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Chapter 8_ Aggressions

Aggressions~

Drake's POV

"Ayo, Brandon." I called out, as I spotted him in the parking lot of the building. Waving my hand I acquired his attention, and he returned a nod, gesturing to come to where he was standing.

For y'all information, I came here a bit early, cause I didn't have anything to do at the apartment while I wait for Brandon sleepy ass to wake up and get down on his morning course, so I left the place, and came here a bit early to socialise and also tour to the school.

Approaching to where he was standing, I was surprised when I saw these familiar attractive lady, not my type though, walking out of Brandon's car.

"So I'll holla at you later." Brandon says to her as he walked to her.

"Ya, sure." She bit her lips, and walked away.

He admired her behind as she walked to wherever she was going. Coming up to me he dabbed me with his eyes still laid on her.

"I see you've been hitting on a girl on yo' first day." I smirked.

"So what you jealous, about the fact that she fine and she knows me before you."

"You right she fine, but not my type." I say with capitulation, "But apparently she knew me, not as in getting to know each other, but she knew me before you." I said I was struck by remembrance last Saturday night, when she ban from getting inside Nicole's dressing room.

"What?" He says dumbfounded.

"It was the chick who I was telling about, the one who sternly stood in front of Nicole's dressing room." I explained, "I'm thinking she might be her bestie or somethin'."

"Wait, so if Rebecca is Nicole's best friend-"

"Hold up who the fuck is Rebecca." I queried cutting him off.

"The girl we were talking about fool, her name is Rebecca." He rolled his eyes.

"Oh my bad, continue."

"What I'm saying is if Rebecca goes to this school, and is also Nicole's best friend, then you might actually find your star here." He
explicated.

All of a sudden, I felt a complete happiness fall over my head. These actually meant that I could have a chance on getting Nicole to be in my father's show. To be honest, I didn't really have any other intention of searching for another person with some good vocal skills, cause Nicole has already justified what I really wanted to hear, the soothingness, the soul touching, and the mind opening. But it's really tough to convince her to work with me after what my ass did to her, but these shit ain't gonna stop me from trying to get her.

"Then why we standing here fo', let's go find her." I said as I proceed on running to wherever my legs take me as long as I find her.

My tracks were abruptly ceased when I accidentally crashed into someone, someone buff and strong.

"Sorry, my bad." I apologized, as I kept my stance stable.

"Wass up cuz, you got a problem here." He says adding an aggressive tone to it.

Glaring at the tall, and- kind of dark skin nigga, I could say I didn't like him at all, not discriminating or anything, I just didn't like how aggressive he could be over an accidental impact. Growing up I've never been the type of nigga that dealt with aggressions over futile or unintentional happenings, I either lose my mind and start some violent shit or just suck my teeth and walk away.

"Man, didn't you notice that his Bobbi Kingston's son." One of his friend beside him informed.

"I don't care who the fuck he is, all I care about is how dare these lil' bitch come crash into me." He once again spoke aggressively.