It was Friday. And Michael said he would tell me if I made it into the business to work with him.
Instead of being a client I actually get to be his first manager. We talked about it a lot yesterday. We had a deal. If I was good il be is first manger but if I'm bad, then I don't get to. Well will find out today.
I went down stairs to make breakfast. Then all of a sudden I saw the mail man drive pass my window. I put my coffee down and ran outside in my robe.
"Here ya go ma'am, this is for you!" He said giving it to me.
"Thank you." I rushed inside and opened the one that read "for Bianca Lewis" and started to read it.
The note:
Congratulations! You have made it into Michaels Music Business! You are now one of his first in 3 years, manager. See Michael Jackson the owner of the business today at 6 pm, thank you!
I closed the letter and started jumping up and down. I was so excited that I drank my coffee forgetting it was hot and burnt my tounge really bad. Damn.
--------------------6 pm--------------------
***Michael's POV**
Thank god it's 6. I get to see Bianca. She has an amazing voice! She can hit those whistle notes just right. I thought she was actually a singer that I've never heard of before. She's better then all of my clients combined.
And she's beautiful. Like her brown curls, with her caramel skin, and her teeth are straight and white. She's perfect. But remember mike, your not making love with the clients you trying to help them make music.
We're going have to see how things go. If I like her a lot I'll ask her out, but if we don't have anything in common, then never mind.
--------------Michael's work---------------
{{{Bianca's POV}}}
"Hey, I was supposed to be here at six?" I said smiling walking up.
"Yeah! I just wanted to congratulate you. Your amazing Bianca. Like you have a voice any one would dream of,"
I feel like I'm going to start flirting next.
"Aw why thank you." I felt myself blush
as I looked at my heels.
"So I was wandering if you wanted to go on a, uh ya know, a congratulations dinner? Or something?" I felt so shy. I need to contain myself better.
"Sure. That would be fun!" I said walking as I grabbed my arm and attach it to my other arm. Dang I can't believe Michael would ask me out! But Bianca it's just a congratulations dinner. For two. Stop it Bianca your not here to make love with the manager your here to work with the manager.
"So my car?" He said smiling with his handsome smile.
"Why not?" I said laughing as we starting waking side by side out the double doors.
I hope this will be a fun night.....
Authors note:
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Love And The Music
Non-FictionBianca Lewis has always loved music since the day she was born. She sang, dance and made her own music at a young age. She's now 19 and lives on her own. She wants to make her own music business, but wants to learn how to run one. She joins the musi...
