Twenty One

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"Perfect Joey! Perfect!"

"Now turn your head to the right for me!"

I quickly nodded my head, doing as told by the photographer Tony, who stood a few feet in front of me as he steady snapped pictures.

""Alright perfect, back to the left"

I then turned to my left, placing my left hand under my chin, giving him a few serious faces before tossing a closed tooth-smile in. I was currently at a shoot with De'arra for this hot magazine that's located out in Brooklyn called, TimeoutNewYork.

Today so far has been a very busy Wednesday. Although it hasn't hit noon yet, we been been on set since this way earlier this morning due to them wanting to get a shot of me in the Brooklyn streets for a better aesthetic and it was now mid afternoon. After this we had a small meeting with a few very important people at the label and then after a studio session for the rest of the day. I wasn't sure how I had this must energy but I made it work.

I knew Angel and De'arra was so tired, she always couldn't wait for the weekend so she could just sleep in. But I did need her ass here with me and she understood that. So she should be here shortly.

I knew her working as this job would come with alot especially with her not working for a couple months beforehand. She would tell me her sleep schedule was crazy but I tried to make it work with her. I understood her being new with this shit so I definitely gave her breaks whenever I truly absolutely didn't need her with me.

But besides that I can say it was amazing working with her. I kind of expected a switch in our brother sister relationship and for it to change a lot when she started the job but if anything it grew us closer expeditiously.

"You have 90's written all over you." Tony complimented

I chuckled and nodded

It was true though. I was one of the few rappers that kept that 90's - 2000's rap nostalgia going.

I knew these photos would come out nice as fuck. The city was going to LOVE this.

After a few more shots, slight flirting, and obvious eye fucking from some women that was supposed to be in the shot but I quickly turned that down. I respected my relationship and they needed to understand that.

The sound of the door opening caused Tony to make a face.

"Mmm we have company" he said steady flashing.

I removed my eyes from off of the shoot before seeing who walked in. Angel walked past the females that stood on the sideline slightly mugging her.

"Y'all can actually go home. Don't be mugging me and shit." She said making them mutter words but grab their bags and leave out of the building

I shook my head laughing "Wassup Angel." I greeted her

"Wassup." Was her reply back, giving me a slight wave and before waving to the models and the rest of my team

They loved her so much especially Andre strong ass. He took the whole bodyguard and protecting thing serious when it came to her. As if I ain't hire him for me? Tuh niggas these days.

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