Michael and I were out shopping for some new clothes for Michael's new tour, we were also paying to get some things custom made for him. But we already knew that THAT was gonna take over such a loooooooong process! But anyways, OOTD CHECK!!!!
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This is what I was wearing! And also, oh! My hair! How could I forget the hair!!!!!
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(NOT THE GIRL, JUST THE HAIR.)
I straightened my hair. :)
And Michael, looked good as always.
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:).
Well anyways, Michael had found a shirt he wanted to try on.
Michael: Alright, stay here, I'm gonna go try this shirt on.
He went into the boys fitting room and I waited out side for him, I was busy looking at some other black shirts that he might've liked. Everything was all fine and dandy until these 2 boys came up and tapped my shoulder gently.
Boy 1: Excuse me miss....
I turned around and politely smiled.
Daleyza: Yes?
Boy 2: My friend thinks you're hot-
Boy 1: Shut the fuck up....
I rolled my eyes.
"Oh boy, here we go," I thought.
Daleyza: Look, what do y'all want?
Boy 2: Oooh, she's kinda feisty, a little mean one have we got here?
Boy 1: You're number...possibly?
Daleyza: I have a boyfriend, so scram kids.....how old are you anyways?
Boy 1: I'm 18, and my buddy here is 16.
Daleyza: Are you guys fucking kidding me right now? Get lost? Outta here.
Where is Michael? I was thinking.
Boy 1: C'mon, you can't hook a nigga up?
THEY'RE WHITE.
Daleyza: Did you just say the n-word!?
Boy 2: Yea so?
Daleyza: You're colonizers!
Boy 1: Colonizers? Wow! Woooow!
Boy 2: You're black, you seem like the type of black woman who only likes black men!
Daleyza: You're right, I do only like black men and I LOVE my black man!
Boy 1: Right! So maybe if I act black, you'll like me better?
Michael: Hey babe, what's going on? Who are you guys?
Michael held me from the side and was confused about what was going on.
Oh, and he had the black shirt on, and did I mention that he looked good in it too???!!!
Daleyza: These racist ass BOYS won't leave me the fuck alone!
Boy 2: Oh, so YOU'RE the boyfriend?!
Michael: Look, go find your mother, get off the nipple, your bottle is in the fridge!
Boy 1: Nah.....
The guy stepped closer to me.
Boy 1: I haven't got to hit that yet-
And then BOOM!
Just like that baby....
It was over.
Dude went flying after Michael punched him, his little friend ran over to him to check if he was okay. I looked over and saw security coming our way.
Daleyza: Uh-oh, security is coming.....
Michael quickly took off the shirt, threw it, we grabbed our personal belongings and sprinted out of the store.
