Y/N and Jashia are not only cousins but have been best friends since they were in diapers. Jashia (22) and Y/n (18) go to the modern American version of x-factor auditions. Y/n only being there to support her best friend and blood. Jashia's anxiety...
"Y/N! GET UP!" Jashia yells. I roll over sinking deeper into my duvet.
Cold fingers wrap around my ankles. My eyebrows perk in curiosity. She dances her fingers on the bottom of my feet instantly triggering me to laugh.
"Hahaaahhaaaa stop hahaa Jashia hahhaa stop haaahaa ok I'm hahaha I'm up I'm up hahaha." I giggle uncontrollably.
I need to start wearing socks around this bitch I think internally.
I drag my body out of the bed. Sighing at the loss of warmth from my covers. I pull my pink lace panties out my ass as it's giving me a doggy bite.
"Damn ma look at all dat ass." Jashia says imitating a masculine voice.
"I'm tired of yo sweet home Alabama shit early in the morning. Get out so I Can get dressed fool." I joke with her.
She raises her hands up. "Ion want no smoke." She laughs.
"Out!" I throw my pillow at her. She runs closing the door just in time for it to hit it's flat surface rather than her face.
I walk over to my closet deciding on what to wear.
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After showering and brushing my teeth. I brush my hair up into a high ponytail and add some straight weave to it making it flow all the way down to my ass. After washing and moisturizing my face. I put in my contacts and put on some mascara and lipgloss. I never was really one to put on foundation or heavy makeup. Maybe a little highlighter here and there. Slipping on my socks, shoes, grabbing my purse and phone I walk down into the kitchen.
"Bitch you took forever I'm starving!" Jashia yells.
I roll my eyes. When me and Jashia agreed to living together we also made some rules. One rule being I cook she cleans. I don't mind cooking I'm in my second year of culinary school now. I only use fresh ingredients nothing processed because growing up I had lots of digestive problems and that's how my cooking got shaped in return.
I make us breakfast burritos with homemade mild salsa. And two natural mocha chocolate protein shakes. We sit in the kitchen watching cartoons together like the childish girls we are.
"Girl I swear D.W. is such a mood." I say looking at the tv only for it to be turned off.
"C'mon (nickname) it's 12 let's go!" She says grabbing the keys to her car.
I make sure the stovetop is off and unplug all high electricity requiring electronics. Grabbing my charger walking out to her car. We drive downtown to where auditions are being held. The sun illuminating us as we step out the car. Smartly we decided to come early so the line isn't as long. We make ourselves inside. A hour goes by and the whole waiting area is packed. I feel Jashia exhale unevely.
"You look nervous as shit." I joke.
"I AM!" She yells at me.
"Listen to me Jashia calm down. Breathe. I'm right here I got you. You got this. You're the best singer I know. The best in the whole city." I hug her soothingly rubbing her back. She pulls away looking me in the eyes hers on the verge of leaking.
"You have to participate with me." She pleas.
"Girl what? No!" I defend.
"Y/n You have to please. Please y/n You said it yourself your here for me. And I need you to be here for me to be with me. Please pleasee." She continues.
After a long silence and her giving me puppy dog eyes I agree.
We go to the tables to fill out our information and get our numbers.
Soon it's time for me to go up and sing. I'm beyond nervous. I know I can sing really good. But I don't want to actually win. But part of me does. I shake away all thoughts and go and decide to sing my heart out. Within the first 16 seconds of me singing (your favorite song) both chairs turn around. 30 seconds in the other chair spins around and my brown orbs meet his. I instantly stop.
Oh. My. Fuck. Its. Jarad.
He looks just as shocked as me. But quickly shifts his facial expression as the other judges congratulate me.
"BEAUTIFUL. ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL." Wendy says.
"A pure angelic voice. I got shivers. What about you Juice? " Stokely says.
'Juice' smiles fakily at me. "Sounds really familiar. But I agree sounds lovely."
"Well 3/3 so your in girly!" Wendy gets up and hugs me. I hug her back thank the others and leave.
Wait a fuck... I just got accepted to participate on X-factor : New Era.
Jashia runs to me with tears in her eyes.
"You did soo good. I told you you'd be great." She bear hugs me. "Stop your next! You gonna look like Boo boo the fool with tear streaks!"
"You right."
Her name is called and I watch behind stage. She does little dance moves with her performance. And I laugh dancing with her from afar. Singing the lyrics with her. They love her energy and of course say yes.
I see juice look at me peering out the curtain at my best friend cheesing. I roll my eyes at him.
