The Word Artist

Two: The Whole Ass

Novermber 18th saturday

A week.

That's how long it's been since I got my money.

The urge to kick down his door like I'm the damn feds is crazy.

I walk into his hotel tracking mud with my shoes. 

It's raining? what do you expect? it's not like I walked in some mud and then came in here on purpose.

I lean on the desk and smile at the new receptionist.

Awww, where's Gloria?

"Howdy miss, how are ya?"

She looks up at me popping her gum. "Fine. what can I help you with?"

I smile and rest my head in my palm. "Oh nothing. I'm just here to see the big man on campus."

She shakes her head at me. "Ma'am this is a place of work."

My eyes widen. "Oh my god really? I thought this was a fancy lookin McDonald."

"Ma'am is there anything you need?"

I hit her desk making her jump and glare at me, I shrug. "Yes actually I would like to see Mr. Ashford."

She rolls her eyes. "Mr. Ashford isn't in today."

I open my mouth to most likely say something sarcastic when I see Mr. Ashford walking with two men in suits behind him.

"Oh," I say looking back at the receptionist. "I guess he just got back."

I walk away from her and towards him. "Mr. Ashford!" I yell. "Long time no see pookie!"

He stops walking, a surprised look comes on his face but he quickly covers it up.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm here for my money. why else would I grace you with my presence?"

He glares at me. "I need you to leave."

I stomp my foot. "No, I am standing my ground."

"Security." he says and the two guys move towards me and my eyes go wide and I yell at him.

"JUST GIVE ME MY MONEY." I purse my lips together. "Just give me my money! yeah. just give me my money."

The two guys grab me and drag me out. "Motherlover! you are such as asshole! no wait, scratch that, you're the whole ass!"

They drop me on the pavement and I glare at them. "I will get you, you...you dumb rock!" I yell as they close the doors on me.

I stand up and dust off my pants ignoring everyone who walks past staring at me like I'm crazy, maybe I am who knows.

I sigh and start walking down the streets. "This is ridiculous. how are he disrespect me?" I walk to the park and sit down on a bench. "How are he? I mean me of all people." I shake my head.

"I'm nice aren't I?" A girl walks pass walking her dog. "I'm nice right?" I ask her and she shakes her head cautiously.

"I mean, I guess."

I smile. "Why thank you."

I pull my laptop out my bag and start typing.

Howdy, folks! How are ya? I've got some fresh gossip for you today on "Drama In The Industry!" Buckle up, because you're not gonna want to miss this.

So, as many of you already know, Gloria Donaldson has just lost her job. 

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