Rich or Famous...Rich Because You Can Buy Fame

Rich or Famous...Rich Because You Can Buy Fame by Deja King

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ass. I’ma personally make sure he gets a copy of that shit so he can choke on it.”
“Yo you crazy!” I laughed.
    “Maybe, but I’m serious. You have no idea all the bullshit I put up with dealing with him and then you should’ve seen how he dumped me. After shit wasn’t jumping off for me, I started to regret doing the fuckin’ video. But after the news you just gave me, I’m back in business.”
    “Yes, you are. I’ll be in touch with all the details so keep yo’ head up.”
“Will do!”
    Before Dior hung up the phone I could hear the fight back in her voice. I could tell she didn’t want to admit it but getting dumped by Sway had left her shook. She had grown dependent on that jet set life with him and it all slipped away in a matter of seconds. But I was going to enjoy playing a major part in helping her dreams come true. It was actually turning out to be a lot more amusing than I thought it would be. Initially I didn’t even think of it as being fun. Part of me wanted to prove to Dior that my money could be as powerful as Sway’s fame in getting her what she wanted and the other part of me wanted to get her in bed since she said that wasn’t a possibility. But what was viewed to me as a game in the beginning was now turning into a challenge of how far I could take this fame thing and would I win at it.
    Dior
     
    So Amazing
     
    When the cab dropped me off in front of the Gramercy Park Hotel, I knew Brittani would be pissed that I was almost thirty minutes late. Luckily we were meeting at the Maialino for lunch, so it wasn’t a doubt in my mind that there had to be a wait. If she was seated it only could’ve happened within the last five to ten minutes.
    “I’m meeting someone,” I said, bypassing the long line and the hostess as I noticed Brittani sitting in a corner table. “Sorry I’m late, sweetie,” I smiled before sitting down.
    “Dior, I’ve known you long enough to know that this is on time for you, plus we only got a table a few minutes ago.”
    “Yeah, I figured that. Everybody is always raving about how great the food is here.”
    “It really is. It’s my new favorite spot. I hope you don’t mind but I already ordered. I know what’s best on the menu. But enough about the food, how are you holding up?”
    “How do you think?” I asked in my most cynical voice. “A couple weeks ago I was in Paris now I can barely afford French fries.”
    “It’s that bad?” Brittani’s mouth was wide open waiting for my reply.
    “Pretty much, so I hope this meal is on you.”
    “You don’t have money for food, Dior? You didn’t save any money while you were with Sway?”
    “Please, the most cash Sway ever put in my hand was to tip people. He covered all my expenses and gave me access to his credit cards. I figured by the time our relationship was over I would be so hot people would pay me to show up to places and do things. But it hasn’t worked out that way.”
    “Even after that video you did with Phenomenon? That’s the number one song and video out right now. I’d think your phone would be blowing up!”
    “Me too! I swear I believe Sway called everybody and their mother after he dumped me letting them know not to fuck with me at all.”
    “Seriously, is dude that petty…wait, I forgot we are talking about Sway.”
    “He’s so foul,” I said, shaking my head.
“So what are you gonna to do? I mean you don’t have anybody that can help you out until you get back on your feet?”
    “No, Sway made sure I cut everybody off when I started dealing with him. I do have something brewing that would put me in the center of shit if it happens. But I’m not sure if it’s legit or not.”
    “What is it?”
    “I don’t want to talk about it because if it don’t happen I’ll be beyond fuckin’ pissed and if it does happen then you’ll know about it like everybody else.”
    “Cool, but again, what are you going to do for money, some more videos?”
    “Hell no! You know

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