I woke up and smiled because I was waking up alone. After the sex, Shannon called her friends and they came to pick her up. I didn�t walk her downstairs, I didn�t give her my number and I didn�t promise to meet up some other time. It was a very non stressful ending to some casual screwing. I just can�t get over how fun and stress free my life is right now. I get to act like a celebrity and I don�t have to deal with all the pains of it. No paparazzi, no gossip pages, no lawsuits just good clean (well, not really) fun for a twenty-four year old kid.
Our day was a calm one. This wasn�t a band concert that we needed to promote. VH1 and Rolling Stone had to worry about publicity issues. They had their own network and magazines, its not like they didn�t have a place to promote. And nothing fascinated the fake ass �legitimate� news people like rock stars. They fall over themselves even though they seem to look down on us celebrities, especially the ones who dare to have an opinion about the world we live in. ABC, NBC, CBS, Fox, Fox News, and CNN they all wanted a piece of someone who performed on stage. So no doing morning radio shows on pop radio stations.
The only responsibility we had for the day was one last run through that should be even quicker and less painful than the first one. Our rehearsal was scheduled for two thirty then we didn�t have to be back until the red carpet time. It was only ten thirty so I don�t know what I�m going to do until two o�clock, which is when we were scheduled to leave for the venue. I wasn�t really looking forward to this thing. I wouldn�t mind seeing a few people that I was friendly with but I couldn�t care less if we performed or not and I didn�t care about the other celebrities. I�m sure there were a few that I would be a little awed by but I�m willing to bet money I could count them on one hand and have a few fingers left over like Mariah Carey. She said she could count the men on one hand and not use all her fingers when it came to the men she had slept with.
There�s no use in trying to defend your name (and virtue) when you dress like you live in the Red Light District. Either put on some clothes or accept the slut label. You can�t have it both ways in this world, fair or not. But I think, if you�re a good girl who isn�t loose, why would you want to look like a whore anyway? Women, I�ll never understand them and why they do the things they do. I�m convinced, they are the ones that make life so much more difficult than it has to be.
I was with two of the male dancers, Jermaine and Rueben, and Carl eating lunch at the ESPN Zone watching a preview show of the upcoming football season.
�It�s all about the Eagles this year man. As much as I hate to say it.� I loved the Bucs and that meant I automatically hated the Philadelphia Eagles but I had to give credit where credit was due. Jermaine laughed,
�All these years of pain and its finally my time baby. We got T.O. and it�s Super Bowl bound baby.� Jermaine was from Philadelphia and it showed. Not necessarily from Philly but from somewhere that requires a lot of attitude. He was hip, good with the ladies and never one to shrink into a crowd. He loved attention and couldn�t get enough of it. My phone rang and I pulled it out of my pocket,
�Hello?� I could barely hear the sound from the other end,
�Wait, I can�t hear you. Let me go somewhere so I can hear you. Hold on.� I motioned to Carl that I was leaving and that he was to stay put. I just don�t think any woman that was eating at the ESPN Zone was going to be concerned with me.
�Ok, hello?� I said as I stood just outside the door.
�Hello? Nick?� I didn�t catch the voice and I was ready to end this. I was tired of the unwelcome phone calls from girls; it was just too outrageous,
�Yeah, who is this?�
�It�s Jill. Remember me from the gala? The bachelor auction?� I had, for the time, forgotten all about that. I had even convinced myself at one point that I would never hear from her.
�Yes, I remember you. How have you been?� It hadn�t been that long but I kind of forgotten what she looked like. I remembered she was very hot and had red hair, but I couldn�t remember anything specific.
�I�ve been great; working but that�s all the time right?� I can�t believe she was calling. It was a charity event. It was about giving money to a good cause not about actually going on a date.
�Yeah, I hear you on that.� There was a moment of silence before she continued,
�So the reason I called. I�m going to be in Vegas over the weekend and I�m calling in my winning bid.� Unreal. At one point women made me so nervous I didn�t know how to react to them but now they were everywhere and they wanted me more than I wanted them.
�Sure, it�s the rules right? When are you going to be here?�
�I arrive tomorrow afternoon.� So now I have twenty four hours to figure out what to do with yet another sophisticated woman. I didn�t know where any really fancy restaurants were in this city�where the great shows were. She spent thousands of dollars on me. I couldn�t take her anywhere I had already been. She deserved more than that on the date.
�That�s great. So what are your plans?�
�I love Vegas. I need a vacation and it�s the perfect time to have that date. Don�t you think?� He smiled,
�Sure, I�ll see you then.� We said they�re goodbyes and I immediately made a phone call.
�Hello?�
�Hi, its Nick. Are you busy?� I wasn�t even thinking when I dialed her number,
�No but even if I were I�d still take your call.� She really knew how to make a man feel good.
�Look, I want to go to a nice restaurant here in Vegas. Do you know of any that are really good?� She had the most class of anyone I know. If she didn�t have any ideas I am lost.
�I just happen to have a favorite restaurant. It�s called Marrakech; it�s Moroccan.� She laughed, �I love my culture.� At that instant I recalled that Sarah was half Moroccan.
�So this place must be very authentic for you to recommend it.�
�Well you know nothing is better than the real thing but it�s great. It has the full effect. I dare you to not want to go to Morocco after you go there.� It was settled. I�m going to take Jill to this place. I want to impress her at least a little.
�How are things going in Vegas?�
�Pretty well. The concert taping is tonight. I saw Brehan last night at a party.� Although our time together was brief.
�I haven�t heard from her since the gala. I think I�ll call her later.�
�How did everything go with the gala? Did you get everything finished?� Considering she didn�t come to Vegas with me when I offered I hope she got a lot of work done.
�Everything went well. I just have a few more loose ends to time up and the gala is history.� I really admire her. Someone so young with so much responsibility,
�You know you're amazing. You do so much and you�re barely out of high school.� She laughed,
�Don�t make me that young. I graduated high school when I was sixteen. And I grew up around fundraisers.� Carl came out and I remembered for the first time since I was outside that I was actually outside. He was probably getting a little antsy. Sarah and I talked for a couple of more minutes before I told her I�d call her the next day.
Chapter 121
Stranger Than Fiction
Stories
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