We received a fax." She read it to me, "Since the outcome will not affect the playoffs and so on and so on." Hm, damn, sorry," I said, still trying to... get my brain in gear."I want you to know that I consider it done," she said with a lilt in her speech. "I'm proud of you." Beg pardon?" You got them out of last place." Uh huh. But we didn't stay out very long." I've talked with Ambrose. We're going right to the third step of your contract and give you four times what you are making. Does that. I'm sorry, I'm just so happy to see my son!" my mom said, looking at the girls over my shoulder."It's okay, I understand," Amanda said sweetly.Mom finally let me go, and I smiled at her, my face still red as a beet. "Thanks for embarrassing me, Mom. There goes my cool guy image." Oh please, you never had a cool guy image to begin with!" Kelsey snorted. "A clumsy, shy, doofus image maybe!"I gaped at her in surprise. "I'm gonna get you for that!" Oh no! Someone help me, my brother is threatening. I always thought she had a gorgeous smile and was very pretty. She was dressed in a light blue buttoned shirt that was tied around her boobs. With no buttons fastened, it revealing the pale skin of her stomach, very tight and small white shorts, and flip flops on her feet. The way she stood, it was as though she was trying to entice me. There was definitely something different about her. Despite standing motionless for a few moments, she was exuding energy and sex appeal. After a few seconds. " Tiffany demanded."Well first of all there is a rumor floating that a rival network has gotten wind of what we're planning, and is going to try to beat us to the chase, using an E-Zone competitor to do so. Because of this they want us to be ready for broadcast in a week and a half." I said."Shit that doesn't give us much time." Tiffany said, and then after realizing that she just cursed in class apologized to Miss Harris for her outburst."Don't worry about it Tiffany, I completely agree with.