Video Vixen (August Alsina Story)

Chapter 2

Saturday Brittany's POV
"Grandma, Im otw" I said into the phone. "See you soon, Bye"

"Its DJ TJ tunning in! Here's a new joint from the boy August Alsina on Hot 107.9!" said my radio. Hmm, just my luck.

 Riding through the city with a bad bitch with me
She wanna know if she can bring her friends all my niggas wanna know if they pretty
Yea they can tag along
Bet you I could tag em all
With a little loud and some alcohol but I'ma pass em all to my niggas
Kick em out when I'm done nigga fuck em all
Back to the grind nigga work so hard like i get paid overtime
But when I see the check I'm geeked run up in the mall buy the same thing 3 times
Call it 4 play cause' when the hoes see me shop you can hear the panties drop
Running up a check get em so wet gotta ball out call it b.o. flex

I turn the station. Really? This is music? He's so conceited and up his own ass.

Sometimes I wonder why the hell i'm still doing this since MALE R&B singers and rappers talk bad about us women. Like calling us bitches and hoes, having us show our bodies, fucking and ducking.

I mean, Ik apart of being a video vixen is to show off my body and allat, but I hate it. But i'm tryna make it to college for a real careerBut, what gives them the right to take advantage of us?? I don't understand. Why can't we dress and act like the video girls did back then?
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I arrive at my Grandma's house. I call her my "grandma" because she was a older woman throughout adopting me and raising me.

She still is my mother but she and I prefer to call her grandma. Here's a little background on my life. I was born on October 31th 1992 in Atlanta Georgia. Yes,I am 22 years old.

I have never met my birth parents at all but I remember being put in foster care at age 3 and finally getting adopted by my savior, my grandma, Leslie Brooks. All the information they had on me was my real name, which is Brittany Williams on my birth certificate. It had my so-called parents names on there and my birthday of course.

But I never really grown to love my birth mother before I was put in adoption so I have no connection nor affection for her. Leslie had all of that for me when she adopted me.

As I got older, I started to wonder where and who my parents were. Grandma started to ponder about my sudden decisions but she knows I wouldnt leave her for them.Why would I give up on the women who gave me a chance and a loving home for all years?

I just wanted to find and ask them some questions. Like, why would leave your little girl? What made you do this without any numbers left behind so I could at least visit or talk? I had sooo many questions and I wanted answers. So, I started to research. I looked EVERYWHERE and found nothing.

I even checked the police station, so they could help me out, but NOTHING. Its like they disappeared in thin air. But as time went by, I gave up and forgot all about it.

But Of course I still need to see my 'parents' , but I'm not worried at all right now.
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I unlocked her door and stepped inside. "GRANDMA!! YOU HOME?" I yelled.

"Yes girl, come in the kitchen"she yelled. I smiled and stepped in the kitchen.

"Hey grandma" I said as I hugged her.

"Hey baby, how you doing?"

"I'm good, just trying to survive out here, but mmm what you cooking?"

She smirks and says "My breakfast"

I pout and say "Fr? C'mon Grandma, You know since I moved out I havent had any of your good cooking!"

She laughs. "Girl, you'll be okay, but i gotta talk to you, c'mon in the living room" I shrug.

"Alright", I say as I follow her in the living room.

"So wassup?" She sighs and starts to speak, "Well, are you still you know, doing that little job of yours?" I sigh and roll my eyes.

Here she go again. After highschool, I was really determined to get out of my grandma's house and become INDEPENDENT but I really needed a job that paid well.

You really couldn't get a nice job with a high school diploma so the only options I had were fastfood restaurants,grocery stores or retail shops. I had way too much in life to offer

. I always wanted to be a hair stylist, but money was the issue. Me and Leah were both in a position where we couldn't afford college, so we went to research.

All of a sudden, Leah came across a job that I WAS NOT EXPECTING TO DO. A Video Vixen. I looked at her like she crazy.

I was not about to come one of them video hoes, shaking my ass and tits. She explained how it was better than being a stripper and fucking for money. I still disapproved because my grandma didn't raise no hoe.

So , I just found me a job at a bakery and stayed at my grandmothers. I discovered that that job wasn't paying off so of course Leah stepped back in and started to convince me again. I finally started to research it myself, and found out it wasn't that bad. A video vixen gets paid alot of dough, but of course it depended on how known the artist was.

I finally agreed but I knew my grandma would disapprove. So me and Leah went over to tell her, and boyyy did that go left. She got really pissed and told me she was really disappointed. But, she said if that would get me the money for college, she couldn't blame me. I promised her that once I earn the money I need, I'll quit for good.

"Mommma, you know why im doing it! And yes i am!" I yelled.

"Girl, don't yell at me, I was just asking! Now, I know why you're still doing it, but it's been 4 years now! Don't you have enough?" she asked. I sighed,

"It isn't that easy grandma! You know I got bills to pay and I gotta keep clothes on my back"

"You know You could stay in a dorm??"

"Yes Ik, but that isn't enough space for me, so I prefer for my own space, so grandma chillout!"

"I'm just not pleased on how your making your money Brit!"

"Why are you always in my business? It shouldn't concern you on how I make my money ma" I said.

"So what, you enjoy your little job now?" she yells.

"NO MOM I DONT!! I DONT EVEN KNOW WHY YOUR SO CONCERNED ABOUT WHAT I DO? YOUR THE ONE WHO WAS TO BROKE TO AFFORD ME TO GET A REAL CAREER" I yelled in her face. Her face softened up.

"I was just trying to care for you but I see you don't appreciate that, so im done." she says as she walks off. I sigh and said "Mom, I didn't mean it, I'm sor-"

"No, I get it Brittany. I'll just stay out your business for now on" she says. "Momma, don't" I said as she slams her bedroom door.

I sigh and leave her house. You see, I don't mean to get all aggressive with her like that but she just makes me so mad! She just doesn't understand.

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