![]() | ![]() bio movies quotes pictures contact bug on tv fun stuff links affiliates about emmie | ||
two of heartsby Dani
"That was the guy you saw? He does look familiar," Shannon said as she unlocked the door to our hotel room. The room was nice; it actually resembled a small apartment. Shannon and I shared a room and so did the boys while my Uncle had his own room. I knew the room must be costing him a fortune but he didn't say anything about it. I guessed that maybe his friend was taking care of the room and I was right. My uncle left us a note saying we could order whatever we wanted courtesy of some guy whose name I recognized as his friend.
My uncle didn't get home until late so I wasn't awake when he got home. The next morning I gave him a warm greeting as I joined him for breakfast. He knew it was my day off so he didn't question me as to Tj and Andrew's whereabouts. My guess was that Shannon took them out guy hunting with her.
"Hey, look, I'm going to go see my friend again today, would you like to come? He's a record producer, it'll be fun" My uncle asked me catching me off guard.
"Sure, I'd love to" I answered my mouth full of Frosted Flakes. I ran upstairs after breakfast and threw on white spaghetti strap tank top and baby blue shorts that matched the writing on the short. The shirt I had gotten at Six Flags and had Tweety on it.
After I was done I met my uncle in the lobby and drove over to his friend's office. I looked up at awe in the place as we walked in. the place had high ceilings and nice size windows. In the waiting area were leather couches and chairs. I looked at all the pictures on the walls and saw the same guy in each and figured that he owned the place. The pictures included him with many bands, all with autographs. I guessed that these were his clients and looked over in surprise as I saw the hottie from the beach at the receptionists' desk filling something out.
"Ah, Mr. Barwick, how are you doing today?" asked the receptionist. She looked like she was in her late 30's.
"Fine Bertha, just fine" my uncle answered her.
"That's good to hear. I'll tell Mr. Smith that you're here" the receptionist said smiling handing me a lollipop. I looked down at it gave her a funny look and looked back at my uncle as she talked to Mr. Smith
"Bertha, what a sense of humor, giving a young woman a lollipop" Kevin laughed as she laughed with him.
All the while I noticed the hott guy watching us smiling every now and then.
"How old are you sweetie" the lady asked me pinching my cheeks.
"She's 16, almost 17, in what another 3 months?" my uncle answered for me as I nodded.
"O well then, you shouldn't have that" Bertha said pulling the lollipop out of my hands before I could protest. I was actually looking forward to having the lollipop but changed my mind as she handed me a CD.
"This is a new sampler form one of our newest groups, I thought you'd like that better" Bertha said smiling at me. I thanked her as Mr. Smith called her to tell her to let us up.
I looked back at the guy as we walked over to the elevator noticing he was busy talking to Bertha, but he looked over at me once.
We rode the elevator to the third floor and walked into an immense room with a very large table.
"Ah, Kevin, how nice it is to see you again. Is this Dani? My you've grown into a beautiful young lady," the guy said shaking our hands as I thanked him for his comment. He looked familiar and I realized why. He was an old friend of my uncles, and I had met him before when I was younger.
They talked and I realized why my uncle was there. Mr. Smith needed a partner for his newest project and as he finished giving my uncle all the details (which I tuned out half the time) Bertha came on the intercom announcing his noon appointment had been waiting for half an hour now and was growing reckless. Mr. Smith simply replied telling her to send him up. Shortly there was a knock on the door and the guy from the beach walked in.
"Ah, Mr. Hall, pleasure to see you. This is my new partner, Mr. Kevin Barwick and his niece Danielle" Mr. Smith said introducing us as everyone shook hands.
I then realized which Mr. Hall was sitting next to me now saying hello. It was Bug Hall!
| * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * |