*a few years ago*
Brett: *is on the phone with a friend of his*
Brett: I'm telling you man this thing is gonna be big, I can tell :)
Fred: Are you sure mate? :/
Fred: I mean no offense but your ideas always crash :/
Brett: That might be true but I have faith in this one! :)
Fred: *sigh* Alright, if you believe it, so do I :)
Brett: Thanks Freddy... :)
Fred: Of course... What are friends for? :)
Brett: Right :)
Brett: *hangs up and goes to get ready for his meeting*
*after a few minutes*
Brett: *finishes getting ready and looks at himself in the mirror and smiles*
Brett: Today is your lucky day Brett, don't mess this up for yourself.. :)
Brett: *checks the time and realizes he's almost late*
Brett: *gets outside and runs to the place where he'll be presenting his business idea*
*at the office*
Brett: *is out of breath and checks his watch to see the time*
Brett: (Okay, you're right on time...)
Brett: *goes inside and heads up to the agent's office by elevator*
*when he gets there*
Brett: *heads inside while holding his briefcase*
???: Ah... You're here, finally....
???: Mister... Kelly? Was it?
Brett: Ah y-yes, Brett Kelly...
???: Okay... have seat kid...
Brett: *sits down*
???: Well, your idea?
Brett: O-Oh yeah, sorry... ^^' *opens his briefcase to show the agent his idea*
Brett: What do you think sir? :)
???: mmm... no... sorry, it's not gonna work...
Brett: W-What? What do you mean it's not gonna work? <:/
???: I'm sorry kid but, this idea just ain't gonna take off... Simple as that... *gets up to let the next person in*
Brett: What do you mean, d-did you even read me res-
???: Listen Kid! >:/
???: I know talent when I see it... and you, do not have talent. >:/
Brett: I don't, have talent? :'< *is actually hurt by that statement and tears up a bit*
???: No, you don't... So get your stuff, and get out of my office... I have a lot of other clients to see today...
Brett: *sigh* Okay sir.... I understand...
Brett: Sorry for wasting your time... *picks up his briefcase and walks out of the office*
*back at his apartment*
Brett: *opens the door and looks around*
Brett: AH!! >:< *throws his briefcase at the wall in a fit of frustration*
*the briefcase breaks open causing papers to fly everywhere*
Brett: Stupid idea... >:< *rips off his tie and stomps on it*
Brett: *sits down on his bed*
Brett: ("I know talent when I see it... and you, do not have talent. >:/")
Brett: Ugh... *puts his hands to his face in disappointment and shame*
-END OF PART ONE-
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