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I'm being brave and finally posting a story that I have been writing for months. This is also the first time ever I'm sharing my writing with everybody so don't be too harsh on me :)
CHAPTER ONE: Superconnected

It was just one of those days at the office that wouldn't end. Usually it's busy around here but it's the Easter vacation and everyone has dropped off like flies. To their families in North Carolina, retreat to their beach house in the Hamptons or a road trip with friends to Vancouver. Not me, though. I may be the CEO of an ad agency and take off whenever I want to but I'm stuck with a work overload. Trying to decide which photo looked better of Kelly Clarkson for the new Candies shoe collection was becoming a bore so it was enough for me to set it aside for a while. Tapping my foot on the floor absentmindedly, my eyes roamed around the room and stared at the clock that my aunt bought for my birthday. The wooden rim rooster imprints weren't fashionable anymore. It never occurred to me until now why it's still in my office. Would she not love me anymore? Before I could grab my Blackberry to put a reminder for a replacement, the phone rang. Glancing at the ID, a small smile appeared on my face and answered the phone.

"Audrey Livingston."

"Yeah hi, ahem," A deep voice said on the other line. "My name is Jake President, the.... president of Nestle Goobers Inc. How are you Ms. Livingston?"

"I'm doing well, sir. Always good to hear from the Goober Industry. What can I do for you?"

"We just invented a new product here at the Goobers Inc and we would like it if you could do a marketing campaign."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. I hear your agency is one of the best advertising agencies in the Los Angeles area."

"Sir, I don't know where you heard that from but it's clearly wrong. We are the best advertising agency in the Los Angeles area."

"A little modest aren't we, Ms. Livingston?" The man chuckled on the other line.

"Just today. Mr.... President," I shook my head laughing knowing that was delibrate. "Tell me about this new product that you've invented."

"Well, it's the usual Goobers, with the peanuts covered in chocolate. But there's a twist."

"Ohh, do tell."

"They're dipped in beer batter and deep fried. They're called Crispy Crunchy Goobers."

"Uh, sounds like a delicious product you have there. You can get constipated and have a heart attack at the same time."

"I think that may be the slogan I'm looking for," The man approved. "I can see it now, 'It will bring you constipation and possible heart attacks!'"

"That will be a hit on the market for sure. But I don't want to join Middle America with those promises."

"Hey, don't knock it till' you tried it." The man's original voice appeared.

Laughing out loud, I couldn't take it anymore, "Were you that bored today, Nick? Deep fried Goobers, really?"

"There was nothing else to do!" Nick laughed defensively. "It tasted pretty good."

"Eww, I'm sure," I grimaced. "And do you even know how to make beer batter?"

"Yeah, beer and flour. I've seen you do it thousands of times."

"Hmm, it's not quite there. There's a little more to it than that."

"Really? Aww, but you should see the kitchen. Flour everywhere and empty beer bottles... more than it should be because I drank some."

"Nick! What did I tell you about drinking in the middle of the day?"

"That beer goggles are meant for only the night."

"That's right," I laughed, "Anyway, what's up?"

"Nothing much. I made my new invention, thought I'd bother you at work and tell ya about it."

"I'm glad that you're being productive now that you're home. Also, I'm really glad that you called, I'm bored out of my mind."

"No meetings? No nothing?"

"Nothing. Everyone here took for early for Easter so it's been a slow day. It's okay but I've been staring at that damn clock again."

"Still think if you stare at it long enough, a rooster will come out?"

"You never know. I swear I hear it going, 'I'm coming out to get you, lady. bak-kaaaak!'"

I pictured him shaking his head as he laughed, "That brain of yours keeps me on my toes."

"That's why you love me, bub."

"You know it," Nick rasped before bursting into laughter then cleared his throat. "You got any plans tonight?"

"Let's see, sitting in front of the TV and eating mac and cheese. You?"

"Coming over to join you."

"You just got back into town, I thought you'd go out bar hopping with your boys?"

"Yeah but I want to see my favorite girl in the world."

"That's sweet...." I paused for a moment and raised an eyebrow. "You feel sorry for me don't you?"

"No, of course not. I was just thinking that you might need some company that's all," He sighed. "Plus I haven't seen you since I've been on tour and I missed you a whole lot."

I cracked a small smile, "I missed you a whole lot too. Okay well, be over at seven?"

"Alright, I'll see you then. Don't over work that head of yours too hard." Nick joked.

"Don't bet on it. Bye Nicky."

"Bye Aude."