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Y/N's POV
The whole weekend was a joke but all I know when Jen asks me to go out again I'm saying no and sticking to what I said but whatever the weekend was the weekend and today was the day that I had to get in my mood and get this money.
After getting up super early I took my time taking a shower and dolling myself up a little for this makeup appointment. After putting coconut oil on my body I got dressed and kept my makeup very simple, honestly I love dramatic makeup but I rather show that on others face rather than show out on mine unless it's an event or something important like that. Since I was too lazy to do anything special with my hair I decided to put 2 messy space buns on top of my head.
"Alright now bitch you better be ready" I hear Jen coming all up in my house like she done lost her damn mind. How the hell did she even get in?
"Y/N is you ready? We gon be late" she busted through my room and I rolled my eyes playfully
"First off we ain't bouta just stroll past and act like you ain't just come up in my house uninvited matter of fact how did you even get in? " I started packing up the makeup station while she was sitting on my bed texting whomever was blowing her up at 9:00 in the morning
"You know I have my ways babygirl just know I have my ways" she cheesed a smile and helped me bring off the bags down to the car. Once we were done I hopped in the passenger seat while she got in the drivers seat and we was off to our destination.
After around 15 minutes we pulled up to a warehouse and it was filled with many people in which I assumed this is either a music video or a movie. As we got out the car and grabbed all of the makeup bags we stood there a bit confused because we didn't know who we needed to talk to so we sat there invisible to the eye until someone spotted us and came right up to us
" Ms.Y/N thank you for coming on such short notice I'll bring you to your set up station" the set manager I'm going to assume snapped her fingers and 2 big men grabbed out materials and we followed them inside.
Once inside I saw 2 beautiful women already waiting for me at a makeup station so I just right into my mode and got Jen to set up the makeup.
"Good morning ladies I'm Y/N and obviously I'll be your makeup artist for today" I smiled brightly and the girls smiled back and introduced themselves to me as well
"Alright so what I'm thinking is doing something dramatic but neutral at the same time for both of them, what do you think Jen" I look at both the vixens faces waiting for an answer from Jen
"Jen, hello are you there" I turn and I see this bitch with the biggest smile on her face and I snapped my fingers in her face "Hey bitch pay attention I need you to pay attention" she doesn't say anything but instead she turned my head to her direction
"Bitch we're at a video shoot for Chris Brown bitch! And look Dave is over there" when I heard her say his name I rolled my eyes and went back to the girls waiting for me
"Girl forget them we gotta get these girls glammed up" Jen nodded her head in agreement and we gots to working
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We were here for such a long time and lord knows I was exhausted from running back and forth touching up the makeup but luckily they were on the last scene of this music video. I wouldn't be lying if I said I was very excited that it was a video with at least one of my favorite artists but I will never let that show I have to keep everything professional
"Alright that's a wrap everyone" the director smiled and clapped which was my cue to start packing up
"Hey girl I'm gonna pull the car up" I nodded as Jen got up from the makeup chair leaving me alone. I started sorting my makeup to its right place till I found someone eyes burning on the side of my face, I looked up and it was this asshole
"Fuck is he staring at like damn nigga can I have my face back" I cursed to myself while rolling my eyes at him which only caused him to lick his lips.
So fucking full of himself is all I can think like who the hell does he think he is, men are just so fucking aggravating. As I finished up cleaning I stood up only to be met with this arrogant ass standing behind me.
"Is there anything I could help you with because you're all up in my space and I ain't feeling it" I closed the last draw then turned to him with my arms crossed
"My bad, ain't you the shawty I bumped into at the club" he knew damn well who I was...that fucker. "Oh the one you called a groupie I sure am" I spewed up the most fakest smile
"So what you stalkin' me or some shit to get a job" I know this muthafucker didn't, I've worked hard for what the hell I got to be running around some celebrity to get the coins
"First off let me tell you something, I don't need some dumb arrogant bitch ass nigga who is getting a lil taste of stardom to get my money. I'm fucking known for this makeup shit not walking around like a groupie using niggas to get opportunities, I MAKE MY OWN PATH. You're fucking set manger hired me for my skill, don't get fucking twisted my nigga I already let you disrespect me once but I will not tolerate disrespect twice" Everyone was starting look at us but I could give 1 fuck 2 fuck red fuck blue fuck. I really wanted to say more but I decided to let him stand there stupid instead so I grabbed what I brought and made my way to Jen's car so I could get the hell out of here
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Perfect (Dave East)
FanfictionY/N has always been a tad bit bigger than any other girl she's been around. Some say that her intimidating size and attitude is the reason why she can't find a decent man but will all that change when she meets Harlem's finest?
