Burn

Chapter 1

{ Usher }

"Yo Max, I'm in the mood for some pancakes there's this little diner right on the corner of Crenshaw and Wentworth, take me there," I said as I pulled out my head phones.

"You got it Mr. Raymond," my driver Max said as he started my escalade and drove off. I had been touring all month long, and I was tired. I was tired of signing autographs, and taking pictures. I just wanted to relax.

Sometimes I wondered why God blessed me with my many talents. I know some people would die just to be famous, but the famous life isn't all that it's cracked up to be. Sometimes I wanna go out, go on dates, but then again I'm Usher Raymond, I'm not a normal guy. These women see me and the first thing they want is what's in my bank account.

I've looked high and low but I still haven't found the right women yet. The women I can build with, and have a future with. Somebody who will love me for me, and not my money. I took a deep breath and chuckled. Asking for a honest woman, is like a poor person trying to be rich.

I shook my head and turned to the Jazz station on my Apple Music account. I laid my head against the window and just looked out at all the people living normal lives. Walking to the mail box, going to the park with their kid, riding their bikes, without being stalked by crazy fans and paparazzi. I would do anything to be able to do that again.

Once we pulled up to the diner, Max hoped out and opened the door for me. "I'll be out in a few," I said as I put my shades on. Max nodded and pulled out his cigarette.

I walked inside the diner and to the front were the greeter was. "Hi can I help you?" She asked. I couldn't even because she was so damn gorgeous, and her eyes were mesmerizing. She had long beautiful hair which was flowing past her shoulders. She was so beautiful I couldn't even tell if she was wearing makeup or not. I could see the light lipstick and eye liner she had on. My mouth began to water as my eyes traveled down to her perfect C cups. She looked to be an exact height of 5'5. Probably weighing 145 pounds. She had an amazing smile, that matched perfectly with those eyes of hers. When she smiled her dimples were in full affect. She had a necklace with a butter fly on it, and a one simple ring with an orange diamond on it. Orange must have been her favorite color. One thing I liked was that, She really made that cheap uniform she was wearing look good.

"Uh... Yeah... Can I get a seat near the back," I stumbled. "Sure right this way," she said as she grabbed a menu and led me to the back. "God damn," I mumbled under my breath as I watched her rear end. She was defiantly blessed.

"Can I get you started on any drinks?" She asked. I loved how her forehead wrinkled whenever she talked. She had some sexy full eyebrows. "Yeah... Uh... I'll take a glass of apple juice," I replied.

"Okay coming right up, go ahead and look at your menu, and I'll be back to take you're order," she said.

"Okay," I replied not once taking my eyes off of her. I took my shades off and looked down at the menu.

"Mommy look it's Usher!" A little girl sitting in front of me cheered. I waved and she waved back. "Usher I am a big fan of yours can I please get a picture?" Her mother asked. "Sure I replied," as I stood up.

I took a picture with her and her daughter and then I signed a few autographs. Several of the waitresses including the manager asked for pictures and an autograph, except for the girl who seated me.

Just as I sat down she came out with my apple juice and began taking my order. I was shocked that not once did she ask for an autograph or for a picture. I ate my food in peace with her still lingering in my thoughts. I watched her as she helped the other customers in the diner, she continued to do her job like I didn't exist.