Chapter 3

A Chapter by Angel Charles

Chapter 3

Dustin's POV

"Ha, well how has my childhood friend been? You know I became a model right? Oh, so much has happened since we parted last, all for the best!" she had a really high pitched voice that was really annoying. She never had that kind of voice before.

Do girls hit puberty twice or something?

I don't even want to know actually.

"I can't believe you of all people though became a millionaire," she exclaimed. Her high pitched voice is hard not to make fun of... But since it's a middle school friend, I will restrain myself here.

"Well, I did keep my promise, I always said I was going to become a billionaire did I not?" I teased her. She laughed like a donkey that was high... Okay, too be completely honest, it was a sexy laugh, but it was too high pitched for my liking.

Do guys now a days like that s**t? High pitched voices? God it irritates me oh so much.

"We all say that, we say we're going to become illionaires when we young, but I believe you are the rare one that kept that promise," she laughed at her own, err, I say she was trying to joke right?

I forced out a joke, making it seem real.

Don't get me wrong, I really love that we can see each-other again, but I can't say I missed ehr sicne I forgot about her, but besides that, it's nice, but the high pitched seems to have that affect on me and it makes me grouchy.

I looked behind her and saw Cliff still standing in the door way, but this time he wasn't clutching his nose, he was rather glaring at Chrissy. I laughed as he got my eye, and chuckled a bit more when he blushed, and turned to hide his face.

"Do you plan to stand there all day Mr. Sean?" I asked him.

"Of course not, I will leaving now," i smiled as he turned towards the door. How can that still have his heart beating. After years of not seeing each other and yet here he is, still some what liking me.

I let out a little chuckle before turning to my work, no doubt, catching Sean's attention.

"Contine on Mr. Cliff, the door is right in front of you," I said with a a bored face. There are I guess, some poeple in this world who need to learn to let go.

Once he was about to open the door to leave, the door clashed open. Oh God, here we go again.

In came a blonde girl,she looked at me, and i looked behind her to see a bit older blonde that seemed to be around my age, and very pregnant.

Here we go again, today seems to be very busy.

"I am not the father, have you had a d.n.a check? Security, get ready," I said in a monotone voice.

"We did have a D.N.A check, and no your not the father, we are not here for you, Cliff is the father," the younger blonde said.

I sighed out a breath of relief. I then chuckled as I realised Cliff has his problems with girls also, he seem to impregnate a lady.

"It seems someone doens't use protection, Chrissy, stay away from Mr. Sean, I do not want to have to pay on his behalf for the child," I laughed as she smacked me, and laughed even more when Cliff glared at me.

"You are having way too much fun with this, isn't this the guy that you... Well, you know," I smirked at Chrissy. It seems I stayed in touch with her... how come I forget about it?

Must be a billionaire thing to forget about friends or something.

"I have someone else on my mind actually," Chrissy said, with an alluring smirk on her face when she looked at me.

"I sure as hell hope it's not me, because if you idn't know, I don't do relationships," I chuckled as she smacked me once again with her purse.

The room seem to quiet as she was speaking to me and she must have noticed this too, as she leaned towards me and whispered into my ear.

"Maybe I can change that, I am you're oldest friend, and I understand you more than most people," I barely understand myself, so how can she understand me?

"Maybe not, you know I have changed all lot since we last met right?" I asked her, out loud, at this she just smirkled as if she already had a plan to get to me to change my mind about my relationship status.

"Anyways, Mr. Sean, if you would be so kind as to leave with your problems, and Chrissy,as nice as this visit was, I'm afraid we're going to have to continue this later, I have a company to run, I am a billionaire, you must realise how busy I can get," I told them in a voice that was serious. I like this voice, it makes me feel like I am a buisness man, rather than a rich playboy. It shows people that I can be both.

"I suppose that is true, I'll call you late Dussy," pet names are so boring. Wait, Chrissy is her pet name I gave her a long time ago...

"Okay, Christina," I said politely. I kept in a chuckle when she arched an eyebrow.

"I'll see you tomorrow at work," Mr. Sean said politely, and left, two blondes folloowing him, and they started to talk about his child and everything once they left the room.

"I hope you know, I was serious. I realise that your only relationship was with a guy, I want you to experience what it is like to be, and stay, with a girl, i hope I can change your mind, rich playboy," she tried again to be alluring but I rolled my eyes.

