i walk out the bathroom to see Derek right out side the door looking at his camera cracking up.
"and what is so funny?" i say smirking.
"you" he shows me the pictures he captured of me slapping Michael. damn, that looked like like it hurt.
we both look at each other and laugh.
"well we're done for today,ill call you and let you know when i need you." i say walking out the door.
"you can call me anytime." i looked back at him and he winked at me.
i kept walking. was he flirting with me? One man at a time Shane!
i get in my car and pull the itinerary out of my purse. hmmm so next they have one more performance here and....THEN THEY'RE LEAVING FOR LA???
i pull my cell out and call Dan.
"hello?"
"hey Shane"
"Dan i have his itinerary sheet and they're leaving in the next 3 days to LA"
"yeah...and?"
"what do you mean and? how am i suppose to get in good with him if hes leaving every few days?"
"Shane... hes a touring pop star, i thought you knew this already, i thought you planned for this. the way i see it you have to get in good enough with him within these next three days to where he wants to take you with him on his tour."
"how am i suppose to do that?"
"you'll figure it out" *click*
he just hung up on me. ugh, i need Nia. i text her and tell her to come to my house later.
later that night Nia comes over and tries to give me some pep talk.
"girl all you have to do is play with his emotions and use some sex appeal."
"i don't have sex appeal Nia"
"Stella needs to get her groove back."
"i never had a damn groove, that's the problem!"
"you're just using your womanly instinct. if you cant find it in you to be a little sexy then you don't need this job. either you do it and get the job done or you get fired." she looks at me matter- of-factly. shes right.
"fine, i guess all i do now is wait for him to--" my cell rings and me and Nia look at each other.
"answer it girl!" i run to get my phone.
"talk sexy too!" she yells.
i put my finger to my lip to tell her to hush. i answer the call.
"hel..hell..hello" i stammer.
"Hi, is this Shanelle?"
i knew it was Michael by the way his soft voice traveled through the phone. Nia kept giving me signals to talk sexier.
"hello?" i ran upstairs to my room.
"hey Michael, its me." i said out of breath.
"you okay girl?"
"yeah I'm fine, anyway i see you finally called."
"of course i did. i cant stop thinking about you......my face still stings." we both laugh.
"i want to invite you to my suite for dinner tomorrow."
"sure." i think he can feel me smile over the phone.
