I walked into the hotel with my hair products, wands, and accessories in one big bag and my traveling bag. I'm apparently styling Teyana Taylor's hair tonight. I walked in a hotel with two other girls , I didn't know
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"You Patricia?" A woman asked me.
"Yes ma'am." I said to the middle aged woman.
"Eww don't call me ma'am, makes me feel old, but anyway me and you are gonna be sharing rooms all 2 months and I need to lay out some rules for you." She said confidently. I stared at her as she took a breath.
"Don't bring no bullshit in any of our rooms, don't be up after 9, no eating in here, don't talk loudly on the phone , and don't call me ma'am. Okay?" She said popping her lips.
I wanted to tell her 'I'm 22 and can do whatever the fuck I want but I wanna make a good impression and be respectful and humble.'
"Okay..." I said.
"I'm Jersey. " She said.
"Jersey?" I asked.
"Did I studder?" She asked not wanting to repeat herself. She flipped her hair and walked in the bathroom.
"She's a hand full, yeah?" A girl said.
"YES and I just met her." I said letting out a breath of relief.
"Yeah she always get like this on any occasion, I've been working with her for 5 years. Oh and pleasure to meet you." The girl said putting out her hand to shake. I shaked it.
"I'm Patricia." I said to her.
"I'm May." She said.
"So your sharing a room with us too? " I asked
"Oh noo, I'm rooming with another girl. It's just you and Jersey." She said. I notice how deep her voice was and laid back she was.
"So where are you from May?" I asked.
"Los Angeles, California." She said. I also noticed she Mexican and something else.
"That's cool I'm from the south, I'm from New Orleans." I said.
"That's cool I bet life's great out there." She said.
"Well the states great but my personal life not so much." I said.
"Is completely understand, I grew up without a mother." She said.
" I grew up without parents." I said. I sat my stuff down and laid on the bed.
"You smoke?" She asked.
"Oh no." I said.
"Oh well I'll be outside if you need me." She said.
"Okay cool." I said. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I looked to see who was calling me. It read across the screen 'zion♡' I answered it.
P: Yellow.
Z:Red.
I laughed.
P: wassup man.
Z: nun just thinking about you, talking to you.
P: great thinking, I'm so flattered.
Z: so you talk to your boyfriend, August lately on the bus.
I frowned.
P: are you trying to be funny. We have nothing going on. I love you.
Z: I love you too but all that been trending on social media is you and him being together.
P: everything you read on the Internet isn't true Zion.
Z: but funny that I suspected you two had something going on with getting on it. But I believe you.
P: suspected? Do you see me fucking taking cute usies and shit with him? Writing about him on twitter? Ranting to you about him? What made you suspect this relationship you claim?
Z:..........
P: nothing. Don't call me trying to start shit, I'm working.
I hung up.
"DRAMA MAMA!" Jersey said laughing. I got off the bed.
"Shut the fuck up." I said walking out the hotel door. That felt good.
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