“You say you
found this in your mail cubby when you came in here Ms. Marie?” Joe growls as
he presents her with the note again.
“Yeah. Amy
hadn’t done the mail yet and it was just there.” She replies.
“Are you sure you didn’t put it there?”
Marilyn’s eyes
grow wide on the accusation as her face twists into a scowl. “Why would I put a
picture like this in my own cubby?”She bristles.
“Well, you
Hollywood types are always looking for attention.” Joe snarls.
“Dude, I quit
acting over a year ago-”
“Maybe you’re
thinking about making a comeback?” Joe jabs.
Like the
tabloids would care about an R List celebrity like Marilyn. If she’s been
modeling nude in an art studio for over a year with no press, then there’s no
money in taking photos of her and selling them. The window for some cheap heat
through the papers already came and went.
“I doubt Marilyn
would waste our time with a false threat.” Chris replies.
“These
celebrities are notorious attention whores Professor.” Joe snarls. “Especially
washed up ones like her.”
“Joe, you’re out
of line-”
“Whatever
Professor. Look, I’ll file this report with campus security and forward a copy
to the police precinct. If this guy strikes, we’ll have a paper trail.”
That doesn’t
seem like an effective plan of action for protecting a student who’s been
threatened by a potential stalker. “Aren’t you going to do something?” I
inquire.
“Not much I can
do until this crazy strikes miss.” Joe growls. “All I can tell the movie star
here to do is to go home and wait until this blows over.”
Marilyn cocks an
eyebrow. “Dude, I can’t just go home. I’ve got a test in a few hours-”
“Work that out
with your professors. It ain’t got nothin’ to do with me.”
Joe stuffs the
note in his file, jumps off the sofa and storms out of the office. Chris gives
Marilyn a concerned look as he sits beside her on the sofa in the reception
area. The cold way this girl has been treated by the Next School’s safety
office is egregious. We’d never leave a girl so unsupported in the face of
danger on the Spelman Campus or at the Theta House.
“In all my time
in L.A. I never had a stalker.” Marilyn sighs.
“Most people
were probably scared you were just as vicious as the character you played on
TV.” Chris says.
“Yeah, no one
wanted to mess with Nikki.” Marilyn replies.
“But they love
to start with Marilyn.” I say.
“That’s the
story of my life.” Marilyn sighs. “One year into art modeling I get the crazy
on campus.”
“Are you sure
you don’t want to go home?” Chris asks.
If she gives up,
the crazy wins. And from what Chris has told me about Marilyn, she’s worked too
hard to rebuild her life to have someone tear it down again.
“I can’t. I have
a test in two hours. And a four o’clock studio session with Professor Lewis in
Figure Study 101.”
There’s that
fighting spirit. “You probably need the money from both these jobs to pay your
rent.” I say.
“Pretty much. If
I don’t work, I don’t eat.”
“I think you can
work in the office full-time until this blows over.” Chris says.
“I’d love to,
but I don’t want to put you in a jam.” Marilyn continues. “The way models quit
around here, you’re lucky most of the figure study classes actually do go on.”
“Even when she’s
in trouble she’s always thinking about others.” Chris laughs. “I told you this
girl is a sweetheart Edna.”
It’s clear to me
she is. If anyone deserves the help of a goddess, it’s her.
“She reminds me
of my granddaughter.” I say reaching into my purse for my cell phone. “I think
I know someone who can fill in for Marilyn in your four o’clock class Chris.
Just let me make a call.”
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