In 1975, Kylea James, moved to the projects of Boston with her mother. She has a gift of singing and dancing, but doesn't think she has the skills. She meets five boys who she became very close friends with.
Her mother enters her in a talent show, t...
Me and the guys, along with, Brooks and Maurice Starr walk inside the studio and looked around.
"Ooh, they got a piano." I walked over to it and pressed the different keys, Mike on the other hand kept pressing random keys repeatedly as Bobby and Ricky plays on the drums to make a bit of noise.
Brooke whistled and told us to stop. "Stop, this ain't the playground, these are not toys." We did as told and stopped.
"Now if we're gonna be a New Edition to the Jackson 5, we need another member," Maurice says.
"Why are we trying to fix what ain't broke?" Mike questions. "I think we're cool with just four unless Kylea join us," I lifted my head up and faced the group.
"No, Kylea is doing solo, and in this business, you'll learn more by listening than speaking," Maurice responds. "So, close that big ass mouth and open those big ass ears."
"Whatever, bruh," Mike grumbles.
Maurice leans back against the table by the soundbar. "Now you guys must have a talented cousin or brother, or somebody in your family that can sing or-"
"Nah, none of my brothers got any talent at all," Ricky answers.
"Man, my brother just learned how to walk a year ago," Ralph says.
"Kylea?" Maurice calls me. I scratched the back of my head. "I don't have any brothers,"
"Maybe we can get Corey and Travis. I know they still wanna do it," Bobby suggests.
"No, no, no, we need to see everybody," Maurice replies.
"My nephew," Brooke says. "He been wanting to be in the group ever since the group got started." ~~~~~~~ Ronnie's Apartment
Boston, MA-1981
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Ronnie was in his from practicing his dancing in front of his mirror. His little brother peaks in and watches him practice.
His little brother copies Ronnie's move as he goes in the room. He sits on Ronnie's bed as he watches him dance.
Ronnie turns to face his little brother. "Go play or something, I'm busy."
"How come Uncle Brooke doesn't just put you in the group?" His little brother questions.
"It does not work like that. I've gotta earn my spot." Ronnie replies as he goes back to practice.
"Nope, it's because you're sorry." His little brother teases.
"Ma, can you please come get him?" Ronnie called as he rolls his eyes at his little brother.
"Roland, I told you to leave your brother alone." Their mother says as she was in the other room.
