Who would have known that we had enough trials and tribulations in so little time that Eye could make a whole album about my moments with her.
Eye am in love with this girl and she is and will always be my muse. Since the day we met, she's all Eye...
(PS: Imagine this song playing when they get busy😭❤️)
-December 28, 1991 -Chanhassen, MN -Prince's POV
Christmas has gone and nothing happened because even though Janet and her siblings converted from Jehovah's Witnesses, she still follows all of their traditions. She just doesn't identify with it really but I wasn't gonna fuss. I bought her a diamond necklace that she thought would go with a blue skirt she had. She didn't want me to get her Christmas gift so I just said it was an everyday gift. Janet wasn't going to decline either way and she loves it anyway.
Right now, Janet and I are in the living room, at Paisley Park, eating as much junk food as we could find in the kitchen pantry, upon Janet's request. She looked so tired from that dance class that she just taught Uptown but still sounded like her normal upbeat and happy self. Janet was really working those dancers but they all enjoyed it, I'm sure.
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After her class was finished, I picked her up and brought her here. That was when she took out all of the cookies, brownies, chips, and any other sweets that she could find, sat next to me on the coach, muted the tv and turned to me. "So, tell me about yourself." Janet asks as she reaches for another Oreo.
I lowly laugh. "I already have, remember?" I respond.
"No. You have told me about things that have happened to you but you never told me about you, personally. What is your personality like or something to that nature? I mean, I already know but I wanna hear what you think about yourself." Janet retorts while scraping off the white cream from the cookie and placing it on the napkin.
"Why don't you eat the whole cookie like a normal person?" I ask with a slight laugh at her adorable actions, disregarding her question.
Janet shrugs. "Because it taste like salt. You still didn't answer my question, though." She says before taking a bite of her plain Oreo cookie.
I look at her with a questioning look. I hope I didn't just start a relationship with a future journalist. I'm kidding...but really though. That would kind of suck. "Well, I don't know." I think about it for a second. Huh, what is my personality like? "I guess I am quiet and shy. What do you think?" I question her because I can't think of anything else.
She shrugs once more. "I would say all of that, plus bold, when you want to be, yet very mysterious." Janet states while closing up the box of Oreos.
I chuckle at her view of my personality. "What about yourself?" I ask her.
"That's easy. I am laid back, calm, fun, easy-going but too open with the wrong people." She quickly says before leaning back and opening up the bag of confetti little bites.
