"Honestly," He dribbles the ball a couple of times before shooting it up in the air. "I just be chillin." The ball went in with a swoosh.
I stand with my arms folded and chuckled to myself. "That's what all the hoes say." I mumble to myself. He tilt...
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"Come in!" I hear Terrence say and I open up the door peaking in his office. "You said you wanted to see me?" I ask and he smiles. "Yes yes, have a seat." He encourages and I walk in to take the seat in front of his desk.
"So super star, the day that I've been praying for is finally here." He smiles pulling out some files. "What do you mean?" I ask him and he takes some papers out and hands me a letter.
I take it and my eyes skim over the words. "Dear Zeena Charles, we are proud to announce that you are invited to our 2021 BET awards as both a guest and a performer...woah is this for real?" I ask TD looking up from the paper.
"As real as it gets." He chuckles and I frown shaking my head. "Wait, they want me by myself? What would I even wear and what would I even perform?" I ask as more questions pop up in my head.
He puts a hand up. "Don't worry about the fashion, we got connections." He explains then sits back in his chair. "And as far as music, do you have any songs written that haven't been put on the album yet?" He asks and I stare in thought.
"One song. Borderline." I tell him and he claps his hands. "Great! You'll perform that, the show is in 2 weeks so that should be plenty of time for you." He says and my eyes widen. "2 weeks?! Terrence I couldn't even get a whole routine down in 2 weeks, let alone a whole performance!" I panic.
He reaches over the table and grabs my hands. "Hey look at me. If there's anybody that could do this perfectly, it would be you. You have everybody behind you, me, Cece, the girls and Bey herself." He looks me in my eye forcing me to feel his passion.
"You were made for this." He tells me deeply. "Are you sure?" I ask in a low tone and he shakes my hands. "I knew the moment I flew you to Charlotte with your thick glasses and braces." He reminds me and I laugh at the memory.
I retreat my hands back on my lap looking at the letter again. "Okay." I nod already mapping out the vision in my head. "Okay, Imma do it." I agree and he welcomes me with a wide smile.
"Can't wait to see you work." He tells me and I nod with a smile getting up out my seat. "Me too." I open his door and walk out towards the exit and on the street about to call an Uber.
As I wait on the Uber to arrive, I check my DMs and they're mainly all a bunch of Fans complimenting me but some are Mikey's old friends tryna push up and Deja stans sending threats. I laugh but scroll up to see a message that caught me off guard.
champagnepapi
Still down to collab?
My mouth parts open and I stare at my phone in shock. Drake just DMed me? And is asking for a collaboration that I just knew he forgot about.
