Eleven

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Myra's POV

"I don't understand why you don't just go out with him. It's so obvious that you like him and it's for certain that he like you. You won't lose anything if you decide to go for it." Ashanti for the millionth time nags me.

"Yes, I know I won't lose anything but my dignity. I don't really like him, but I will say this I care about him. I care enough that I shouldn't be with him." I think Onyx and I have a very good friendship and we have chemistry but honestly that's all it's going to be for right now.

"That's a lie and you know it." Is it really tho.

Who am I kidding, I'm lying to myself.

Get it together Myra.

"Okay maybe but I don't wanna think about him anymore. I'm more focused on my career. Which I'm thinking about starting either a model line or lingerie line, what do you think."

I've had my suggestion about what I want to start, fashion/ model or lingerie magazine line. I like both but I have no clue which one.

"Oh la la, I absolutely love both. Pick the one you'll be more comfortable in making. This is your brand, make it extravagant do whatever you think you would succeed in. I believe in you 1000%." Ashanti has always had my back no matter what, that's why I love her absolutely so much.

"Thank you sista. I think I know exactly what I'll launch as soon as I get the feel of what's it's gonna be like running a business. Per Onyx request." Ashanti smiles at me.

"You know he'll bend over backwards for you. That man will do anything for you." I roll my eyes at her.

"Shut up." I say. "Don't wait up, I'm gonna go driving unless you wanna go with me?" I ask her.

She turns her head and gives me a knowing look, "Okay I'm going to go change and I'll be right back." She's crazy but I wouldn't change her for the world.

Ashanti will always be my rock, no matter what.

Since it's still warm here I change into a loose fit t-shirt and a pair of ripped jean shorts. With of course a pair of Jordans that match my shirt. I add my black purse with it.

"Ashanti." I call out her name.

She comes running in my room, "What do you want?" I roll my eyes.

"What car do you want us to take." I have 3 cars and Ashanti had a nice Mustang that I absolutely love.

"Your Lambo." She says in a 'duh' tone. I stick my tongue out.

"Okay." We both go downstairs and I grab the keys and we leave out the garage.

I love this car. We both get in and the engine starts roaring. My favorite.

As we leave through the garages we just decide to drive around and vibe to music. My all time favorite when there is nothing to do.

I love to drive, that's why I have that many cars, I love each and everyone and will drive every single one all day.

We decide to go pick a restaurant to eat at since we're very hungry. I park my car in a parking spot. Ashanti decided she wanted to go to a steakhouse and I couldn't agree more.

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