This Vixen

The Bachelor

May, 1998- Nine Years Later

"Hey girl what you doin?" Simone's scratchy voice said through my hot pink phone. "Bout tah give myself a perm." I said greasing my scalp with Vaseline. Damn, the things a black woman has to do for her hair.

"Oh word?" She asked. "I thought you usually go to the salon." Yeah but I don't have time right now I gotta be on set in two hours and then I got a music video later on at twelve." "Oh yeah I forgot you ain't always on the same schedule as us. Who the video for?" "Tupac." I opened the Mizani perm container and began applying the perm to my scalp. Gotta hurry up.
"Iight that's wassup Tima imma call you later." "Okay Simone wish me luck." "You never need it boo. Bye." I hung up the phone with my pinky and continued applying the perm. This shit better come out straight.

*********Ginuwine's P.O.V
"Why am I your man..." I could hear the screams. "Only when you're...." I let the passion build up and began a slow grind. "Lonelyyyyyyy." The drums finished off the set along with my background singers. The thunderous applause came and I bowed modestly. Then I saw Keenan, the host, come over. "Hayy what's his name?" The crowd screamed: Ginuwine!
I smiled waving to my fans. I was more than joked when Keenan picked up some black lace panties. I was so caught up in my singing I didn't even notice them. "So who's are these?!" Keenan asked making me and the crowd laugh. "I see you got some passionate fans huh?" I laughed. "Yeah man I guess." Someone screamed I LOVE YOU GINUWINE!
"And I love you too." I said giving my best smirk and licked my lips. They went wild. Keenan's eyes widened. "Damn. Yall don't even holler like that for me. And I'm tha host!" More laughter. "Alright man I heard you got this new album comin out." "Yeah man I do its supposed to be comin out sometime this year. I ain't giving specific dates yet."
"Cool cool." Keenan said as the audience clapped. I saw him get ready to close so I decided to squeeze this good news in. "Oh wait can I say one more thang? I just wanna say thank you to the fans my first album The Bachelor is now platinum and I worked so hard and I just wanna thank the fans cuz without them this wouldna happened. So thank y'all. Love y'all." More clapping and shouting they love me. "Congratulations brotha. everybody give it up for Ginuwine!!" The shouts kept coming.
"Man I'm too tired that show got me worked out." Durrell, one of my back up singers said. I sucked my tounge. "Aww man you too new this is only the start." I said taking my key from the front desk. I said thank you and headed to the elevator. This hotel was nice, big chandelier hanging from the wall and a bunch of paintings of people no one knew. The luxury.
"Whatever nigga and tomorrow ain't gon be no better. Hey when Barry say we gon get on that video wit Nas?" "I'M gon get on that video with Nas in about two more days. And you right, it's not now goodnight." I said throwin up the dueces in Durrell's mopey face.
Durrell became my back up singer two months ago, and he's still shocked about all the finer things in life. Or should I say the freakier things. Ever since Durrell left his church choir in Atlanta, he's been bewildered at the amount of women throwin themselves at me. Some have even offered to him, but that boy just doesn't take it. He's seen me do it all with groupies; it gets pretty wild but hey, they don't call me the Pony Man for nothin. I chuckled and sat on the edge of the bed unlacing my Tims. I picked them up and headed to my wardobe closet. In a nice hotel like this, I don't see why--- "Hey G." A girl steps out the closet with a sultry smile on face.
The smile wasn't it though. She ain't have nothin on. "Whoa how you get in here?!" She stepped out the closet. "I just said I was supposed to meet you here and they let me in." She put her arms around my neck. "Don't you like how I look G? I'm your number one fan." I looked at her.
She wasn't ugly. Black bobbed hair, with a light complexion and a tounge ring. Boy, I loved tounge rings. "Oh yeah?" I licked my lips. "Show me you my number one fan." She smirked and slid her hands down my pants and got on her knees. Damn, she was good at this. That tounge ring was workin wonders on my pipe. I started singing lowly as she kept pressing and working that tounge. "I'm just a bachelor...."
Fatima's P.O.V
"Lemme see ya toss it upppp!" This was definitely not one of Pac's best songs but the steps were easy to come up with. It was a high bass beat and perfect for a back pop and ground scrub. The other three dancers were slippin, actin like they knew what to do at first then messin up once the cameras started rolling.
"I thought y'all was experienced!" Tupac's voice boomed as he walked on set. Oh shit. Here they are about to make me look bad in front of him "Nah they actin like they ain't neva danced before." Suge Knight's obese ass said looking us up and down and licking his lips. Yuck. "No I know what to do and I am experienced so excuse you." I said rolling my neck.
Suge looked like he wanted to smack me. "What you say lil bitch?! I'll beat the fuck outta you hoe!" My heart started racing with fury. "Hoe?! Nigga you tha only hoe up in here I see you'll fuck anything with a hole!"
That made him made. He started towards me. "Aye Suge man calm down nigga." Pac said chuckling. "You know how This Vixen do. She got a lil mouth on her. But she is experienced." "Man I don't give a fuck about "that" vixen." Suge growled. He looked at me one more time and stormed off yelling something about these hoes. "Whatever wack ass nigga." I said loud enough for Tupac to hear but not Suge. I'm not afraid of his ass but the nigga is bigger than me.
"Aye baby you gotta chill with that wild ass mouth you got." Pac said taking my hand. "I don't allow disrespect is all." I said loosing his grip from my hand and smiling politely. He smirked and glanced at my ass. "Yeah I see that sweetheart, and I like what I see." I slightly rolled my eyes and tried to stay chill.
"Hey wassup Pac." My manager Sean said coming over. They dapped and Sean turned to me. "Listen Starr they got auditions for this new Nas video." My heart jumped. "Nas?!" I got too happy. "Forreal?! You gotta get me there Sean when is it?" He chuckled.
"Calm down Starr its two days from now. But you know me being the bomb ass manager I am I got you the lead!" I screamed. "Oh my gosh thank you Sean!" I hugged him and he flashed his pearly white teeth. "Yeah you Simone, and Tish and some other girls are gonna be the dancers for his new song called You Owe Me." I listened excitedly. "Y'all need to be on set at nine a.m. so don't make me look bad on this Starr." I nodded and hugged him again.
I normally don't get excited for rappers videos except for the idea of new money, but this was Nas, who as I'm concerned, is the sexiest and best rapper alive. Fuck a Jay-Z, who's "Big Pimpin" video I did three weeks ago. I've had a crush on Nas since forever and I can't wait to meet him.
"Alright then can we get back to business please?" Pac said interrupting my thoughts. I had to laugh. He was cute, in a thug way. "Yeah c'mon." I grabbed his hand and led him to the next scene.
While I was doing a bunch of bouncing and grinding, I could tell I was doin a great job cuz the directors and all the men in the room were drooling and kept rubbing their legs. Too bad I wasn't a hoe, or I'd take advantage of that and take all of them niggas money. Imma do all of this for Nas and more. Just wait.