Me, Myself, and I (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 8 Finally Getting Started

Tuesday, June 27, 2006 at 9:30 a.m.

Ray Ray

        I was still in bed thinking about last night. I know it wasn't a date, but it felt like it, unless it was just his generosity. He had me blushing the whole night. I couldn't lie it felt like a fantasy with him. I have never felt like that with a guy (i. e. James and Prodigy). Even though Kye has treated me great so far, I still didn't want to catch feelings for him too soon.

        I checked my phone and saw it was 9:34. They stop serving breakfast at 10:30, but I wasn't ready to get out of bed until I wanted to leave to go find a job. I didn't want to catch the bus today. I was going to walk around the downtown area and see if anyone was hiring. Hopefully I'll get some luck. I got up out the bed and did my usual routine. I got dressed, grabbed what I needed and went downstairs to breakfast. I didn't see Kye down here. I'm guessing he went to work.

        After I finished breakfast I went outside and started walking around. It was beautiful down here. The restaurants, shops, buildings,  everything. So far I've only seen two places hiring, but I wasn't qualified. Too bad jobs can't be handed out easily.

        "What?! What do you mean you got arrested for cocaine?" I heard a guy at one of the restaurants I was passing by talking on the phone. He was sitting outside on the balcony.  I was still walking, but trying to listen at the same time. "Terra, are you kidding me? I just got drafted and NFL Preseason is starting soon. This is not the time for all this bullshit." He, of course, is a football player. I tried to get a good look at him, but his back was turned. "Well Terra, all I have to say is good luck trying to get off. I'll just find another person. You're fired. Goodbye." He hung up in Terra's face and sat there with a bothered look. "How am I going to find a publicist now?" I heard him say. I got a little cheery on the inside but it's not like he would hire me right here.

        I started walking again until I heard shouting behind me. "Hey! Hey! Wait up!" I looked behing me and it was the guy who was talking on the phone to Terra. He stopped right in front of me to catch his breath. "Hi there. How are you?" he smiled. He was dark-skinned, about six feet tall, and a very buff man. Right now I would walk away, but he might offer me what I heard.

        "I'm good. How are you?" I respond.

        "Uh, I'm not doing so well," he sighed and then continued. "You see, I had to fire my last publicist on me and you know, NFL Preseason is starting soon." I nodded. He sounded very nervous and was doing hand motions. "Okay to make this quick can you please be my new publicist? I don't care if your qualified or not, I'm sure you're good but I just need one fast." He got down on his knees, but got up quickly. "My bad. I can't let anyone catch me doing that."

        I was happy on the inside. I wanted to shout to the heavens because it seemed like a job offer just fell out the sky, but I remained calm. "Before I answer that question, who are you?" Just because he doesn't know who I am doesn't mean I don't have to know who he is.

       "I'm sorry, allow me to introduce myself. I am Ronnie Brown, the running back for the Miami Dolphins. Now since you know who I am, please will you be my publicist?" He begged again.

       "First, how much does it pay?" I asked.

       He sighed due to him getting impatient. "It pays $200,000 a year. Take it or leave it."

        "I will definitely take. I will be the best publicist you ever had, not to sound like a kiss up," I smiled.

        "You know, that's exactly what Terra said and look at what happened to her?!" he semi-yelled. "but, I think I'm going to like you uhhh..."

        "Rayan."

        "Ahhhh nice name. Well Rayan here's my information," he said writing down his info and giving it to me. "And can you start Friday? That's when I'll be available since today through Thursday is football practice."

        "I sure can start Friday," I said.

        "Great. I'll see you Friday. Bye Rayan," he said and took off down the street. I look at the information in my hand and realize I finally have a job. I can't believe I finally have a job down here. I couldn't help but to jump around and scream out of excitement. I don't care who was watching I was happy.

        I literally ran back to the hotel. I was out of breath, but I made it to the elevators and went up to my floor. I walked into my room and flopped down on the bed and turned on the television. I was so happy I wanted to call Kye's room, but he's probably not even back yet. But I could tell him the good news later. Right now I was ecstatic  I was finally getting somewhere in Miami. All I needed was living space and transportation and I was good to go.

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TADAAAA!!! Here is the eighth chapter of Me, Myself, and I. I'm sorry if it wasn't the best, but at least Ray finally got a job right? Well, the next chapter should be coming soon. It's 12:55 a.m. where I am so as I always say:

Vote, comment, spread something (anything but STDs), I don't want nobody but you kissin' on my tattoos, and DEUCES!!!