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Welcome to the Fantasy!
by TandB_fanfic

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T-We Meet

06/09/2011

**Rated M for Mature Content. May contain foul language and/or adult situations. Please read with caution.**
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Beep, beep, beep

“Ugh, damn it! Just a few more minutes, please!” I groaned and rolled over in bed, squinting my one eye to see the time. “Oh my God! It’s too early for this shit!”

I lay in bed till I absolutely have to get up. I finally roll out of bed, slip on yesterdays uniform, forget the shower, slam down last nights Dew, grab my half pack of smokes, and race out to my car.

“Crap! I forgot to brush my hair” I mumbled to myself. “I should have a hair tie around here somewhere” as I yawn and light up the days first cigarette. Turning on the radio, my theme song blares, Lazy Song by Bruno Mars. “What the hell” moaning aloud, “Damned work, I don’t want to do anything either!” I peeled out of my drive way, pissed as usual.

“Ok Thressa” I took a deep breath, “this music is making you mad. Put on some of Igor’s Russian music, you like the beat but can’t understand the words.” I sighed, much better.

Driving along I look at the bike riders and other pedestrians along the side of the road in case I know the people, I can stop and offer them a ride, today was no exception. Driving along, finally relaxing with the music and enjoying the scenery. I notice a guy walking that I think looks familiar. “Do I know him?” I looked harder. “It that? Wait… Could it really be? No, it couldn’t… Or could it?” I slam on my brakes and put it in reverse. Rolling down my passenger window as I stop, my heart is pounding a million miles a minute. My throat is suddenly dry.

“D..d..d…do you need a ride?” I stammered.

“Yeah, I’ll take a ride. You know where the Inn at the Harbor is?”

“Actually I do, I’m on my way there right now, to work.”

“Great. Thanks.”

Johnny friggin Depp is in my car! I scream in my head. Then he pulls small papers and a baggie containing an all too familiar substance out of his pockets. He rolls the stuff in the paper licks it, and twist the ends. Before he light it up he asks if I mind. How thoughtful.

“Do you partake?” Johnny asked with a devilish grin, so hard to resist.

“I do yes, but I…” I had a joint in my mouth before I could finish my sentence.

“Mr. De…”

“Call me Johnny, no misters here.”

“I can’t smoke that. I’m driving for one and for two I have to work. I’ll get fired for sure” I pull into the parking lot, turning of the car and start to get out. Johnny grabs my arm before I can.

“So what are you doing for the rest of the day?” he asks. I look at him, puzzled, kind of freaked out as he pulls his cell phone out of his pocket and dials a number.

“I have to…” He put his index finger up to his mouth as if to shush me.

“Hello, this is V.I.P. in cottage 708” he paused. “Yes, I have one of your employees here…” Johnny leans over and whispers “I’m sorry, what’s your name?”

“Thressa” I whispered back.

“Yes, Thressa is here with me. I will be requiring her services for a few days. Yes, keep her punched in and out as regular. Thank you.” My jaw drops as he hangs his phone up.

“It’s ok, I didn’t want to go in there today anyways. Thank you.” is all I could utter. “I, uh, need to text a friend of mine. She’ll be pissed if I didn’t tell her what just happened.”

“Bina!!! Guess who I ran into on my way to work this morning.” I took a deep breath and before she even had time to reply, I opened my phone again. “Johnny Depp!”

“Do you know any where we can go to hang out?” Johnny asked me.

“Yeah” I smiled at him. “My friends house.”

“The one you were texting?”

“Yeah.”

We drove for a little while, he lit up a joint but assured me not to worry because he had more. I was so excited, barely able to contain myself. When we pulled into Bina’s drive way, she was standing on the porch, her long raven like hair blowing in the wind. I had a smile on my face when I got out and she was practically bouncing up and down.

“Johnny, this is my friend Bina.” He smiled at her, she smiled at him and then looked at me. Then Johnny grabbed my arm with his long fingers and whispered in my ear.

“Does she partake too?”

“Yes” I laughed.

“Got a place we can go to smoke?” he held up the joint. I was glad we were in the country.

“Yeah,” Bina nodded, pointing to her garage.

A couple hours later, Johnny had decided we were going back to my house to hang out and we left Bina laying on her couch, napping.

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