Holy shit, it is Tupac. I just sit there and feel the rythym of his voice wash over me. Away went my fear of the pig and its monkeys, away went my hatred for this backwards reality, away went my frustration of being stuck here, far away from the people I love. I could feel the beat of this iconic song sung by this legendary man and I was grateful.
...Say what you say, but give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of L.A
From Oakland to Sacktown
The Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they put they mack down give me love..
Caught up in the magic of the moment I belted: California, knows how to party...
I covered my mouth as soon as I let the melody out. Scanning the sky with my eyes, I prayed the pig monkeys didn't hear me.
The group which was settled on the balcony of the Liberty's crown jumped up with a start and began looking around for me in the darkness.
I was terrified but there was no movement in the sky that I could see. I risked letting out another lyric, hoping the boys would recognize my voice and I wouldn't have to scream my name from the rooftops. At that moment, I think I would've rather stayed safe listening to a private Tupac concert than risked being captured by the pig monkeys a second time.
Well here goes nothing.
We keep it rocking... I sang a little louder.
"Guys it's her!!"
"Who?"
"Ariana you idiot!!"
"Ariana! Ariana! Holy shit you are okay!!"
"Where are you!"
I stood up at the railing and let out a weak, "I'm over here guys..." Kevin, Kiko, Ameer, and Matt spotted me and began waving their arms and tentacle manically. Tupac, in the flesh, was standing next to them with his hands crossed and the classic smirk plastered on his face.
"Well fly over here!" Matt screamed to me eight as I heard the unmistakable noise of the pig monkeys howling. I let out a sharp yelp and immediately fell back down to my crouched position.
"Ariana, you have to come now! You will be safe when you are over here I promise! You have to come now!" I could hear the strain in Matt's voice. Oh my Lord, what do I do! The howling was growing closer.
"Ariana, just trust us. All you have to do is fly over here and you will be safe." It was the strong, smooth voice that so often blasted through my best friend's car speakers. Well if Tupac told me to do it...With an instantaneous burst of energy I leapt up and flew the short distance between the torch and the crown. My screams, the boy's cheers, and the monkey's howling all joined together in my ears.
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