We Belong

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Lani,

"Who the promoter?" I asked Chyna as soon as she got in the car. I was picking her up so I could handle this promoter situation.

"Damn butch let me get in the car first, and she's more of a manager type shit." She said and I nodded letting her know I was listening.

"Her name is Stephanie aka Steph and she manages big people like Jeremih amd August Alsina. I think at one point she managed Trey Songz but they fucked around and shit got hectic." She said making me laugh.

"Okay so you told her about me and she wants to meet with me?" I asked excitedly and she nodded with a smile.

"Yup. She said she could meet with you now if you free." I screamed with excitement accidentally making us swerve. I got control of the car again and continued driving.

"What about the twins, do she know I'm bringing them?" I asked looking in the rearview mirror at them.

"I mentioned that you might but I didn't say if you were going to for sure. She said it was fine." I smiled grabbing my phone.

"Good, what's the address?" She told me the address and I put it in my GPS. Twenty minutes later we made it to our destination and got out grabbing the twins.

"Money here I come!" I said excitedly. I followed Chyna to the office and was greeted by a woman who was probably only a few years older than me. She had a petite body and blonde hair that stopped at her shoulders.

"Hey Chy bear! Hello Lani!" She said happily shaking my hand. I smiled as me and Chyna sat the carseats down.

"Hi! Thanks for wanting to meet up with me." I said gratefully. She nodded taking a seat at her desk.

"No problem, but my schedule is extremely tight this week so I not only want to speak with you today but I would like to get everything done and out the way. That is, if I like you of course." She explained and I nodded making sure to take everything in.

"That's fine with me, I'm pretty sure you'll like me." I said confidentially.

"Okay great, the first thing we are going to do is hear you sing. My course says you have talent." She said glancing over at Chyna.

"Okay. You want me to sing here?" I asked kinda confused.

"No, actually we can go into a booth. Follow me." Me and Chyna grabbed the twins and followed Stephanie a few doors down. We walked in the and she immediately started turning things on. She handed me a pair of headphones and told me to go in the soundproof room.

"Now, we're not gonna record you yet, I just want to hear how you sound." I nodded and waited for the beat to play before I started singing.

"You see right through me, how do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit, how do you, how do you, how do you? You let me win, you let me ride, you let rock, you let slide, and when they lookin? You let me hide, defend my honor, protect my pride! The good advice I always hated, but looking back it made me greater, you always told me forget the haters, just get my money just get my weight up! Know when I'm lying, know when I'm crying, it's like you got it down to a science, why am I trying? Know you ain't buying, I tried to fight it back with defiance! You make me laugh, you make me hoarse, from yelling at you, and getting at you, Picking up dishes, throwing them at you! Why are you speaking, when no one asked you?" The music cut and I took off the headphones looking at Stephanie who had a huge smile on her face.

"That's was perfect!" She said speaking into the mic. I jumped excitedly and came out the soundproof room.

"You're exactly what I need. Female rapper and singer! Your beautiful and yet your a mom!" She exclaimed happily.

"Thank you so much!" I picked up Liberty and kissed her cheeks.

"Now that I know that I want you! No doubt about it. I want to get your name out there fast and what better way to do it then have you collaborate with one of my already big clients. Before we can do that we have to think of a name, unless you want to use your real name." I shook my head. I already knew what I wanted my stage name to be.

"I want Minaj." I said and her and Chyna looked at me weirdly.

"Minaj? Why?" She questioned trying to understand.

"I've always liked that. I would love to see 'Minaj' plastered on billboards next to my face." I said thinking about it.

"How about something more common. Like Tina, or Nicki?" Stephanie offered and I shook my head.

"I don't want common, I want unique." She nodded and Chyna smiled.

"Nicki Minaj! Both common and unique." I smiled liking her idea. Nicki Minaj, I could picture that.

"Yes I love that! Nicki Minaj!" Stephanie said nodding her head.

"I'm gonna make you famous, and when you get paid I get paid so we'll both be happy! I need you to take a couple headshots for me. I'm gonna have you so busy starting next week. I have to deal with my client Jeremih in a few hours but I'll be all yours next week."

"Okay that's fine, just give me a call when your ready."

"But for now come on. We're gonna see how you are in front of a camera." We grabbed the twins and followed her to the elevator. We walked down the hall and she opened the door revealing a whole camera crew and models posing.

"Go over to Justine and she'll get you ready!" She instructed and I handed her Liberty doing as told. They got me dressed and did my hair and make which took about two hours. Before I knew it I was behind cameras posing like a cover girl model. If this is what moving on feels like I'm loving it.

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