Hey, my name is Amanda. I’m light skinned, straight brown hair, green eyes with medium height. Had on a white long sleeve crop top shirt with white leggings and white fur boots. After the concert I was tired. Me and my auntie were hungry and nobody felt like cooking tonight so we stopped at the Bo jangles restaurant before going home. Auntie told me she was going to order while I stayed behind to look for some change in the car. I found $2 in the glove box. Poofed my hair, glossed my lips, and shimmed my boobs in the mirror. Once I blew a playful kiss in the mirror, I locked up the car as I saw a big tour bus driving in the parking lot. I stood there in amazement wondering…could this be MB? Nah it couldn’t. Why would they stop by bojangles at 10: 30 at night? Well, it was after the concert tho and they had finished the Meet and Greet. I should know, I was there. We were rushed and the fans couldn’t do much. I stood outside while I was looking cute and looking out for auntie in case she was on her way back. Just then I saw Walter stepping out chatting away on his cellphone, then one by one the boys followed. They were talking amongst themselves. Well, except prod he was off to himself, walking around like he was clueless as he stopped and stared at me. The other boys were safely inside as I froze back just staring at him. He walked over to where I was standing and greeted me.
Prod: Hey ma, wassup? You look real familiar.
Me: Hey. I’m good. I know I look familiar, because I was at the M and G tonight.
Prod: Ohhhhh, that’s why.
Me: Yea.
Prod: So do you want to go in. Yo peoples probably looking for you.
Me: Ok.
We walked in as I prod followed from behind. I swear I felt his eyes staring at my booty. I had a nice shape booty. It was shaped like an onion. You could spot it from a mile away. I saw the boys all in line while my aunt just was grabbing napkins and was ready to go.
Me: But Julia, we just got here. Can I stay a little longer?
A.Julia: NO. We gotta go. You’re mom want’s you home now.
Prod had rejoined the boys in the line but I was upset. I wanted to talk to the boys because I didn’t get a chance to have a conversation with the boys. I stomped my feet and groaned real loud causing a scene. I didn’t care. I wanted to stay.
MB’s POV
Prince: *disgusted* Ugh. Just look at her.
Prod, Ray and Roc were all looking at Amanda’s booty
Ray: Oh yea we looking.
Roc: Right at her.
Prod: Mm-hmm.
Prince: Not like that, you know what I mean.
Ray: She gotta nice azz
Roc: She sure does
Prod: DAMN. It’s so nice
Ray: And think
Roc: And juicy
Ray: Like a onion
Prod: A Jelly donut *licks lips*
Roc: A powdered budunkadunk donut *licks lips*
Prince: *shakes head* Come on guys. Stop thinking about her looks. She’s obviously showing out.
Ray: *still staring at a’s azz* shouldn’t we be doing something?
Roc: *still staring* Yea, why did we come here?
Cashier: NEXT!
The boys snap out of it.
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Imagines by rayraynicki
FanfictionI love to write Imagines. They will range from mini imagines to multiple part imagines. So check them out. They be random as hell. xD Also I don't do personal requests, sorry. P.S. This whole book will include characters that are MB-related such as...