TM 223

Mar 28, 2008 01:48

"I swear I didn't put those...."

"Sure ya didn't John." I replied with a sigh, leaning back in the chair in my office as I cradled the phone. "It wasn't you. Not John, the big time record executive who thought he could come in and steal away my artist."

"Peyton, I assure you, those were not my words in that interview." He protested, trying like Hell to convince me he was innocent.

"Never are. Don't you know I know your style by now John?" I asked, a dry sarcastic laugh following my words. "I worked for you for what? A couple of years.

"Assistant to the assistant." He reminded me and I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah. Well, not anymore. Now I'm president of my own label John and in case you forgot, Mia's still my artist. She might be undersigned but she's still mine. Still on my label. We just used your label to get her out there. Get her heard. Have you figured that out yet?"

"Yes, of course Peyton, but still."

"Not the point. You're gonna issue a retraction on behalf of your record company apologizing for the mistake. And you will say Mia's signed with Red Bedroom Records. I'm not playing this game with you. You forget, this is one game I know how to play. Fix this or you're gonna regret it." I said with finality. "I have nothing else to say to you, so put Mia on the phone."

Muse: Peyton Sawyer
Fandom: One Tree Hill
Word Count: 240
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