Downtown Chick(*August Alsina Story)

Chapter 4

*BEEP BEEP BEEP* I reached over and locked my phone turning off the alarm. I looked at the time. It was seven meaning I had an hour to get my ass up and get ready for class. Luckily, the class was only going to be about two hours so I wasn't trippin that much. I sat up and grabbed my phone. My ig and twitter were live as hell. Hundreds of notifications. Seeing as though I had 26k on ig and all the hype with August. I sat there for about 5 minutes and went and liked tagged photos and videos of me from the show.

I dragged my ass up, grabbing my beats pill and went and got into the bathroom. I turned on the water and stripped as it heated up. I pressed play on my pill and Beyonce and Jay-Z's Part ||: on the run. This was my shittttttttttttt. I hopped in the shower as the song came on.

Who wants that perfect love story anyway, anyway?
Cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché
Who wants that hero love that saves the day, anyway?
Cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché
What about the bad guy goes good, yeah?
And the missing love that's misunderstood, yeah?
Black hour glass, our glass
Toast to clichés in a dark past
Toast to clichés in a dark past....

As the song continued to play memories from last night came flooding back and I couldn't help the big ass grin that spread across my face. It felt like a dream. I never imagined myself being in the presence of someone so perfect. Standing in the shower for about 20 more minutes and washing myself about two more times with my cranberry soap I rinsed and hopped out. I wrapped a towel around myself and went went into my room.

I lotioned up and put on my bra and underwear. I walked over to the closet and started looking for an outfit. It was February 12 and it was surprisingly not cold. The coldest it was getting was 68 degrees during the day and about 47 at night. I wanted to keep it cool, cute, and comfy.

I pick out some cuffed denim shorts with an ivory lace crop top. I pair it with some gold sandals, and a red, navy, and beige tribal print cardigan. Slipping my clothes on I go and sit I front of the bathroom vanity and start on my hair and makeup. I didn't want to put too much makeup on so I rushed over my eyelashes with some Fiber Lash mascara and went with a bold red lip. I didn't really feel like doing my hair, seeing as though it was still straight from last night I put it up into a messy bun.

Walking back into the room I grabbed my navy blue Michael Kors tote and packed it with my MacBook w/ it's charger, my notebook for note taking, my beats, my wallet, and my phone charger. I slipped my gold watch unto my wrist and grabbed my phone and gold Ray-Bans. Turning my light off I shut my door and begin to walk out. I checked the time and it was 7:50. The building wasn't that far so I was positive I would make it on time or at least not be more than five minutes late.

I hopped in my truck and Watson my way out. I turned on the radio and the Breakfast Club was on. "I'm here with my boy August Alsina today...." I looked at the radio then turned it up. They started talking about his new music and stuff like that and then they started talking about last night so I really tuned in.

*interview*

(Sway bold)

So August you preformed at club envy last night, yeah?

Yeah, I did. It was cool I had a nice time and the fans did as well.

One of them had an even better time. *august laughs*

Yeah they did.

Social media has been blowing up with pictures of a SINGLE, 21 year old August leaving Club Envy with a female. Who was very beautiful by the way. Who was that?

*Laughs* well I don't want to put too much out there. *Commotion* well look, look. Just know that we good. That's all imma say about that situation.

C'mon man. Can we at least get the pretty lady's name?

Ha name Candy....

******

I stopped listening in after that cause I pulled up to my school. I smiled hearing my name and that August has some type of feelings for me even though we just met. Reaching for my phone I grabbed my purse and hopped out locking my truck in the process.

Checking my phone it was 8. I hurried into the elevator and into the classroom. Luckily the teacher wasn't in yet so I was saved!! She walked in greeting the class. Getting out my laptop and notebook I prepared to begin class.