Chapter 7

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Yn's P.O.V

Jazzy: Why are we in the hospital this time?

Roc: Prod punched the mirror and need stitches for his hand.

Yn: Hey just like you.

Jazzy gave me a death glare and I went to go sit next to Prince.

Yn: So why did he do that?

Prince: A girl asked about Carmella.

Ray: How was you guys interview?

Sami: People asked about Carmella and Jazzy told them off and walked off stage.*eating chips*

Jazzy: Where did you come from?

Sami: I was with you guys the whole time.-_-

Jazzy: Really?!

Yn: Yes. Your the one who bought her the chips.

Jazzy: Oh yea. Don't forget my 2 bucks!

Doctor: Family of Craig?

Prince: That's us.

Doctor: He's all stitched up you can go see him now.

Us: Thank you.

We all walked to his room and saw him putting on his shoes.

Yn: You all good?

Prod: Yea. Can we just go home.

Jazzy: We know what happened.

Prod: Look I-

Jazzy: I kinda flipped out too.

Yn: Kinda? I'm pretty sure you would have cussed them out if they kept talking.

Prod: For real?

Jazzy: I didn't want to talk about that subject.*shrugs*

Prod: Swear we should be related.

Yn: *laughs* Let's go home. Me and Prince have to tell y'all something.

Jazzy: *lauging* Y'all.

~At home~

Jazzy: The Bahamas?! Yesssss!!!!!*runs upstairs*

Yn: Well she's excited...Prod aren't you going to pack?

Prod: Already knew.*leaning back*

Prince: How?

Prod: You talk in your sleep bro.*laughing*

~Bahamas~

Sami: Look at that!*running*

Prince: Ray you might need to put her on a leash.*laughing*

Ray: True that.*mumbling* Sami come back!*running after her*

Yn: Prince and I are going to get the rooms.

Jazzy: Prod, Roc and I are going to check out the hotel.

Prod: But I-

Jazzy: To late!

Jazzy pulled them away and me and Prince walked to the front desk.

Lady: Welcome to the Bahamas. What can I help you with today?*looking at Prince*

Yn: Yea over here and we would like the key to our rooms.

Lady: Name?

Yn: It's under Brown.

Lady: As in Frank Brown?

Yn: Yea. Can I get my keys.

Lady: So if your his daughter then that means...omg! Princeton from mindless behavior!

Yn: Congratulations you can see! My keys please.*holds out hand*

Lady: Can I get a picture with you?

Prince: Uhh...sure.

They took the picture and she handed me my keys and Prince a piece of paper.

Lady: You might need it later.*winks*

Prince nodded his head and we walked away.

Prince: Not.*throws away paper*

Yn: So you don't want the thot?

Prince: Babe we are here for fun not trouble.*hugging her*

Yn: We won't have a problem if these hoes stay away from you.*walks in elevator*

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