Star Struck

49 2 0
                                    

We boarded the jet and she graded papers. I loved her expressions while she did. She would smile, laugh, say yes with a prideful look in her eyes, and at least once I think she snorted.
                    
A: Hey, what is so funny?
C: Their assignment was to write an entertainment piece. Some of these stories are really good.  This is a late assignment.  Come here, read this. I think they are trying to butter me up.

This student had wrote

Roses are red
My toes have goo,
I hate to get out of bed,
but Ms. Charlotte I love you.
                    
A: Should I be worried? Already writing you poems at a young age.

She laughs

C: You have quite a few years on him.

We both laugh.  She loves her job. I can see that.

A: I understand now.
C: Thank you.
A: I held her the rest of the flight.

We landed and got off of the plane.

We went straight to the hotel and then went on to the concert.

She stood in the wing. I loved seeing her as I performed.

My last song I pulled her in to sing feeling Whitney.  Come on princess I know you know it.  She turned red, but came out and sang with me.  I knew she was an eminem fan.  I worked it out so he would come out and we could do our new release. We worked out a skit.  She didn't know about it.  When he came on stage he handed her a rose.  Her mouth was wide open. 
E: Who is this beautiful woman?
A: That is my girlfriend  Charlotte.
E: She is dating mother fucking Post Malone, but she is star stuck by me. 

I laughed at him.
A: Come here princess. 

She sat in my lap and smiled as she mouthed to me. That's Eminem.  I laughed harder.
A: Baby who are you dating?
C:You Austin.
A: Who did you just sing with?
C:Post Malone.
E: Who's music do you like better?
C: Your music got me through my teen years alive and without a record.  I listen to more Post now though.
I laughed so did he. The stadium was a roar of laughter. 
E:Did you just call me old?

She turned red and smiled.
A: Would you date Marshal?
C:No. he isn't my type.
E: That one hurt. Give me back my rose.
She handed it to him. 
A:Pat order her a dozen roses. I say into the mic and he nods his head.

Unexpected GiftWhere stories live. Discover now