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I turned off my music on my phone and sighed, and stared up at the ceiling. I could hear the upstairs people screaming about how much they hated each other even though they would be fucking tonight.
But I got up and washed up like everyday, leaving my hair down and putting on rip jeans with a white tank top and converse. Shades were because it's sunny in New York today but 74 degrees.
I went downstairs in my terrible Brooklyn apartment to my car and drove away to work. I was not the definitely not glamour. I work as a fashion journalist with no personal life. My family taught me to not to have any friends because my only friends were family. I have many associates though.
I got to work and it was busy since we were preparing for next months issue. My office was pretty small with no way to see in but a small window in my door. I closed the door but it was opened again by my assistant Danielle. She had coffee.
"Good morning Monica, nothing heavy today but the editor wants you to interview Luke today."
"Luke..."
"Luke James, ma'am."
I made a face. "I'm sorry who?"
Dani laughed a bit. "Luke James. I Want You. Johnny Gill in the New Edition story. The finest man alive!"
"Well I'll research him. Email where the interview will take place."
She left out and I started on researching him. I found a lot such as his relationship with Jessie J and his singing career. I even took time to listen to him sing I Want You which sent chills through me. It was absolutely amazing. Really. Then I read the slight summary of the New Edition plot. On top of that some fine picture of him on stage.
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With all I got I made a nice list of questions.
Dani emailed me his address and number. I left work.
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I kicked at his door. Clawed, knocked, everything to get him to open.
"OPEN THE—"
"Damn why you—" he stopped, looking me up and down. "Oh you're Monica. You're from Essence. I'm sorry I look...a mess. This is my only break time."
I sighed. "It's fine. I broke a nail banging at your door."
"I'll pay for you to get them done again. Come in though."
I walked inside his brownstone seeing a really nice place. Brown hardwood floors and gorgeous furniture. I sat on the soft couch with him beside me.
"So," I said, pulling out my phone and starting a voice memo and then pulled out my notebook. "Let's start"