"Christina, You were always my closest friend, I hope you know that you will always stay my friend, and if you try this, you'll only ruin our raltionship," I told her, a small smirk playing my lips. I see why friends are on the no ist of billionaires, I can understand why now.

"You have commitment issues that's all, and you have got it on with a girl before, so I know that there's apart of you that likes girls more than you like guys," what... does that make me bi? Bisexual... Am I saying that right? Hell, I should get this s**t right, I mean since I am one, maybe I should like... I dunno study this stuff... TO THE INTERNET!

I laughed at my own joke, and heard the door slam shut. Oh, well, she took that laugh as my reply. Good.

I streached.

Finally, alone.

I went and sat back in my seat, streching out as far as I was able to go, and closed my eyes. I think I could, no I think I deserve. wait I know I deserve a good break right now.

I sat back, listening to nothing in particualor, and was drifting off slowly. I really deserve a nap right now.

"-RONE, MR. TYRONE," I jolted awake, and rubbed my eyes, seeing a very disgruntled Gregory Hanson.

"Oh, hey, what's up," I asked him, a yawn escaping for me.

"Mr Tyrone, you are an hour late for your meeting with the Mayor," He said.

Okay, I will be serious this time.

"Oh s**t, I am so sorry, I will be on my wa-" I burst out laughing, casuing Greg to place on hand o his forehead.

"I think the use of the s word got me that time," I said, after settling down.

"Why can't you take anything seriously Dustin?" he asked.

"ALRIGHT! First name bases," I said with a smile. He looked me in the eye, frowing, but his eyes were smiling. He's happy and her knows it, maybe he should clap his hands. Hmm, no high pitched voice, I am good to go, look at that.

"Alright, fine, tell, me since I am an hour late, should I even bother going? Or should I go anyways?" I asked my dear ol'e butler.

"You should definately, go, anyone including the mayor, would be glad to see Mr. Dustin Tyrone," he stated.

"Why do we call them Mayors? I mean seriously, it seems to downgrade them so much!" I told him, he nodded, silently agreeing with me. I stood up, walking over to Gereg, who held out my jacket.

After putting my jacket on, I walked out towards the door, heading to another boring meeting with the Mayor. Nothing but business ever happens there, it's boring.

So maybe, I personally like the drama because it's exciting, it's the life I wanted rather than a boring life. I guess I shown my true colours when I became a billionaire, I am more out there and more confident... Okay, so basically I am saying money gives you confidence. And, also, I am saying my true colours are being confident that I can get any girl in the world, and testing it out just because I can. I stopped for awhile actually. I have no idea.

I guess at the time I hooked up with a girl, more drama alwayus came, and even after month and months of stopping, drama will always seem to make it to the top of my building.

Then again, I told everyone to let them in, just to spice things up in this building. And let's face, I never get much work done really. I should really start working, I'll do extra accounting tonight, exspecially since this is the last night I will be doing my own accounting. Maybe I should mess everything up, just for rememberion the good times in my accounting years.

"Greg, I better tell you now, just for goold ol'e times sake, I will be screwing up my accounting tonight, and fixing everything up all by myself, I will also be doing extra so get that prepared fro me will yeah? I asked him, I heard him chuckle.

"And which part will you like to screw up Mr. Tyrone," I kind of like that name better than Dustin, so I'll let it slide this time. Once we left the elavator, I turned to him as I was just about to head out the door.

"The last step of course," I smiled at him as he had a cheerful smile on his face.

"I will do what I can do, Mr. Tyrone," I nodded and trurned to the door, smiling a cheeky smile for the cameras.

"Mr. Tyrone! Is it true you new accountant is already acting like you? Already hooking up with a girl and getting her pregnant?" I heard someone ask. At this I smiled.

"Now now, I don't think I ever got a woman pregnant," I heard chuckles go around.

"So it is true?" I heard a woman voice. It's hard to focuse on people with out sunglasses as the flashes are, most of the time, much too bright.

"It is indeed, infact, the woman herself made an appearance in my office since Mr. Sean was in it at the moment," I told them, chuckling just thinking about the newpapers tomorrow, how Cliff's 'scandal' will be on the front cover.

I entered the limo,a nd sighed as the door shut.

I think I am going to enjoy myself, I will be entertained for awhile.

Vernice it going to ask a heck of a lot of questions in tomorrow lunch.

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