When We Met

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The concert is over at about 2 o'clock a.m., and I am crazy excited to meet Nicki Minaj. I can tell that Dee is excited too!
"WILL ALL THE AUDIENCE MEMBERS WITH BACKSTAGE PASSES, PLEASE BEGIN WALKING TOWARD THE STAGE." The announcer yells over the speaker system.
"Eeeeeek!!!!!" Dee and I say at the same time, clearly excited about meeting Nicki. We jump up from our seats, and begin to run toward the huge stage to meet with the others with passes. We walk behind the beautiful pink curtains, and I can see Nicki from the corner of my eye. I scream on the inside a little. I am so excited! Dee pulls me to a corner, away from Nicki and the group.
"Wait, Brandi. Dad seriously Isn't going to let us come back to the house? I mean, I am 14 and you are 16. We can't really do anything right now." She looks at me. I see her bottom lip tremble and her eyes fill with tears.
"Baby, we are going to be so fine!" I whisper to her as I pull her into a tight hug. I rest my chin on her head, "We are strong honey, and we will get through this." I pull her in front of me. "We will find someone who wants us. Who could resist that cutie little face!" I say as I pinch her cheek.
(Nicki's POV)
I see the end of the line of screaming fans. They are crazy but they keep me going!
"Nicki! Sign my boobs!!" Says one crazed fan. I laugh at the way they said it as I sign them. I look over to see how many barbz were left. Only two! Hmm... Why are they over in the corner? I leave my station behind the ropes that a supposed to guard me and I skip over to the girls. Why are they crying?
"Hello babies!" I say to them in a cheery tone. They look up at me with sad expressions.
"See Dee! Nicki Minaj is here! Don't be sad anymore honey!" The older girl says as wipes her eyes with my thumbs.
"Oh baby why are you crying?" I ask the girl who is named Dee. Something tells me that these girls need my help.
"Mrs. Nicki," she begins.
"Just call me Nicki babe!" I say, hoping that she'd cheer up a little... She didn't much.
"Nicki, our daddy just kicked us outta the house and we don't have anywhere to live. We snuck out to see your concert! We shouldn't have done it, but we saved forEVER to buy these passes!" She holds up her backstage pass. I grab her shoulders and pull her and her sister into a hug.
"Oh sweeties! Is there anything I can do??" I say with a worried look. I know that the only thing that will actually help... is if I let them stay with me.
"No ma'am, I couldn't ask for anything from you!" Dee speaks with a little falter in her speech. I could tell that she needed to let it out a little more. She started blubbering and crying again.
"Baby come here! I want to help you honey! You two need to come home with me!" I say sincerely, but I could tell they thought I was kidding. Their jaws dropped to the floor.
"Nicki? Are you joking?" The older girl asks.
"No honey! Come here! Where do you live? I can't really just take you with me... we will have to get the papers signed and everything, but soon you two will be my daughters!" I say with a little hop in my step as we walk to my dressing room.
"Nicki, that won't be necessary." Says the older girl.
"And what is your name sweetie?" I say to her with a smile spreading across my face.
"Brandi, my name is Brandi." She says eyeing me strangely but still smiling wide. They are both very beautiful young ladies!
"Well Brandi! I have always wanted babies! I never really got em though..." I look down at my feet remembering my abortion. "Oh well! I won't have to deal with the terrible twos I guess!" I say, snapping back from my thoughts. "Now, where do you two live? I need to get my manager to go down to your house and set up a court date for me to get custody!" I say. I realize this is very irrational, but I remember being a kid on the streets. I don't want any babies to have to go through what I did!
"Nicki, thank you so much." Says the youngest, Dee.
"Baby, you are so welcome. And you too honey!" I say pulling them into a hug again. "My new babies!" I squeal. They giggle and I hold tighter. I barely even know these girls. I already love them though.

THANK YOU FOR READING MY NEW CHAPTER! IT WAS A LITTLE ROUGH BUT THE NEXT ONE WILL BE BETTER!!!

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