Studio Story

Chapter 1

A/N- Let's just start. Yeah?
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Danielle

I took a breath of air. I was so nervous. My hands were starting to sweat not that they do very often. Only when I'm nervous. I put some "Mad about you." On them from Bath and body works. I took a last look in the mirror in the hallway of the big house. I admired how my Long brown hair flowed down the back of my  Purple/Velvet dress that went right over top of my knees. Then, my black heals complemented it all. I looked great. some would even day perfect..but I was still nervous.

I finally began walking down the hall. I followed down the straight hallway then took a turn. I was begging to turn The knob on the door but a middle age man in black and white opened it for me instead. I was assuming he was a butler. I gave him a smile of greetings. he then scurried off into a corner. Now I felt my stomach dropping. I need to get myself together.

I walked to the middle of the room. All eyes were on me. I examined the three guys On the couch. One I reconized as the famous rapper, "Zell" I smirked a little. because I then started thinking about my favorite song by him. The other two guys I did not reconize. "Yo, This is you're new manager." said the brown skinned one to the left of Zell

"Yoo, She fine as fuck!" The one to the right said.

The one to the left licked his lips,"I'm sorry ma, but I would love to take you out some time." He put at least two whole stacks of 100 dollar bills on the table in front of me.

I scrunched my face up in a Is this dude serious? look. The guy to the right then pulled 3 stacks of 100's out of his pocket. which made me turn my head to him and cock my head to the side an inch. "Let a real man take care of you babe." he said placing that money on the table. Wow, this is ridiculous.

I then saw Zell smirk and chuckle then look at both of the guys.

after a few seconds he turned back around with a duffle bag. Jesus Christ.
He then opened the bag and scammed over it. So did I. it was 20's, 10's, 50's 100's and everything in that bag. all secured by rubber bands in their proper category. he then zipped it back up and placed it on the table with the other stacks of money. " I cant--" He cut me off " Nah, take all of it." He said leaning back. "What about the--" He did it again. "I'll pay them back." Now I was just...I don't know how would you feel right now?
I was just shocked and confused.

"Ard, now yall niggas Get out." He motioned his head to the door. "Nigga how you gon smash without us you dirty biitch!" The brown skinned one said with a fake sad face on.
zell gave this nigga the weirdest look ever. "Nigga..Getcho ass out, weird ass nigga." he said Laughing. They then both exited. But all you could hear in the hallway was. "BITCH BETTER HAVE MY MONAAAAYYY." This made me laugh a bit but I had to keep it Crispy and clean.

He smiled at me. "Sit down ma." I sat down on the other half of the couch. Comfterable. I returned the smile. We then began talking about business. Nothing else exempt some things about his past and child hood nothing too personal.

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The interview went well and I got the job. After all that money they just gave me I would have hired me too.
I was assisted out the house. I went to my car and put the money in the trunk. El chapo jr. I laughed. Sad that I laugh at my own jokes I know. I got in the front seat of the car. I started driving home. Finally, Netflix.

**Just a intro chapter for starters. More to come. And longer ofc. Anways bye 21 savage is on.🤘⚬❤🤗🖑