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Love Magnets Part 1

Hey this is Alonna, and I've decided to start working on a new story. I'll still be writing the "Me and Michael's Love Story" one, but I'll be working on this one at the same time. This is actually my second time uploading this story because for seem reason I can't see to find the first one, so bear with me lol. I'd like to give shout outs to Mimi, Kelly, Maria, Lexi, Sarah, Caitlyn, Hayden, Breyonna and to any other great writers I may have missed. I love your stories, keep up the good work! This is dedicated to that sweet angel in Heaven, Michael.

Background:

The year is 1990 and I'm 25 years old. My name is Tanya (pronouned taan-ya) and I work as a secretary for Teddy Riley, a music producer. I've been working for him for about 2 1/2 years now, so we have a pretty friendly relationship. Some people call me sassy, but I'm just a realist. If you say something wrong to me, I will let you know it.

Date: July 16, 1990

**I'm in the office, filing my last few papers, before I get to go home in about 15 minutes**

(putting a folder in the drawer)
Me: I've been tired all day girl.
Camille (co-worker): You ain't the only one.
Me: Its just that, Derek has been givin me a hard time again and--
Camille: Oh no, what did he do this time?
(I turn around and face Camille)
Me: What didn't he do is the question! He's a pig at home, we argue constantly, he's not listening to me half the time when I'm talkin' to him, and I think he's got a bad case of home boy syndrome.

*FYI: Home boy syndrome is when a guy hangs out with his friends too much*

Camille: *giggles* Look, I know I've told you this a hundred times, but you gotta let him go!
(I put another folder in the drawer)
Me: Man, I don't know what Imma do with him.
Camille: Kick his a-- to the curb!
Me: *smiles and shakes head*
Camille: You see what James was doin to me and you know what I did? Got rid of him and moved on to better things. And I think--
(I think for a few seconds then turn around)
Me: You know what? I'm done. Finish. I sick of men and their games, and Imma just be single. F-- this sh--.
Camille: No that's not what I'm trying to tell you--
Me: No, no, no, my mind's set now. What do I need a man for? I can do by myself and be just fine.
Camille: Tanya! Girl relax! Let me finish what I was getting to!
Me: Uh uh, I'm done with this whole love thing all together. 
Camille: Tanya!
Me: Camille! I've been through this too---

(the phone by my desk rings)
Me: Much. Hold on.
Camille: *mumbles* Oh my god, the girl has gone crazy...
(I pick up the phone)
Me: Teddy Riley Productions speaking.
Teddy: Tanya, I need your really need your help on somethin', its an emergency. Please.
Me: Wait, what?
Teddy: I know its last minute, but I need you to help me with somethin'.
Me: O-ok what is it?
Teddy: I left an important folder in my office, and I really need you to bring it to the studio for me.
Me: Right now?
Teddy: Yes. Please.
Me: Well, where is it?
Teddy: Go in my office, and in the second drawer from the top, get a folder out that says "Jackson" and bring it to the studio.
Me: *sigh* Ok hold on.

(I run into his office and get the folder then run back to the phone)
Camille: Hey, what happened?
Me: I'll tell you later, but I gotta go.
Camille: Oh, well bye girl.
Me: Bye.
(I pick up the phone)
Me: Ok so I got the folder so...
Teddy: Thank you. Now come down to the studio and give it to me in studio D.
Me: Alright man.
Teddy: Thank you so much.
Me: Yeah alright, see you later.
Teddy: Bye.

(I wave good-bye to Camille, as I race to the elevators. Then I get in my car and drive over to the studio. I get there and use my studio permit to go in studio D)

TO BE CONTINUED...

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