Dear Old Nicki... (Nicki Minaj Love Story)

Chapter Two

"Nicki! Nicki! Nicki!"

The screaming of my name had pulled me back from my thoughts of the past. I looked up and saw that it was Weezy trying to get my attenion.

"Huh." I said snapping back into reality.

"Man, you been doin a lot of that zonin' out shit lately. But, anyway, I just wanted to tell you that we almost in Miami." Wayne said.

"Alright." I replied looking back out the window.

It took me a long time to get to this place I'm in now. I mean, who would've thought a girl with long acrylic nails, big hooped earrings, and a ghetto ass attitude would be signed to one of the biggest music labels in the world? Who would've thought that I would blow up this quick? I sure as hell didn't and neither did Savon.

He loathed my career. He was constantly bringing me down about it. He always said things like "You're never gonna make it," , "Nobody's gonna sign you" and shit like that .

I look back on it now and laugh. It's funny how when somebody brings you down so much, that they end up bringing theirself down. I'm not worried about it though. I'm more foucused on this show I have tonight.

I looked down at my nails and saw how bad i needed a fill-in. I checked my iPhone to see what time it was.

"2:36 pm. Just enough time to stop and get my nails done." I said to myself.

"Siri, what is the best nail shop in Miami called?" I asked my phone.

"The best nail shop is in East Miami. It's called 'Nailicious'." The automated voice called back.

"Thanks, Siri. Make me a reminder to get my nails done before the show at 7:30." I commanded.

"Reminder set."

I grabbed my purse and rummaged around in it for my earphones. Once I found them I plugged them in my ears and played my favorite song. It just happened to be one of my hits. Y'all may know it. It's called Still I Rise.

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Four Hours Later

"Nicki, you look amazing. I hope you do great." A familiar voice said behind me. I turned around to face him.

"Thanks, Drake." I said.

Drake is a fellow labelmate. He stands at 5'9, lightskined, with a deep voice. He got signed a little more than a year before me, but we both blew up around the same time.

I have a little history with him. But, it's not what you think. See, me and Drizzy go way back.

One day, I was in the studio, working as usual, and here comes Weezy and Stunna with this young guy.

"Nic, we would like for you to meet someone." Weezy said.

"Hi, I'm Drake. I just got signed." He said in a nervous voice.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Nicki."

He was really a sweetheart. Plus, he was from Canada. When he told me that I was completely ecstatic. I've always wanted to go there.

We spent the rest of the day just talking and working in the studio. He even jumped on a track of mine. We've been besties ever since.

But, Savon didn't like me spending time with Drake at all. He even told TMZ that me and Drizzy were dating. Then it was all over media take-out.

I wasn't with Savon at the time but he still tried to contact me. I wasn't having it though. And once he realized that, he made it his mission to end my career.

But, that's never gonna happen.

"Nicki, you're on in five." the production manager informed me.

"Alright. Let's pray y'all."

Everyone gathered in a circle, bowed their heads and closed their eyes.

"Dear Heavenly Father,

Please allow us to have a great show tonight. Let us inspire others. Keep everyone safe. In Jesus Christ's name we pray.

Amen."

I made my way out onto the stage and immediately, the crowd got hype.

"Where my barbz at?!" I screamed into the microphone.

Yeah tonights gonna be a good night.

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