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-Jermaine-

I woke up and hopped straight into the shower. My uncle Justin had scheduled costuming literally the day after auditions, he wasn't one to waste time.

In all honesty, I was a little nervous about this role. I had never played a character with so much emotion before. It was always a jock or an older brother, but this time I was finally getting to star in a movie.

It was as frightening as it was exciting.

My uncle had been writing and directing movies since I was young, and he practically raised me so I was always around the filmmaking environment.

My parents were total junkies my whole life. They were always dropping me off over at uncles, aunties, grandparents, cousins, anywhere they could ship me off too until they finished snorting their coke. My uncle just happened to be the one I ended up with the most.

This went on for my whole childhood until my dad overdosed not too long after my 17th birthday. My mom was so hurt by his passing that eventually she went to rehab and got off all that shit. She still did a little weed every now and then but I do too, so who was I to judge?

I say it with such ease now, but it was a really dark time for everyone.

I decided it didn't really matter what I wore because it was going to come off while I get fitted anyway. I threw on some gray joggers, a plain black tee, and my black kappa slides. I added my gold chain just to be extra.

Tony said he would see me at the meeting later because he had a last minute appointment this morning and couldn't make it, so I was driving myself today.

A 20 minute drive later, I walked through the double doors into the building.

"Yoo." I threw up a hand at everybody and got a few "heys" back. But of course, the low "good morning" from Ashanti stood out the most to me. I sat down in one of the couches along the walls and got comfortable.

She was already getting fitted, and three different measuring tapes from three different girls were being snaked around parts of her body.

She looked out of it, wearing some big ass headphones on her head and staring off into space. I wondered how she had heard me come in, but then I saw one ear was uncovered as she pretended to listen to what the girls were telling her about the curves of her body.

The curves of her body.

She was wearing a skin-tight grey romper and even with her somewhat slim figure, there wasn't anything slim about what she had going on back there. I mean honestly.

I watched as they made her turn certain ways and lift her arms at different angles. They even made her bend over to touch her toes. It took everything in me to look away when she did.

Eventually she was done and next it was my turn. I walked over to where Ashanti was putting on her coat to leave.

"Unt unt, where you think you going?" I grabbed the top of her coat from behind her and gently pulled it back down her arms.

"Home..." She looked at me over her shoulder.

"The hell you are. I just sat here for half an hour and watched you get measured and shit, now you gone watch me."

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