Cordelia is a fan girl with a passion for hair and a hunger for success. She's content with her life until Lil Yachty himself flips her whole world upside down.
"I honestly wasn't tryna fight her but she swung so it is what it is. She got handled," I say into the microphone.
The next day Miles had an interview and a video of last night was all over the place. They insisted I get mic'd up for a couple of questions even though I really didn't want to."
"So you fought her over Lil Yachty," the dude says, causing me to roll my eyes hard.
"No, I did not," I say, tired of him trying to make this something it wasn't. "I fought her cause she swung on me cause if she hadn't, I would have let her keep talking all the shit she was."
"But she said she was messing with your man, didn't that make you mad?"
"No reason to get mad over things that I know aren't true. I can say, without looking stupid, that he's not fooling around on me," I say, trying to get my idea across.
"How are you so sure of that? The temptation can be so real when artist are out there."
"I'm not tempted," Miles says, chiming in. "If I wanted to mess around I could but I chose to be with her cause that's what I want."
"Plus if you're looking for him, I'll be nearby," I add.
Miles grabbed my hand underneath the table and squeezed it lightly. He has a slight smile on his face when I look back at him.
"That's interesting. Most guys out here want as many girls as possible. Seems you have a different take."
"I mean yeah I'll admit that I've had a fair share of the game but that's not something I thought I wanted forever. People don't understand that One night was a song and I was 17 and I thought it was cool but Ive seen it's all fun and games until you got 10 kids, an STD, and be lonely as hell."
I didn't really have to talk anymore though out the interview and that made me feel relieved. The only reason I did it to begin with is because Miles thought it would be good to clear things up.
After we all left, the boys really wanted to stop by a shoe store so we did. I was looking at basic shoes while they were all swooning over a pair.
I loved shoes but today I just felt like buying a pair of all black huaraches, this store was really overwhelming.
"I think Miles is about to buy a 2K pair of shoes," Brandi says, coming over by me.
I look over and I see him with a pair of shoes in his hand and they were beyond ugly. They must have been some designer brand but they were atrocious.
"Bruh them are mad ugly," I call out to him from across the room.
"Man shut up, these raw. Don't say nothing if you just getting huaraches." He stuck his tongue at me as he held up the shoe.
"Alright but just know, you not going no where with me in them ugly ass kicks," that's when his comes over to me and his expression changes.
"We should get matching shoes, just for the one time."
"That's hella corny," Jbans says, laughing.
"Shut up, you look hella corny," Miles says, pushing him slightly. "Pick a shoe C."
I looked around for a shoe that the both of us would look good in. After scanning for a couple of minutes, a shoes caught my eyes and I brought it over to my boyfriend.
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"11s," I said handing him the shoes. He looks at them a second and nods. After some time everyone gets rung up.
We all got into the cars and I got a text from one of my friends that live out here, Rosa.
Hey C, I see you're in LA. We need to link up somehow
For sure. I'm with my boyfriend on his business so I can just slide you the hotel addy
