iHeart Vegas
Chapter 2: Meet Freddie
"Aw! come on," Freddie yelled at a tiny TV screen while surrounded by a bunch of guys also yelling in a construction warehouse surrounded by wooden boards.
"Get the ball...GET THE BALL," another guy yelled beside him.
Freddie looked out of the corner of his eye and saw his dad making his way over to them. "Yea get that board! For the job! That we are all doing! We work so hard!" Freddie yelled while the guys dispersed and he tried to distract his dad.
"Freddie, I am getting sick of all this goofing off," Fred Benson stated seriously, "you are supposed to be taking over this business after me but I just don't see that happening."
"Dad, we were just watching the game. We didn't mean any harm," Freddie tried explaining.
"Yea well I just don't think you're cut out for this anymore."
"Dad, what do you mean?"
"I mean you're fired, Freddie."
"What? Dad you can't be serious."
"Oh I am."
"But Dad. I'm your son!" Freddie couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Yea and it's time to cut the cord." Fred Benson walked away leaving a dumbfounded Freddie.
Later that night, Freddie sulked on a bar stool downing another shot while his best friend, Gibby patted him on the shoulder.
"Look man. You're dad's just mad. He'll get over it," Gibby said trying to cheer Freddie up.
"You don't know my dad, Gib. When he says something, he means it."
Freddie buried his face in his palms. "Oh God, what am I gonna do about money?"
"Who cares man! You know what you need," Gibby said standing up. Freddie just stared at him blankly.
"Where is the one place you can go act like a total idiot and chase all your troubles away?" Gibby asked excitedly.
Freddie continued staring at him blankly.
"Let me give you a hint," Gibby said, "It starts with a Las and ends with a VEGAS!"
Freddie smiled and popped out of his seat. "Vegas?" he yelled not quite convinced.
Gibby ripped off his shirt screaming, "VEGAS!"
A/N: Second chapter done! Leave a review!