Eat: A Lyrical Miracle

Prologue

• Sincere's point of view •

And I got the loud no seeds no sticks.

So hoes up if you think you need a fix.

I'm a downtown nigga new kid on the block.

So if you need the crack then come and get the rock.

I'm a get you high take you to the top If you try to fall in love I'm a make your heart stop.

"Stop. I'm not liking what I'm seeing." Taylor said with her arms crossed at her chest. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket and told everybody to take a 5 minute break, only to be followed off stage by Taylor fine ass.

I checked my messages to see KeKe name pop up- she called and texted me 12 times since rehearsal started. That was only 6 hours ago- not nearly as long as it usually takes for these types of things, so you'd think she'd chill a little bit.

"Jenna keeps fucking up and I'm getting frustrated. She's about to get cut. Are you even listening to me?" she asked, with her arms still crossed at her chest.

I got a cup of water and leaned against the table, filled with donuts, chips and sandwiches.

"Of course I am. Which one is that again?" I asked, checking my Twitter.

"I was saying, that the girl to the right of you, Jenna, can't get the steps right. It's 1, 2, 3, 4." she demonstrated.

"Sin, this your first major show and it's in less than 2 weeks." she said, grabbing a donut. Before I could open my mouth, another text came through.

I keep nodding my head to what Taylor is saying, even though I'm really not listening. I know she only wants the best for me. After all, she is one of the best choreographers in the game- I just wish she'd chill sometimes. It's always about work with her.

"Taylor, calm ya pretty ass down. If this Jennifer chick don't get it right the next two times, she's cut."

"Thank you. And stop calling me pretty before you start something you can't finish." she said throwing her hair over her shoulder and walking back on stage.

I watched Taylor walk away as her hair swayed to her lower back, meeting her ass that sat perfectly. Taylor was short with a big attitude and it wasn't just physical attraction with her.

We were childhood friends and go way back. Aside from her body, shawty has talent and she about her money- 2 things we have in common. I took off my shirt and wiped my face, throwing my shirt in my book bag, handing my phone to one of the producers on set.

"Give this to Trouble." I said, handing my phone off and running back on stage.

"Which one of yall Jennifer?" I asked, overlooking the 6 girls that danced behind me.

"Jenna." Taylor whispered in my ear.

"Jenna, that's what I said." I coughed.

"That's me." Jenna said, raising her hand. This Jenna girl is breathtaking, with long black hair, pretty ass smile- but two left feet.