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of what was being said and walked
into Lacey’s office
    “Ryan
I don’t give a shit what your fucking problem is, I am sick and tired of this
shit. I don’t have time to find you a personal assistant. You need to schedule
your own shit and remember where you need to be, when and return your own damn
calls. I am not a maid. I make sure that your name stays out of the headlines
unless it’s positive. Not to fetch you Kale smoothies for lunch.” Lacey says
into the phone “Listen I have to go I brought Em to work today and I need to
see what she has for me” She hangs up the phone and turns my way
    “Um.
I found some stuff on Sarah Smith that you might want to check out.” I say
walking in, pretending not to have heard her conversation with Ryan.
    “That
girl, we gave her one last chance to pull her shit together. Heather is going
to be pissed but we are going to have to drop her. Which doesn’t totally suck
because I think her agent is dropping her too, I am going to call and find out
and then you can come with me when I deliver the news.
    An
hour later we are pulling up to a huge mansion. “This is going to be good”
Lacey says pulling my hand with her. As soon as we get to the gate, she punches
in a series of numbers and the doors open. We walk up the huge cement stair
case and walk through the open French doors. “Sarah” Lacey calls out, “it’s
Lacey we need to talk.”
    A
tall woman stick thin with blonde hair tied up in a bun comes walking towards
the front door. As soon as she sees lacey, I think she knows that she is in
trouble. “What are you doing here?” She’s hung over.
    “I’m
here to let you know that we have decided to drop you as a client. You might want
to get your shit together because you were all over the internet this morning.
TMZ did a huge story about your use of drugs and Erica over at the agency has
decided to let you go as well. This isn’t good for you Sarah, and if you like
what you do you really need to pull it together.”
    Lacey
stops talking and looks at the girl in front of her. Sarah doesn’t say a thing.
She’s just staring at Lacey like she has two heads. Lacey shakes her head and
says; “well I thought I would come and tell you in person, we really tried to
make this work, but we don’t have time to babysit you and clean up your shit if
you don’t have the energy to keep your nose clean. I highly suggest rehab
Sarah.”
    With
that Lacey pulls my hand and we walk back out the way we came in.
    Lacey
isn’t a bitch, not by any means. She’s actually really sweet. But she has this
‘no bull shit’ attitude which causes her to come off that way. I think she felt
bad about having to cut Sarah. I don’t know that she likes the whole “tough
love” aspect of her job, but it needed to be done...  I take a look back
through the doors and Sarah is still standing there, looking at us she hadn’t
moved a muscle.
    “Is
she in shock” I ask Lacey turning towards the car
    “No”
Lacey shakes her head annoyed “She’s high as a fucking kite, I wouldn’t be
surprised if she ends up dead before the end of the year.”
    And
for the first time I realize that Lacey’s job isn’t as easy as I once thought
it was.

Chapter 9
    Ryan
was at the house when Lacey and I got back. We walked inside and Lacey headed
outback to see what he and Jason were up to. I told Lacey I was going to jump
into the shower, and I would head out when I was done.
             
I turned on my stereo in the bathroom and took a nice cool shower. That’s the
thing about living in California, even with the AC on, you always feel sticky
and gross. The humidity is insane, and it doesn’t rain often. It kind of sucks.
    As
soon as I dry off, I decide to put on a cute little maxi dress, with my bikini
on under it. I might go swimming after we eat, and I would wear anything that
would make me feel cooler at this point.
    I
toss on a little mascara and put my hair into a pony tail and head out