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Taraji's POV

"You better sang girl!!!" I yelled as I threw my napkin at her. I see why she won American Idol, the girl is gifted.

"That voice is liquid gold, man forreal." My co-star Danielle Brooks mumbled.

Fantasia had just finished her solo for "I'm Here" during our table read. I could listen to her talk & sing for hours. Her voice was like butter, smooth as silk.

"Oh, yall better stop it!" Tasia said with a bashful smile as she sat back down.

"Aye, who tryna go out to eat?" Danielle asked while gathering her belongings. I raied my church finger as I quickly stood up.

"Me, let's go." As me and Danielle were heading for the door, I noticed Tasia wasn't following suit. I stopped and turned around.

"Uh, Tasia, you coming?"

"Huh? Oh, nah, yall go ahead on. I have to get home and uh...feed my dog!" She said as she looked everywhere but at me. I squinted my eyes, she's said this same thing to us the first few times we asked her to come out with us.

"Tasia, if you don't like us... just say that babes." Danielle joked, making her laugh.

"No, no. I promise, I loooove my babies. My other babies just need me as well. Yall be safe tonight, I love yall. Byeee!" She called out as she strutted down the hall. Damn... all that ass back there.

"Uh T, you're drooling." Danielle spoke, snapping me out of my trance. I frowned and waved her off.

"Leave me alone! Let's go eat." I could hear her snickers from behind.
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"Listen, all I'm saying is, maybe she got a man at home that she wants to get to." I began to tune her out. No way Tasia had a man or anyone, we would know. Hell, the world would know. I wonder what she is doing right now. Is she eating? Showering? Is she really tending to that fake ass dog? I know she don't have one. I mean... I've never been to her house to know that but still, I know she ain't got no damn dog. Hell, Halle brings her cat up here, so why she can't bring her "dog"???

"EARTH TO TARAJI!" Danielle exclaimed as she waved her hand in my face.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry girl. What'd you say?" Danielle rolled her eyes with a sigh.

Ah shit, here we go again...

"You need to tell her, now. Cause if you zone out on me one more time while you're thinking about her..." I gave her an embarrassed smile.

"I'm sorry D, I don't mean to do it. I just can't help it, ugh." I groaned as I finished my margarita. D went into her purse to pay the bill but I stopped her.

"I'll get it, it's the least I can do since I was barely listening to you." I pulled out some money and placed it on the table. D covered the tip then we got up to leave.

"I wanna tell her D but... but what if I mess up our friendship? What if she gets weirded out and doesn't want anything else to do with me? I don't wanna lose her, she's an amazing person." D looked at me with a sympathetic smile. She placed her hands on my shoulders.

"She is not going anywhere, trust me. I know more than you think. Put your big girl panties on and tell herrrrr!" She drew out while playfully shaking me.

"Fine, fine! I'll tell her, soon." D grinned.

"Yeah baby! My girls are gonna be togetherrrrrr, whoop whoop!" She started singing and doing a little dance just before hoping in my car.

This was going to be a longgggggg 4 months of filming.