5 year later...
"And the BET Award for the R&B/Pop singer goes to... Zara." When I hear my name I get up from my seat and the audience starts to clap for my achievement. I soon get up on the stage, with my best friend Tyra and I accept my awards, and clear my throat for my speech.
"It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock 'til my tape pop
Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood, and it's all good..."
"AND IF YOU STILL DON'T KNOW FROM THEM GRAMMY AWARDS, EMMY AWARDS, AMA AWARDS, AND MY 5 OTHER BET AWARDS, now you know nigga." The crowd starts to laugh and I step off stage.
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After the BET Awards, I decided to go to the after party, even though I actually hated the after parties.
I was on my way to find my friend Tyra, but I bumped into someone with this hard ass chest making trip a little.
"Damn...," I say, adjusting myself.
"I'm sorry, ma'am," He says and I quickly look up to see, Algee, with his short ass.
"Zara!" He says with his eyes widening. He pulls me into a hug and doesn't let go.
"You boutta let loose?" I ask him. I'm tryna keep a straight face, but he's just to adorable. He laughs and pulls away.
"So, we meet again?" He says. I nod.
"You getting even thicker, been eating em' potatoes, I see?" I couldn't help, but to smile.
"Nah nigga, I've been eating designer," I say. He laughs.
"I see you still got jokes, one thing I loved about you." I look around and laugh awkwardly.
"Awkward," I say, and he smiles.
"Hey, do you mind if we talk, for some seconds?" He asks me. I shake my head no, and follow him to the back, so no one can see us.
"So... I just wanted to say, I've been missing you for time now and I want you back," he says getting straight to the point, and that's one thing I liked- LOVED about him. He was so straightforward and never complicated. He knew what he wanted and that's why he chose me.
"Damn, all at once." I sigh. He scratches his head and looks up at me.
"I mean, I ain't gonna lie or sugarcoat shit because I don't do that, but when you kicked me and broke up with me at the same time, you really hurt me. You had all my shit packed like you wanted me out of your life. In my head I was like, damn, just like that. We've been together since middle school, best friends since birth and you cut me off just like that," I say. Algee nods his head and turns his face around, not letting me see his face.
"Yeah, and I regret all of that. I felt like I couldn't deal with you anymore Z. You were too crazy for me and I guess I lost control." He says with soft voice, making me soften up. Ugh, soft ass niggas, but he's only soft for me.
"I know I'm crazy, but I worked on all that shit before I started this business because one thing I ain't finna do is make a fool outta myself in public," I say. Seriously, I went to anger management and everything. A bitch carefree.
"I'm glad you did that Z. I'm proud of you."
"I'm proud of myself. Thanks though." Algee laughs.
"So, why don't we just work on us again. I fucking miss yo' ass like crazy," Algee says, walking towards me. I shrug my shoulders.
"You was fucking and ducking other bitches while I was gone, getting licked up and down, all around," I say. Algee pulls me into a hug.
"Hell no, Z. And you better not have been with no other nigga. My lil ass gon' have to show em' wass' good." I laugh.
"Wass' good? Wass' good being below 5'8. My side niggas gon' squash you," I say. He smacks his teeth.
"But this dick longer than Shaq's shoes." I laugh.
"Yup, can't wait to try that right now." I turn around and start to grind on Algee's member. He groans.
"Yeah nigga, you feeling mama's ass on ya' dick?" I ask, laughing afterwards. I move away and he laughs.
"You're too goofy man," Algee says.
"But you still love me though." I stick out my tounge.
"Who said that?" Algee says. I scoff.
"Boy, if you don't get your, I miss you Z, head ass outta here." Algee starts busting out laughing and me too.
"Yeah, I really do love you."
"I love you too baby." Algee pulls me in and hugs me, and gives me kiss on my lips. I pull away, but he pulls me back into the kiss and grabs my ass and sticks his tounge in my mouth. I pull away quick.
"Let's go to my house before you start something."
The End.
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*Zara's outfit at the top*
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