"Hurry up Rachel" yelled Deja.
"I'm coming bitch" I yelled back while doing my last finishing touches of my hair and makeup.
Deja is my best friend and has always had my back through the rough years of living in Detroit. She has never done me dirty like some of our past female friends have. She's definitely a real one.
"Oh my gosh girl you look so hot!" said Deja as she walked into our bathroom.
"You don't think it's too much?" I said as I pulled down my black mini dress. The slim dress making my curves look more visible than ever.
"No you need to show that beautiful body off girl!" Deja said.
"Look who's talking your literally so hot" I complimented her. She's wearing a brown silk dress with a classic pair of black heels. Deja is truly stunning. Her beautiful caramel colored skin and her natural curly hair, which she currently has braided in box braids.
"Yeah yeah I know! Now let's go before they stop letting people in" Deja said.
We put on our coats and hopped into her car making our way to St. Andrews Hall, a club for people to chill with their friends. Everyone letting the long hard week disappear behind them. Almost everyone in the area came to St. Andrews hall every Friday night. It's like an untold tradition that everyone has.
We pull up and I take in the view of laughter and loud music. People snuggled up waiting in line due to Michigan's cold weather.
Deja and I get out of the car and and start to walk up to the line until we see DeShaun aka Proof, my guy best friend and Deja's soon to be man.
"Hey beautiful ladies" Proof hollers at us from across the parking lot.
"Heyyy" we say in unison and laugh.
Proof continues to walk up to us with his crew, but there's a few guys I don't recognize. A white man with a brown buzz cut and looks to be around Proofs height and size. I realize he's trying to make eye contact with me but I quickly look away because I'm naturally very shy.
"Who's the white guy?" I ask Deja because she hangs out with Proof and his friends often.
"Who Marshall? Girl do you think he's fine?" Deja teases me.
"Hey Rach" Proof says before I can respond to Deja.
"I want you to meet the rest of crew"
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Life Goes On
FanfictionThis story begins in the year 1995. When Marshall Mathers was not quite known as "Eminem" as he is today. Rachel meets him through mutual friends. They loose contact then find each other years later. What will happen next? Read to find out!
