Chapter 2: The Meeting…

At promptly 8 o'clock, the meeting began. We were all asked to take a seat. Chad and Portlyn stole one last evil look at us, and Zora was able to nail them both in the face with cold turkey one last time before a hush fell across the group. I was so busy laughing at Chad, disgusted and angry, pull the meat off his face that I did not notice everyone staring at me. I looked at Zora, who looked slightly amused, but I could not tell why. I accredited it to her meat victory and giggled again. It was only when I saw Zora stare at me deeper that I looked at Twani. She scoffed and nodded her head toward the head of the Studio. Oh great, I was fired for sure.

"Thank you for joining us on planet Earth, Ms. Munroe." Mr. Condor said, irritated.

Chad chucked and I felt my face turn red as I bit my lip. "Sorry Mr. Condor." I mumbled. He sighed and turned to the rest of the group. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Chad looking at me with puppy dog eyes. I turned away quickly.

"As you probably have guessed, the economy is having some – err—monetary issues. Since the economy is having problems…Condor Studios –is-- as well. We have tried saving money on costumes. Falls, sorry but you actually didn't get new uniforms; we just sent them to a different cleaner. (Chad's mouth dropped near the floor and Portlyn nearly threw up. Twani tried to suppress her laughter and Zora almost fell out of her seat.) So Random! you have actually been using costumes from past shows. Some were even borrowed from other shows. (at this, Twani looked like she had just seen the dead. It was Portlyn's turn to giggle.) We have tried cutting members. The cooks didn't quit; we had to fire them and get new ones who didn't charge as much. (One of the assistants from the cooking show put his fist in his hand. Oookkkk) We even tried promoting the shows more! (that explains why I had three interviews in the past two weeks and why Twani had four! Believe me, did I catch hell for that!) Please believe me when I say we tried everything we could. (Mr. Condor actually seemed to be pleading now. He actually seemed sorry, too.) There is nothing more we could do. You know, I built this company from the ground up. I really did. It was the best thing I could ever have done with my life. (Oh no…I feel the your all fired speech coming…!) I've had so much fun with you all for the past five years, but—"

" I WILL NOT GET FIRED!" Chad screamed, standing up and interrupting Mr. Condor and pulling him out of his trance.

"What?" Mr. Condor said, looking dazed and confused.

"You are going to fire us all, aren't you?" Chad said, angry.

"What?" Condor repeated, as if this were preposterous.

"You can fire that creepy air vent girl, that crazy blonde girl, and those stupid boys from So Random! You can even fire Portlyn or Chloe. Probably Chloe, sorry girl, but you can NOT fire Chad Dylan Cooper!!!!!! My agents will be on—"

"Mr. Cooper SIT DOWN!" Mr. Condor screamed.

Chad sat down and Zora threw more meat at him. Then, Portlyn hit him in the arm.

"Why can't you get fired?" Twani whispered in my ear, causing me to jump. I glared at her and she raised her eyebrows. I quickly turned back to Mr. Condor.

So yesss…. I should be updating CDC on Tyra but when I was brainstorming ideas for that, this came up! And I just had to write it! So I hope you like it cause I do! Lol RXR! : - )