The Elite

Part Three

After we left the club we decided to go to a bar that was for sure to be popping so we could celebrate my future success. We all decided to go to this bar on 105th called "Misfits" cause they still had $3 shots after 12:00a.m.  We didn't leave until 5 am. Needless to say everybody called off for work but me. I went home and went to sleep until I had to go to work. Like Momma says, I'm all work, no time for a man at all. I never held that much of an interest in the opposite sex and no I'm not gay. Far from it actually. My brother just taught me that it's more to life than boys growing up. That's why I only had about 2-3 boyfriends growing up and I'm still a virgin. I know y'all think I'm lying but I'm dead ass! In school all I did was my work and focus on getting a job to support my music career. Most boys loved that about me until it was time to get down to business. Especially now in my 20's, that's all men care about. That's why I leave them alone all together. When the right one comes along I will know.

8:30 a.m. Finally came around and it was time to get ready for work. I work at a call center so I can pretty much wear whatever I want. I was still tired from both clubs and hung over so I didn't feel like getting dressed up. I threw on this black and grey Pink jump suit with a pair of all white shell toes and threw my hair up into a messy bun. I grabbed a pair of black glasses and threw my car keys, iPhone 6s and headphones in my current work purse which already had my work ID and some money for gas, food, and emergencies but decided to throw my wallet in there too. I brushed my teeth and grabbed a granola bar before heading out the door and getting into my car.

I was driving on my way to work and had to stop to get some gas. As I pumped my gas I checked my Facebook and Instagram to see if I would see anything about my performance. Which reminded me that I needed to still call Carden Camels. "Fuck! It's already 8:45!" I said to myself. I hurried up and finished pumping my gas and got back in the car. I checked my surroundings to make sure there wasn't any cops around as I was both driving and looking for my wallet in my bag. Thank God, I remembered to bring it. As I approached a red light I grabbed Carden Camels' card out my wallet and dialed  the number on the card. The phone was constantly ringing as I was rushing trying to get to work on time and be able to speak to Carden Camels. A lady finally answered the phone as I was pulling up to my job. "Diamond Records Entertainment, how can I help you?"

"Yes, my name is Enyah Lanxton, could you connect me to Carden Camels' desk please?" I asked nicely. "Please hold, I'll connect you." She said as some music started playing. I looked at my phone and saw that it was 9:05 already. I had 10 minutes to get all the way up to the 6th floor, clock in, and get to my desk while trying to get Carden Camels on the phone. The moment I had finally got to the computer to clock in I had finally got another receptionist on the phone. My job is so weird when it comes to phones that we can't be on the phone at all while we're clocking in or within 30 minutes of clocking in but we can use our phones during down time. Why? I have no clue. I stepped to the side as I heard the receptionist on the phone. "Carden Camels' Desk: Olivia speaking." "Hello, my name is Enyah Lanxton, is Mr. Camels in?"

"He's in a meeting, I'll have to take a message."

"OK, well can you tell him that this is Enyah Lanxton from Club Ultimate last night..."

"Oh you're one of those..." She laughed. "Ms. Lanxton I'm sure he'll call you in a few days." Oh, this bitch got me fucked up but I refuse to let her get me out of character and ruin my chances at stardom. "Ma'am, you have me confused with someone else..." I started. "I am Enyah Lanxton , I was a performer at Club Ultimate last night, I'm an singer and Mr. Camels..."

"Mr. Camels is in a very important meeting right now Ms. Lanxton and I will assure you that he will get back with you as soon as possible."

"Well can I leave you my number?"