(9) Bad Press

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A few hours after his mother chewed him out, Bucky went to weight training and practice. As he was getting ready to leave coach came over to him. 

"We need to see you in my office." 

He looked behind him he saw Sam his manager his publicist Scott Lang. Also standing behind was a dark haired woman named Sasha Brown she was the team's publicist. 

"Yes sir." Bucky said in a low tone. 

As he made his way up with Sam and Scott on the elevator. 

"You're not in trouble." Sam said 

"I don't care Sam. Right now I want to take a year off at the end of the season. Get my shit together cause I've made myself look like a total ass to Daria." He said 

"You can't take a year off Buck. That would be career suicide you are one of the top QBs in the league. Look once we get through playoff season next month we will get you the help you need. Until then suck it up." Sam said as the doors opened 

Bucky rolled his eyes. 

They went into coach's office, "Care to explain this?" Coach said 

He was holding up a tabloid that had "Jets QB Bucky Barnes spotted with two girls. An altercation with Model Daria Bailey out side bar." 

"I had a arguement with Ms Bailey. We are old family friends she lived here till she was 12 coach." Bucky said 

"Well your arguement with her and the photos of you and the two girls inside are all over the tabloids." Ms Brown said 

"Scott?" Bucky said 

"This is bad Barnes. I have done what I can to smooth this over but it's hard when they don't know who sent the photos. But me and Ms Brown here are working on it." Scott said 

"Thanks." He said in a low tone. 

Bucky read the papers spread out in front of him. Now he knew how his mother knew about it bright and early. She saw the papers and rushed over to his apartment before practice. 

"Well just so you know, I went home alone I didn't go home with anyone." He said as he stood up and left. 

He went to Daria's place, Mira answered the door. "You..she isn't here. She left a few hours ago." she said 

"Did she say when she would be back?" He said as he dug his hands into his hoodie pocket. 

"No, she said that she had a few modeling jobs lined up and that she didn't know when she would be back in the states." Mira said 

He looked down. "Thanks Mira." He said as he walked away. 


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