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||CHAPTER FIVE||

Dedicated to SoDanielle

"So don't listen to that vine of grapes/They're nothin' but liars hatin'"-Field Mob ft. Ciara, "So What"

FIFTY-THREE DAYS UNTIL THE WEDDING...

The Shade Room: Soon to be #MsTeyanaCollins gives us a look into what goes down in the bedroom behind doors of her and fiancé, heavyweight boxer #DameCollins via snapchat. The steamy video is the aftermath of what can only be described as a clear knockout when she pans the camera on her sleeping fiancé. #Teyana teases all by showing her huge diamond ring, estimated to have cost a quarter of a million dollars, which quickly puts a rest to any rumors of trouble in paradise between the two. What do you think Roomates? Is it convincing or a publicity stunt?

TEYANA sat patiently as she had her hair and makeup done for her first official filming of the hit reality show "New Money". The show detailed the lives of the newfound fame celebrities entering the world, showing their rise to superstardom. Today the cast was supposed to get together at an event held by season one's cast member couple Eric, an upcoming rapper from Queens and his longtime girlfriend Yvone.

Teyana wasn't sure what to expect since the only reality television experience she had was watching Love and Hip Hop and The Housewives, this show seemed to be a combination of both shows into one. She closed her eyes and then opened them again, before going on her Instagram. Teyana snapped a quick picture of herself smiling while getting ready for filming:

@Teyana4BK: Season One Bitch #NewMoney

Teyana scrolled down her feed and saw the shade room had reposted her video, so she commented: @theshaderoom: knock him out like fight night bet you'll keep him for more than one night.

Laughing uncontrollably, she put her phone on silent and continued to get pretty and petty for the day. She was trading in her signature all blonde weave for a jet-black wig with hints of blonde at the bottom of Shirley temple curls. She just hoped she would not have to fight a bitch so early in the season, but if push came to shove, she knew she would with zero hesitation.

"Hey Teyana, what can we expect from you this season?" Mia asked. She was one of the show's producers. She was there when Teyana signed her contract for a quarter of a million dollars plus the extra million, they offered for the wedding special. Being rich never sounded so good until now, Teyana thought.

"Well, you can expect to see me living the good life obviously," She smiled into the camera.

"What are your thoughts on the other cast members?"

"I love them."

"What about the rumors going around that you knew Shante and that you had stolen her ex-boyfriend back in the day?"

She laughed, "You can't keep no man that don't want to be kept, that's why it's a rumor."

Easy. This was a piece of cake. Teyana came on here to show my fabulous life, not get no alcohol thrown in her face. So, these botched bitches better play nice and take notes, she thought to herself.

"Teyana, how do you think the other cast members will perceive you?" Mia asked.

"I think, they'll either love me or hate me," she smirked, "but either is fine with me."

The doorbell rang, catching everyone's attention.

"Excuse me, I have to get that."

Teyana got up and went to the door.

Speaking of rumors, it was Shante and her man Evant.

Teyana smiled sincerely, hoping the crazy bitch wouldn't start no shit.

"Hi, welcome to my home," she held the door open for them, "Come in, why don't you?"

Shante, the bitch she was, put on a fake smile and let Evant lead her in.

"We bought some wine, if you don't mind," Evant said. He was a handsome man. He was a caramel complexion with dimples and hazel eyes, and a fresh fade. Although, he was no match for her man Dame, but he was still nice to look at.

Shante was pretty despite her downright ugly personality; she was a dark skin beauty. She was flaunting in her Fashionova dress. The mini dress was hot pink and showed off her lean model type body. She wore her hair in a high bun and wore a black chinchilla fur coat. Her hot pink lipstick complemented her dress and whole outfit she topped off with five-inch black stilettos.

"Sure," she took it from him and place it in the refrigerator.

"Where's Dame?" Shante's nosey ass asked.

"He's in a meeting, He may stop by later."

"Hmm...I see, could that be because of that ghetto brawl TMZ reported?"

Teyana took a deep breath before I could even speak, "Excuse me?"

"You heard me, bitch!" She took a step, like she was going to do something.

"I don't believe I did, so you may wanna repeat it," Teyana sized her up from the kitchen island.

"Bitch, don't play with me, one call and your ass are gone!"

"Oh, so I did hear you right," before Evant could break it up, she lunged for her.

"What was that whack bitch?!" Teyana screamed as she grabbed her weave and hit her with the wine bottle upside her head, as Evant tried to pry them from each other.

Damn, so much for playing it nice...

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Meanwhile on the other side of town...

"I ain't mean to fight man, shit just got out of hand. Now this shit with Mayweather, I don't want no beef, but I'll whoop his ass, if need be," Dame slammed his fist into the table as he sat with his agent, publicist, and the rest of his team.

"You need to relax, you don't understand how serious this is," his publicist said, "Mayweather could end your career and then where would you be? Right back on your Brooklyn block."

Dame said nothing as he begins to think about if he lost his contract. He would be nothing, right back at the beginning.

Would Teyana leave him?

No, she wouldn't.

She loved him; she was there when they could barely afford to go to Chili's. As soon as he got a little money, he took her to Red Lobster. He smiled, she got so excited when she got her crab cakes. Even though, they could afford it she stole the silverware. She never switched up; she was still the same girl from Brookyln he met all those years ago with her girls.

"Dame, did you hear me?" his agent said, bringing him back to earth.

"Yes, I won't act up again, can we fix this?"

His team looked at him, "I think so, but you need to stay away from the projects and present a clean image, do not respond to Mayweather."

He nodded, but he wasn't sure if he could help himself from clapping back at Mayweather. He didn't care for Mayweather and personally wanted to beat his ass for being a showoff. He wasn't even a good fighter; he just ran and dodged hits in the ring. He was a punk.

In sync, their phones buzzed as all social media sites begin reporting on their client.

TMZ: Dame's fiancé reportedly busts a wine glass on cast mate's head to defend her man, during taping. YIKES!

TheShadeRoom: Seems like Dame and Teyana may be more trouble than their worth? What do you think roommates?

BallerAlert: Is the new it couple running on their 20th minute of fame?

HollywoodUnlocked: What's wrong with Teyana? Did she lose her mind?

"You need to get her on the phone right now!" his publicist yelled.

Dame sighed, more money more problems, right?

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