Publicity

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•Luna•

I woke to my phone ringing. Which means I have to get up from my amazing sleep. I check the caller ID to see my managers name. Holly, She's been with me since day one she's a bit strict with me but always says "I won't be doing this If it wasn't good for you".

I answer to call. "Hello?" I say with my morning voice. I hear her chewing her gum. I swear I think she has 50 packets of gum in her office.

"Luna fucking Alvarez why the hell did you not answer my texts messages" she says as I hear her typing on her computer.

"I just woke up holly, I'm so sorry" I say knowing I fucked up when she has to call me just to get my attention.

"It's fine. But anyways we have a meeting to attend at 12:00 of the afternoon at my office okay this is really important and I don't want you to be late." She says in a stern voice.

"What is the meeting for? Holly if it's for that one ad you've been telling me to do I'm not going to do the commercial okay!" I say. one thing in my life I'm never gonna do is be in a commercial for a foot cream company.

why would anyone.

"No no no! Luna this is important it's a meeting for a publicity stunt that a celebrity's management have been planning. And they requested a meeting with us and their Client." She says in a serious voice I've never heard her use on me.

"Well what kind of stunt? Have they told you? And who's the 'client''" I asked.

"I don't know much Luna. But I have to go I have a call coming in bye Luna and please don't forget 12:00 in the afternoon don't. Be. Late!" She say hanging up.

I've never done a publicly stunt. It's never crossed my mind. I know other people who've done it but I never thought I'd be asked.

I quickly head to the shower considering I have an hour to be there.

After my shower I do some glam since I felt like doing a full face today. Straightening my hair doesn't take long considering my hair is in the middle of straight and wavy.

I go to my closet and pull out some leather cargo pants and a brown turtleneck crop top, a leather jacket to get with it. Both fake leather obviously.

I make my way down stairs and let pho my Doberman out to the backyard to use the restroom. I quickly put her food outside and start heading to the door.

As a open the door I see someone I absolutely don't want to fucking see. My amazing cheater of an ex. Note the sarcasm.

"What the fuck do you want luke?" I say locking the door.

"Well I came to see you obviously. I want to talk! I'm so sorry for sleeping with-" I cut him off.

"Look Luke. What you did was so fucked up. You know it and I know it. I don't want to fucking talk to you or do anything that has you in the picture so leave. Me. Alone" I say walking to my car. I can't help to notice that my gate is still closed. I changed the code the week we broke up.

"Luke how the fuck did you get in? I changed my code?" I look at him and notice that his sweater has a rip. I can't with this freak.