Free Baller Bitches by Deja King Page A

did, Rico tried to make my life a living hell. I guess he thought I would be a dumbass forever…not!
    I spent the first year of Destiny’s life being with her day and night while Rico ran the streets. I don’t even remember him changing one diaper. But I loved her so much it didn’t even matter. Destiny was like my real life baby doll and she helped me get my shit together. I had gained so much weight during my pregnancy and even more afterwards and I think it was out of depression, because Rico had me so stressed out. I decided I had to get myself back on point and I started taking Destiny out in her stroller everyday. Within six months I had walked all that weight off. After that you couldn’t tell me nothing, including Rico. I went from being a sad, miserable bitch to a baller bitch.

Kennedy
     
    “Kennedy , I need you to read over this carefully,” my boss, Darcy said, handing me two pieces of paper. As I sat in my cubicle, I looked over the agenda. I was an account executive at a PR/Event Planning firm and there was a long laundry list of things I was supposed to handle for the charity event tonight. I had so much to do I barely had time to go home and change clothes but due to past experiences I learned to always keep a few outfits with me. Darcy was notorious for waiting to the very last minute to give me a shitload of things to do and have me scrambling to get it all done.
    So here I was, shaking my head wondering how I would pull this off and still look halfway decent doing it. But somehow, someway I would—I always did and it probably was due to the fact this had always been my dream job. When I was in college, I interned at just about every PR firm in New York hoping one would lead to a full time position. But working for Darcy Woods was always my #1 choice. She was the rep for all the young, hip stars, which turned her into a celebrity herself. If you saw a star on the red carpet most of the time you would see Darcy standing right next to them looking like a star too. So when she offered me the position as an account executive, I jumped at it although it paid the least out of all my other job offers. But it was worth taking a low salary if it meant working under the queen herself or so I initially thought. But I quickly found out that the reason Darcy was able to be so cool, in control and look on point was because she delegated the work to everybody else and it freed up her time to mingle and be fabulous. But I also figured that was why her turnover rate was so high, because her employees would get burnt out and quit. With the money she was paying there wasn’t much motivation to stay. None of that mattered to me though because I was determined to learn all I could from Darcy before going anywhere and I felt I was well on my way.
    “Tammy, I need you to go down this list and confirm that the press covering this event have their proper credentials and know what time they should arrive at the venue.”
    “No problem, is there anything else you need me to do?”
    “That’s it for now but let me know when you’re finished as there is definitely more to follow.”
    “Whatever you need, I got you,” she smiled. Tammy was my saving grace. She was my intern and she busted her ass like she was making a big boy salary. When I was stuck in the office working to ten or eleven o’clock at night, Tammy was right there with me. I called her my co-pilot.
    As I started getting my stuff together so I could head over to the venue to make sure the seating for the celebrities was correct I heard my cell ringing. “Hey, Diamond, what’s going on?”
    “Girl, you sound stressed.”
    “You know how it is on event day…hectic. So what time are you coming tonight?”
    “That’s why I was calling you to see what time I should come?”
    “I think eight is good.”
    “Cool and can I bring my cousin?”
    “Diamond, I already told you I can only get you in and I’m sneaking doing that shit. You know how Darcy