Tamera Robson aka Major T is a young teenage girl who lives in South Central Los Angles, California. Her and her best friend O'Shea Jackson aka Ice Cube are young rappers trying to go big and have their music heard. With some help from their friends...
Dre and Lonzo were going to their "studio" today to work on some track for the group. I could tell Dre was fed up with being in this music group, it just didn't fit him. I had to laugh though at some of the shit that Lonzo made them wear on their performances. Eye liner, lipstick, shiny suits and lace. Then Lonzo wants to add dance moves, I would want out too. I just don't see why Dre even joined that bull shit in the first place. Dre had dragged me and Cube to come along with him but once we got there Yella and Lonzo were there along with that Eazy dude and some other tall dark skinned dude.
"Wassup Eazy? Sup Ren," Dre said dapping them.
"Sup Dre," Eazy said. He looked over at me and Cube. "What y'all got with the Wreckin Cru?"
"Nothing he just forced us to come here," I said.
"Same here, so I dragged my homie Ren with me."
"Damn that's cold."
"Who are they?" Ren asked eyeing us both.
"This is Ice Cube and this is Major T, they are the rappers I was telling you about plus we saw them at Doo-To's the other night," Eazy said introducing us to him.
"Yeah I remember seeing y'all up there, you two killed it. I'ma admit I was surprised to see a girl rapping."
That sentence is starting to get on my nerves, the next person who says it is getting they head busted open by me. So what if there isn't a female rapper out right now, I could be the first. But instead of cussing this nigga out I played it cool.
"Well this one can. You rap?"
"Yeah I can spit some flow."
"Aye y'all sit down so we can wait for Lonzo," Dre said.
Several minutes went by and Lonzo hasn't even come inside yet to get started. We are all bored as fuck sitting in this dusty ass garage staring at the floor, walls or ceiling. I was ready to get up say "fuck it" and walk home. This is all a waste of time.
"Come on Lonzo, damn where is this chick?" Dre questioned getting annoyed.
Some new girl was supposed sing the female part of their song called "Turn Off The Lights." We have no idea who she is, but Lonzo says he heard her singing in a store then hired her. Lonzo walked in seconds later and Dre stood up pissed off.
"Come on Lonzo where does this chick live? Mars?"
The rest of us started laughing at the comment.
"Chill out man, I told you she had to get off of work," Lonzo said.
Right after he said that a short girl with short dark hair big hazel eyes walked in. The guys immediately stood up once they saw her. I stood up too, she was really pretty.
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"Whoa, I don't think Martians look like that Dre," Eazy said.
"Guys this is uh... um..." Lonzo said forgetting her name.
"Michel'le," the girl said.
I don't no if my ears heard her voice correctly and I'm not sure if the boys heard exactly what I heard.
"What?" Dre asked.
"Michel'le that's my name," she said. What the fuck?
After hearing her voice a second time the guys started laughing, I didn't think her voice was funny. If anything it was cute. High pitched and squeaky.
"You gotta be kidding me, this bitch sounds like Minnie Mouse," Dre said.
"Aye man give her a chance," Yella said.
"You know what I came here to sing so if you don't want me to then screw it and screw you," Michel'le said spitting fire at Dre.
We all oohed at her as she turned around to leave.
"Dre come on she's probably really good," I said.
Michel'le turned back around and faced us. "Lonzo I thought you said you didn't have a singer for the group," she said looking at me.
"Oh I'm not a singer, I don't sing I rap," I told her.
"Oh."
"Michel'le right?"
"Yes."
"I'm T."
"Nice too meet you."
"You too. And hey, don't sweat these niggas."
She smiled and walked into the both. I hope my little motivation speech was worth being spoken, she better be good and prove the others wrong. She walked into the both and stood in front of the microphone.
"Look at you being nice for once," Cube mumbled in my ear. I chuckled and elbowed his side.
"Put the cans on," Dre said.
"The what?" Michel'le asked looking confused.
"The cans! Headphones." She put the headphones on her head and covered her ears. She read the lyrics on notepad and cleared her throat. Dre started the beat for her to sing.
"Before you turn off the lights, Let's get one thing understood. If you plan to make love to me you've got to do it good. Cuz I'm a hell of a woman, and for me it takes a hell of man. So don't you dare turn off the lights unless this you understand."
After she finished we all had the same surprised expression plastered on our faces.
"Was that okay?" Michel'le asked taking the headphones off.
"Hell yeah!" We all shouted in unison.
"Damn, uh what did you say your name was?" Dre asked.
"Michel'le."
"Michel'le, well that's beautiful. We gonna take it from the top okay?"
"Okay." The two of them were smiling at each other, very hard. I could see the pink in her cheeks telling me she was blushing. Sweet feelings already, I knew Dre was gonna try a little something with her.
There's that chapter. I hope you enjoyed. More coming up real soon so be ready. Please comment and vote! I appreciate those of you who are reading and still continue to read. I promise that excitement is on the way.
