The Overcoming Amendment: FAME

Chapter 3

"Yo Amber!" Marvin called out jogging her way.

"Hey! I see you finally caught me." Amber smiled giving him a big hug.

"Where you been? I don't see you much out here no more." he said holding her hands standing in front of her.

"Yeah, i know. Lately i've actually been in the studio making a lil mula." she said rubbing her fingers together.

"For real?! And you ain't invite a nigga? i got some vocal skills on me." Marvin smiled, missing Amber.

"Oh really? I believe it when i see it." Amber said playfully rolling her eyes and looking the opposite way.

"You want me to sing. I know you do, with all that attitude." he kissed her cheek.

Amber's smile brightened up. "I ain't say i wanted to here it. Ugh."

"She got the best conversation, she look good from head to toe. I think one day you just might become the future Marvin O. She shop at Louie, Gucci, Fendi, and she flaws her Gucci frame." Marvin sang one of Pretty Ricky's old songs.

Amber blushed so hard that she couldn't help but have a big ass smile on her face. "Oh my gosh! Baby, you could sing."

Marvin giggled. "Come walk with me, baby girl." they began to stroll around the neighborhood. "What you want me to sing for you?"

"Fumble by Trey Songz." Amber looked up at him while holding his hand.

"Ahh. I don't listen to him but i heard a lil of that song in my sister room. Ima try though, just for you. He looked down at Amber and kissed her pink, pretty lips.

"Okay."

"We were so dumb in love. Couldn't get enough, no. But i could've loved you better. And i cant believe you never walked out. And its not your fault... I fumbled your heart. Should've let go of my past for you. You did everything i asked of you. Drive across the country if i asked you to. But I'm just bad for you. I fumbled your heart. I'm bad news, yeah I'm just bad for you. I'm bad news... I fumbled your heart."  Marvin ended the song there.

Marvin sounded like an angel sent from above. "You are so good1 Why you never told me?" Amber asked.

"Cuz you never asked." Marvin laughed.

"You sound like Trey Songz a lil bit, bae." Amber smiled, seeing what he would say.

"No the hell i don't. you got it all wrong... i don't sound like Trey Songz. Trey Songz sound like me." he said pointing to his self.

Amber bust out laughing. "Unt-Uh! You is way too much for me Marvy."

"Naww. I ain't too much for you, you too much for me." he said smiling because of her funny laugh.

"We crazy. You got people looking at us like we stupid." Amber stated.

"And... i don't care cuz we are stupid. Stupid in love." he turned to look at a jealous girl staring at them walking.

"Thirsty!" Amber said coughing out loud.

"Yooo!" Marvin raised his eyebrows laughing. "You making shit obvious."

"That hoe weave dying of thirst. That shit dryer than a mothafucka." Amber quietly said, as her boyfriend bust out laughing.

"You wrong, but right." he said putting his hand in a fist and over his mouth.

"Bae it's thundering. We should find somewhere to go cuz this dime right here cant afford another hour to get my hair done. And i payed a couple hunnit (hundred) for these Truies (True Religion Jeans).