"You're a star now, welcome to the big league. They all wanna pic. They all wanna see what you're made of, what you're gonna do. Is life gonna get the best of you?"
(Written 12/5/15 - 2/20/17)
(Under editing from 2/21/17 - 6/27/17)
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Later in the day after practicing choreography for the VMA performance, I was outside the large apartment building where I was about to nearly have a heart attack. "Here, take this." Lester handed me a navy blue bookbag. Lester ran me through the plan. I go in, get ready, then go to the guys apartment and before I 'seduce him' I make him drink a drugged alcoholic drink.
"Within 10 minutes he'll be passed out. Leave a note that says 'thanks for the good time' with a heart." Lester instructed. I nodded.
"Okay." My voice was shakey.
"Don't draw any attention to yourself." Lester added.
"Don't fuck it up kid." Michael said.
"She won't." Trevor stood up for me.
I rolled my eyes at Michael. "I'll be back." I said and opened the car door. I got out of the car and slung my bag over my shoulder and walked up the steps to the building.
I found a private bathroom in the lobby of the huge and elegant building. I locked the door and put my bag on the white marble counter.
I repeated a large number of curse words in my head as I put my hair up into a bun and did my makeup. I put on a wig cap and pinned the black wig into place. I put on the extremely provocative outfit and wondered where the hell Lester got this?
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I slipped the powder packet into my back pocket and left the bathroom and went upstairs in the elevator to the top floor where I was told the man who's name I didn't even know resided.
My heart was pounding in my chest as I knocked on the door. Fuck Michael and Trevor and Lester and Franklin for making me do this. Fuck the union depository.
I was up in one of the most expensive apartment buildings in LS about to seduce a guy to steal his ID card just so daddy dearest could break into the FIB. I could hear the bass from loud music playing through the door. The door opened and an attractive man, mid thirties with dark hair and brown eyes stood before me in a suit.
"Hi," I bit my lip and tried to be sexy. "I thought you might be lonely. Care for more some company?" I asked. I could see a ton of guys with hot girls dressed like I was in their laps.
His smirked. "For you baby, anytime."
He opened the door wider and I could see into his huge apartment. Bingo, I saw he had a bar on the right side and a shelf filled with bottles. I set my bag down at the door.
"Do you mind if I make us a drink?" I asked him. "I get real dirty once I have a drink in me." Is that what people say?
"I don't mind sweetheart. Meet me in the bedroom." He said in my ear so I could hear over the music.
