Fame Changed You. (Princeton Love Story)

Chappie 2 :)

Pov: Princeton

Time: 12:36

Location:Interscopes Studio

"Ha nigga, I fucking win!" Ray cheered as he slammed down the remote, doing a happy dance. Roc looked down, disappointed. He glanced up and smirked at Ray.

"Rematch!" He challenged. Ray stopped laughing and chuckled.

"You really want to lose again, don't you?" Ray sighed, laughing while he picked up the remote.

"Aw come on, real men let the girls win." Roc joked, restarting the game. Ray's face turned serious with anger as he glared at his oppionet.

"Haha, very funny." Ray joined in, rolling his eyes.

"Dude, only girls roll their eyes!" Prodigy laughed, dropping his phone. Roc joined in and they laughed hystericlly.

I walked over to the couch and sat down as someone bursted through the door. Keisha.

"Guys, get up!" Keisha yelled, as we all jumped up grabbing our shoes. "You have an interview with Tiff in less than 5 minutes! Go downstairs in the sitting room, they should be there any minute." Keisha screamed as we all rushed to the elevator. Y'know, with our other interviews, the guys never ran this fast to meet a celebrity.

Seems like I'm not the only one with my eyes on Tiff. Well, except Prod, who has a girlfriend.

We all made it on time to the sitting room. Ray quickly put on his shoes and fixed his braids. Prodigy was smiling at his phone, Roc was being Roc, and me? I fluffed my fro a bit and adjusted my clothes.

About 8 minutes flew by, and this Tiff chick was running late.

"Where is she?" Prod complained. "I have a date to attend at 3!"

Just then, the door busted open and there stood the light red head on television about an hour ago.

"I uhm, got thirsty." She said sipping her slurpee. "Sorry.''

We all just starred at her. There wasn't much to say considering the fact, we didn't know her and her beauty kinda of got us hooked. Well me.

"You guys are Mindless Behavior, right?" She asked, closing the door lightly. We all nodded as she took a seat.

"I'm Ray. And you are?" Ray flirted, taking her hand and kissing it.

"Tiffany, but call me Tiff." She replied, snatching her hand back. Roc laughed at Ray as his smirk fell. "Nice game, bro." He joked.

"I'm Roc, that's Prod, and Prince. I'm pretty sure you met Ray." Roc introduced

"It's nice to meet you guys." She smiled, showing her perfectly white teeth.

Tiffany. I know a Tiffany. What did Giuliana say her last name was again. I thought for a good minute and gave up.

"What's your last name?" I blurted out. Everyone glanced at me with the 'Wtf' look.

"McClay."

McClay. Tiffany McClay. Tiffany McClay. Red head? Light red head? Puffy light red head. And then, it hit me. Tiffany Monè McClay. That's her.

"Tiffany Monè McClay?" I asked. Her head snapped in my direction as she looked confused.

"How do you know my middle name?" She questioned. She starred a good minute, and slightly smiled. "Jacob Anthony Perez." She smiled. I returned the smile and everyone looked at us in confusion. We both stood up and gave each other a big hug.

"I guess my chances with her are long gone." Ray muttered lowly. We released each other and smiled ear to ear.

"How you been?" She asked, looking deep into my eyes.

"Great. You look amazing. Way better when you were that little girl with the funky hair." I joked. Her smile instantly fell and she sat back down.

"Yeah." She said dryly. It grew silent and I knew I said the wrong thing. I mean, I always thought of Tiffany as a friend. And a friend only. But now, I don't know what to think anymore.

I know I shouldn't judge because of her looks but damn. She's fine as fuck.

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Pov: Tiff

Time: 1:12

Location: Interscope's Siting Room

After what Jacob just commented. I officially wanted to leave. That was extremely rude. They asked simple questions, such as favorite colors. I put up a fake smile and didn't glance at Princeton once. And for all I care, I heard he has a girlfriend. After an hour of basic questions, we all left. I quickly rushed out, not wanting to be stopped by my ex best friend. Yet, I was stopped by a swarm of paparazzi snapping pictures. I politely smiled and answered a few questions, because I honestly didn't know what to do. I usually have Danny and Manny to guide my way through. I felt a pair of hands on mine, and I was gently pulled. I turned to see Princeton grabbing my hand and excorting me to the elevator.

"Is he your boyfriend?" Paparazzi yelled. "Princeton, is it true you're cheating on Bria Sullivan, the famous actress?"

Once we made it to the elevator we pressed random buttons as the door closed. Princeton sighed, while rubbing his fingers through his hair.

"What's wrong?" I ask. Yeah, I know I'm mad at him about his rude comment, but I'm not a bitch.

"They're going to make a story of us." He shakes his head,like he's disappointed with his actions.

"What do you mean by 'Make a story?' I question. He should know that I'm not used to celebrity drama and paparazzi life.

"They're probably gonna make some shit up about us saying we're dating!" he fummed. The door opened and a little girl way at the end of the hall glanced at us with wide eyes.

"PRINCETON AND TIFF!!!" she screetched, running our way. We both pressed the elevator button mutiple times as it closed in the little girl's face.

I sighed, "So you're telling me, we're going to be the new 'celebrity couple.' "

"Well, if we tell them we don't date, they'll say we don't date and that's the end of it." Princeton replied.

"Yeah, let's do that." I say. I glance at Princeton and he seems kind of hurt. Oh well. Now he knows how it feels.

"Y'know, you changed." He says, looking straight a head.

"I know. But hey, atleast fame didn't change me as it changed you, Mr.Misfit." I am officially annoyed with this kid. He has the nerve tk say I changed. Me? Of all people. Yeah right.

As soon as the doors opened, I stepped out and didn't glance back.

"Where are you going?" Princeton asked, pressing the elevator button.

"Far away from you!" I reply, turning the corner.

I called Lisa and she sent Manny and Danny to the 5th floor to rescue me.

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After all 5 interviews, it was 3:00 and I needed to get on a plane to perform on 106 & Park.

I put on a black puffy dress with lace at the top, black fish net tights, and pink boots. I grabbed my pink leather jacket as my hairstylist exscorted me to the hairdresser.

They parted my hair down the middle and puffy it up. They added a pink bow to top it off as they sprayed hairspray.

I arrived at the airport and got on plane 143. [See what I did there? ;)]

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It took about 3 hours arriving to New York. I was performing at 6:30 so I had plently of time to get there. Once I got there, they immdently greeted me with smiles.

It was all laughs and jokes untill Bow Wow mentioned me and Princeton. The picture popped up, and all eyes were waiting for me to say something.

"We're just friends, nothing more.

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