "I told you I needed to finish my project!," I say, turning away from him. I am STILL internally crying. No job, I don't have my own place anymore. And Michael's being a bug about this whole thing. "Please forgive me," Michael says, trying to hug me. I push him away. It's not fair that he doesn't suffer the consequences. I'm the one that got fired. He's on vacation for 4 more months. See the problem? I guess I could forgive him though.. "Okay fine. I'll take a hug," I say, turning to face him. He smiles before hugging me. I start sobbing loudly, "I got fired," I say, sounding muffled because of his shirt. I feel him shaking. I look up and he's laughing. "Why are you laughing?" "Because..." "Because what?" "Because you don't have to worry about that. It's no big deal. I'll buy you whatever you want. You don't need that crazy job," he smiles. I laugh. "Hahahahaha, Michael stop," I say, wiping my eyes. "You're so funny." "Im serious, J. You don't need that job. I'll give you whatever you want. You're my..." he pauses for a moment. "Best friend." Well, I didn't expect that. Never expect anything from Michael lately. He's acting different. I just don't know what to expect anymore... ---- Well 1992 was a dam good year. TBC
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