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Bare | Jordan Poole Short Story

One time for the boy we all love. I purposely waited to make a story on him and I think this is the perfect time to release it. My folks knew about this plot, but they don't know how I switched it up on them.

SURPRISE!

"JP! JP! JP! JP!" The crowd chanted wanting an encore from the hottest R&B singer in the world. This was the last stop on his latest tour before the three month break. The last place was San Francisco, which was home to the record label he was signed to. Also the place he currently resided. This show was special. There was only one song left to perform and he pumpfaked it for the real finale. The instrumental to All Mine began playing which caused a frenzy. The president of his fanclub and the eboard to that club had scored their VIP package tickets, their section was the loudest. One even fainted as he re-emerged on stage.

"Thank you Bay area! I love y'all!" JP, born Jordan Anthony Poole left the stage after the curtain closed for the final time. His right hand man and manager Ralen quickly tossed him a towel as they walked back to his dressing room.

"Good shit bro, another tour for the books. We got a meeting on Monday, but you're good to enjoy the next two days to yourself." That was a relief. Jordan was a bit burnt out from the 27 cities he already traveled. His next three months would be promo with the label as he prepared to finish his next album.

After a half an hour of freshening up, he needed to attend his meet & greet. It was a up close and personal. Only granted to twenty people each stop. He sat in his assigned chair at the table filled with posters for him to sign. He loved his fans and never wanted to miss a chance to meet them even though his energy reached E.

"You know we love you JP, got us up late!" Heaven, one of his notable fans smiled. She was one of the calmer  ones who would travel far to see his shows. "Love you too Heav. Glad to see you and Moriah were able to make it." Moriah waved from behind Heaven. She came from the East Coast and Heaven traveled from the South.

"Had to fight tooth and nail to get these. Some people bought the packages trying to resale them at insane prices. Fuck they thought this was?" Moriah interjected. Jordan knew the resellers market was crazy these days and they tried his hardest to make things affordable and exclusive to his true fans. "I'm sorry about that y'all. You know I been trying."

"We know pudding, you can't do it all" Heaven reminded. Ralen walked over with the fakest smile on his face, which caused Jordan to give him the eyes. Placing his arms over Heaven and Moriah, Ralen dropped his smile. "Hey y'all, some other fans are complaining so we gotta move this along. I don't wanna hear no more bullshit tonight."

"You know what... let me go for I wanna start fighting." Moriah groaned. Heaven only laughed, picking up her poster and walking to the tall table across the room. More fans enjoyed their intimate moments with Jordan, with photos, videos and jokes.

He had fans of all, shapes, sizes, genders and ethnicities. He learned Spanish and French to appeal to a larger audience and was currently learning Japanese. Other artists would discriminate against fans they weren't attracted to, but Jordan was different. He welcomed all who loved and supported him.

"What's good man? Thanks for coming out." Jordan greeted as a man around his age smiled in his face.

"Oh of course. Big fan of your work. I had to drag my friend out just to see you up close." Jordan looked over the man's shoulder to see a girl standing off to the side in shades. "And I thought I was the only celebrity in here. What's your name? What's her name?"

"I'm Stacey. They call me Staxx. That's Ki."

"Call her over real quick."

Stacey waved Ki over to meet the superstar that everyone couldn't get enough of. The woman stood in front of the two confused. "You almost done? You know we have a shoot in the morning."