part 3

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*Riley*

I sat stationary in my room. I could see a layer of dust on the white window seat. I looked at the walls. All white, imagineing how sick I could make this room look. I was in a daze thinking about my new space when my phone rang. Caller ID read: Kevin.

Me: H-

Kevin: Don't speak! Just listen! I have a great gig for you this Sunday!

Kevin's my manager.

Me: A concert? Really?

Kevin: No. Not that kinda gig! I'm talking about red carpet interviews at the MTV VMA's!

Me: Me? Why would they ask me to do this?

Kevin: Well one of the MTV VJ's is sick! So they needed someone to fill in on short notice! And of course look who saves the day! Moi!

Me: Okay great! ...but one problem... Sunday's in a few days and I need a dress.

Kevin: Oh Ri you are SOOO niave! It comes with the deal!

Me: Seriously? That's awesome! Well thanks Kev!

Kevin: I'll be over tomorow evening to come and get you to pick out a dress!

Me: Wait... so does this mean I have to fly back to LA?

Kevin: Unfortunatly yes. But come on hun! Traveling comes with being a star!

Me: Okay I guess your right. So your picking me up tomorow evening to go fly to LA?

Kevin: No silly! I'm in LA right now! I'm picking you up from LAX tomorow evening!

Me: (sigh) Okay! I'll be there! I'll call you tomorow! Thanks for the gig.

Kevin: Anytime Ri!

This is kind of amazing and kind of bad. Like I can't believe I get a second chance! And I get to wear designer clothes and talk to celebrities! ..AGAIN! This is gonna be sick! But then there's the bad side. I have to convince my mom to let me fly back to LA and stay there for a few days!

Crossing my fingers!

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