Ginuwine's P.O.V
I opened my crust filled eyes and heard a knock at the door. "Yo G." I heard Durrell voice. "Wake up G, Barry's downstairs!" I jumped up. My manager Barry is tough as fuck on me and I wasn't in the mood to hear his mouth.
The hoe lay in the bed knocked out. I started crip walkin. I knew that dick would put her to sleep. Always does. Don't know why I left her stay over the night though. "Hey." I tapped her leg which was hanging out from the comforter.
She stirred but didn't wake. I put some basketball shorts on and opened the door for Durrell. "Hey wassup man." We dapped and he smiled as he saw the girl in the bed. "You had a good night huh?" I laughed. "Yeah man." I headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth.
"I left you without a girl," Durrell said grabbing a water. "So how did you get a girl?" I spit in the sink and washed my mouth. "She snuck in man." He raised his eyebrows. "She snuck in!? Why you ain't call security man that's a violation of yo privacy!"
I busted out laughin. This dude just don't get it. "D, why should I make her leave when she had something to offer to me?" He still looked confused. I put my head down and laughed. "She topped me off man, and she had a tounge ring." He looked surprised then disgusted. "Nasty man. Can you say infection?" He snapped his fingers like RuPaul and we started laughing. Durrell is a trip. "I'm takin notes from you like everyday G." Durrell said laughing harder. The girl stirred in the bed and sat up. "Mmm good morning G." She said scratching her head.
I smiled slyly. She must've not seen Durrell or she didn't care cuz she was topless and her shit was hangin over like melons.
"Good morning beautiful." Durrell said scaring her. She looked across the room at him while I wiped my face. I went to my bag and got a shirt. "Who are you!" She asked looking all scared. "Aw please baby girl you gotta get up and get dressed I gotta be somewhere."
She looked hurt. I sighed. Why these hoes don't understand what it is to be a groupie. I love my fans but they should know how it goes. Durrell grabbed her shirt. "Here you go love." She yanked it from him. I chuckled. "Alright G we gotta go." I grabbed all my stuff. She was still in the bed. "Hey you can just let yourself out when you get ready baby." Durrell opened the door and stepped in the hallway. I looked at her. Her hair was all messy and her makeup was smeared.
She was lookin all satisfied once I came over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Like I do my grandmama. "Bye G." "Bye baby." I opened the door. "And thanks for showing me you my number one fan." I winked and closed the door.*********Fatima's P.O.V
"Girl that perm did yo hair good!" Simone said touching it. Tish nodded. "Yeah girl you should put some color in it!" I laughed. "Girl I would but I guess I'm scared don't that shit got ammonia in it?" We were in the dressing room getting ready to go on set.
"Ladies." We heard a knock on the door. "Are we all ready." We all shouted yes. "Okay. Showtime." Tish said nervously. Tish is always nervous when it's time to do our videos. Even though she dances her ass off.
It was me followed by Simone and Tish as we walked on the set. It was amazing. This shit looked like some futuristic 2001 set. It was a silver brick walled room with a bath setting with a shower head and a big space to dance. As much as this setting was dynamic, I could tell it wasn't the only place we'd be shooting.
Some man with silver rimmed glasses and chinky eyes walked up to us. "Hello ladies I'm Hype Williams. I'm the director." We smiled politely and shook his hand. "So where do you want us Hype." Simone asked getting right down to business."I need two of you by the shower, and aren't you the main girl?" He pointed to me and I nodded. "Alright well lemme get you over here against this wall. This is where Nas and Ginuwine will be." "Ginuwine?!" Tish came running over. "Ooh that man is too fine!" Hype looked annoyed. "Yes well let's keep it professional shall we? Now please get back to your place."
I wanted to laugh but I could tell Hype was tryna get this scene over with so I stood against the wall and chewed my lip. "Okay as soon as Nas and Ginuwine get here then we can start."
Hype looked more annoyed than ever. "Tima!" I heard Simone rough whisper to me from across the room. With all these lighters and producers around I'm surprised I heard her.
I looked and she moved her head to the entrance where Nas was walking with with him crew. I smiled big. He called his crew The Firm and I recognized everyone; Foxy, Smoke, and- oh wait, I don't recognize her, but she was dressed really trashy.
Black lipstick, bustier on (for what?) And a short miniskirt. Oh right, she's a groupie. Hype immediately led Nas to me. "Nas this is--" "That Vixen." Nas finished for Hype. I smiled politely. "My name is actually Starr. Nice to meet you." I reached out my hand and he gently shook it.
"Beautiful." He said with that raspy voice. I smiled, but kept it cool. "Thank you." Hype rolled his eyes. "Alright can we get to it. Where's Ginuwine?" Nas looked around. "Well I don't see him in here. Do you?" Hype huffed and angrily walked off to talk to a worker. Nas turned to me.
"Hype can be a lil uneccesary." He said with that cute ass New York accent. I nodded and smiled. "Yeah he just likes to get it done I guess." He nodded. "Yeah well as soon as G gets here we can start. That boy always late." "Oh you know him personally?" I asked. He shook his head. "Nah. I was at a club and he was supposed to perform. But he ain't show up till the very last minute." "Word?" I asked genuinely surprised.
Who does this guy think he is. "Well hopefully he don't show up that late today." He nodded and turned around after hearing the entrance open. Ginuwine was at the door, curly hair and all.
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This Vixen
FanfictionFatima a.k.a Starr is one of the most sought after Vixens in 1998. With a bootylicious body and a pretty face, Fatima has earned the name "That Vixen" and has a reputation for a dangerous mouth. When Fatima gets word of a Nas video casting call, she...