Going Nowhere

Manager

The next day I woke up to my phone ringing.
It was a number I didn't recognize.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Good morning Miss Andrews! This is Becky Chandler! I got a call from Savannah Bynes (our director) saying you don't have a manager, but you're starring in a soon to be hit show on Fox?" The peppy woman on the phone spouted.
"Um, yes all of that is true." I replied. My voice barely leaving my throat. My eyes were still shut.
"Okay well a lot of Savannah's finds have come to me on their rise to fame. I was just looking through your portfolio this morning. And if you are looking I would be delighted to be your manager Millie. I think you really have potential."
My phone started beeping in the middle of her monologue.
"Uhm, yeah, I'm getting another call, but I will definitely look into you, thank you." I told her.
"Okay well have a wonderful day. Good bye!" I answered the other line.
"Hello?"
"Millie?" It was my manager.
"Yes! Chase hey! What's up? Am I late? I thought my shift wasn't till tonight?" I sat up in my bed.
"Yeah, well actually your shift was last night." He said. My heart stopped and so did my breathing. "So you don't have to worry about working tonight!"
"I-"
"Or really ever again. You're fired, Millie. I'm sorry. But I heard you got that part in that show so that's great!" He said.
"Yeah, we don't get paid until it airs." I told him.
"Oh, well good luck with everything. Bye." And with that he hung up.
I dropped my hand down and stared at my phone. After a couple minutes I picked it back up and dialed. I held it to my ear and listened to the ringing.
"Hello? Millie?"
"Be my manager. Please."