Dreams • short Eazy E fan fic [Completed]

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All I want to do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
And a poom-poom, just shake ya rump.

"Yeaa.... That was Wreckx-n-effect with Rump Shaker. I see y'all out there getting it!" DJ Wild style echoed over the microphone from the DJ Booth.

"We gonna get ready to start serving the food shortly. So I'ma fade this out with a little Mariah Carey and ya'll dancing queens and kings can return to ya'll claimed table".

Oh, when you walk by every night
Talking sweet and looking fine
I get kind of hectic inside
Oh, baby, I'm so into you
Darling if you only knew
All the things that flow through my mind

"But it's just a sweet, sweet fantasy, baby", I sung as I smiled, catching my breath.

Eric and I have been dancing about six songs straight, so I was ready to sit down and regain some energy.

I placed my hand on Eric's chest, cracking a small smile.

"I'm going to use the restroom", I said breathlessly.

"Coo. You want me to walk with you?", he asked, looking down at my hand and rubbing it.

I shook my head no. "I'm okay. I'll be right back", I say as I started strolling off towards the exit, into the main hall. "Don't dance with anyone else. It will crush my heart", I pouted.

"I'm all yours Zee!", Eric called out to me, holding his arms out.

I laughed so hard my cheek bones started hurting. I never thought I would have so much fun at prom, but look who I showed up with.

I can't thank god enough and my mommy for this dream come true.

I pushed open the gold trimmed bathroom door, to find myself shimming past some girls who were looking in the full-length mirror, washing their hands and some used the bathroom.

I found an empty stall, and lifting this long dress all the way up to do my business.

"Yea...you seen her with Eazy-E"

My heart skipped a beat as I heard the bathroom door open, and Chantal voice echoed through the hollow walls.

"Mhm...that bitch must think she's a celebrity or something now. How the fuck she even got that dress?"

"Girl. I don't know. Maybe she sucked Eazy Dick for it"

"Raggedy ass heffier"

"Y'all worried about her dress. How the fuck she even be his date? She aint cute but head make any nigga commit"

I looked down at my legs as the bathroom erupted in laughter at that comment. I bit down roughly on my bottom.

I'd never degrade myself for any materialistic piece of clothing or to be on a date with anyone.

And just like that, my self-esteem went back to ground zero.

I hurried and did my lady business before emerging from the stall to see their faces.

How could people so beautiful on the outside be so ugly on the inside?

I cleared my throat, making no eye contact with them.

"Excuse me." I say as I tried to walk to one of the sinks.

Chantal moved in my path, blocking me. I looked up and seen her friends surrounding me.

I felt tears start to swell in my eyes, blurring my vision. So much for a magical night.

"How the fuck you get him to be here with you?", Chantal spat as she stepped in my face.