Patricia P.O.V.

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The bus finally started to move after 20 minutes of loading. August was in his bunk bed on his phone recording himself for some reason. I'm on a couch reading.
"Hey." I heard someone say. I turned and it was August.

"Hey." I said putting my attention back on my book.

"Whatchu reading there." he asked.

"Why? It's not like you care." I said looking down.

"Well damn nevermind, Why are you in here alone? " he said.

"I'm trying to think on some things." I said.

"Like what?" he asked sitting by me.

"Like whether I should be with you..." I said being honest.

"Your with me now, so you can stop thinking and do something..." he said.

"what do you want me to do?" I asked.

"Kiss me." he said.

I felt my face get warm so that means I'm red too. I put my hand on his shoulder and looked in his eyes. I started to lean in then...The bus hit a big bump and I fell off the couch. August started laughing.

"You okay? " August asked laughing.

I wanted to yell at him for laughing but I just grinned because it was really funny. He grabbed my hand and helped me up.

"I'm fine." I said.

"yeah you are." he said looking me in the eyes.

"Hey Aug! I got this dope ass beat for a song we could possibly use!" I heard someone say.

"One min Chris." he said smiling at me.

CHRIS?? CHRIS BROWN??

"who's chris?" I asked August.

"Chris Brown baby! don't act like you didn't know " he said laughing.

"Oh, I wanna meet him." I said.

"Come on then don't be shy." he said grabbing my hand.

I followed him to the front of the bus, there he was on a laptop with his beats in. He look so much cuter in person.

"Chris!" August said.
"Chris!" he said again, until he finally tapped his shoulder.

"Hey man!" Chris said.

"You gone let us listen to it or keep a nigga clueless." August said.

"Yeah, who's the chick? this the one who's got you sprung?" Chris asked.
I started to giggle.

"Man where the beat at?" August asked.

"Alright hold up." he said.

He played the beat and I started rocking my head uncontrollably. August got on the mic and added some vocals to the beat and they were perfect. I felt like something was missing though.

"Hey, You should add some bass." I said.

"And I should listen to you because?" Chris said.

"I have a bachelor's degree in arts." I said scooting Chris aside.

"This is suppose to be a love song right?" I asked.

"yeah." Chris said.

"Well you should also add some words or phrase that have love meanings like, I'll hold you down." I said smiling.

"If you have a degree in arts why are you doing hair." August asked me.

"Doing hair is a type of art and I need money fast right now." I said.

"Great Hustle." August said.

"Thanks." I said.

"I need to talk to you too." August said.

"Okay." I said.
I followed him back to the back of the bus.
"We never finished what we started." he said.
"Your right." I said.

I kissed August on the cheek and walked back. He just stared at me a little mad, it made me laugh.

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