|Chapter 4|ACE
I was scrolling down my Instagram as I followed some fan pages back. I noticed some people tagging me in pictures they took with me so I liked them and followed them as well.
After scooter had posted about signing me, all the blogs were talking about it. So I shot C a text asking if it was cool for me to conform anything or not. After she gave me the ok, I went on my page to make a quick little video.
Yes the news is true guys! I'm officially apart of the Republic Records family now. I'm forever grateful for this huge, amazing opportunity. Hope my fans are ready, this is going to be crazyyyyy!🤩😏🖤
As soon as I posted the video, my feed started blowing up like crazy. I mean the shit was literally insane.
There was a loud ass knock on my door and I shouted come in knowing it had to be Cliffs ass.
He strutted in with a permanent smirk on his face as he bounced back on my leather couch.
"Why the fuck are you looking at me like that weirdo?"
He shrugged. "Just wondering, what were you and Miss Ariana talking about the other day?"
"Why do you gotta say it like that?"
Cliff gave me a look and chuckled.
"Come on bro, do you seriously think we didn't see the way you two were flirting at that meeting the other day?"
I shrugged. "Nah I most definitely wasn't flirting."
Which was the truth. If I was they would have known for sure. And I don't think she was either, maybe just being nice.
"Maybe you weren't but Ariana most definitely was."
I just rolled my eyes and ignored whatever else came out of his mouth.
He must be crazy as hell if he thinks Ariana Grande was flirting with me. Like what the fuck?
"I mean you're acting like she's not smoking hot or something."
"Oh Nah. I ain't say that, she's hot as hell- but I was just focusing on my music. And she just seems super innocent ya know. I'm not trynna start nothing up with her."
I know for a fact that would be a complete fucking disaster.
Cliff nodded like he understood. "Shit man I get it. Plus y'all are on the same label now. It would be mad weird to fuck with her."
I shrugged and nodded pushing my hood back on my head. "Yeah I guess it would."
"So you trying to smoke?" I asked him looking over with a smirk on my face.
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