Mila J.:1

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Mila J:

When I got into the music business I didn't know what to expect. All I knew was I had a dream and I wanted to accomplish it. You've probably heard my popular song "Smoke, Drink, Break Up". Yeah now I have a song on Trey Songz's album called "Disrespectful". Listen to the words. They're saying something. The situation we're in right now.

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I had walked into the studio taking in my new surroundings. This is the place I will be singing now. No more singing in my bed room. I was told by Sean that I was supposed to be paired with Trey Songz. I've heard his songs before. They're all about sex. Ha! Typical hoe. I ain't say I was looking for love tho'. When I and Sean finally reached the room we went right in. I saw Trey in the booth singing. He looked really concentrated.

"If my girl found out you was on her side of the bed she'll kill me. If ya man found out I was on his side of the bed he'll go ham. If my girl found out you was wearing her robe I'll prolly go missing. If ya man found out I was wearin' his slippa's-Wait ion care about none of these niggas. Ion care about nobody but you. Girl you so special. I don't mind being disrespectful. Girl you so special, we so disrespectful. Girl you can call my phone in 4 in the mornin'. Girl you can ride shotgun every time I'm rolling. Girl you can come with me to her favorite diner. She even took me home so I can meet her momma."

We heard him sing. He looked at me and winked. I scoffed at him trying to flirt. Well maybe he had something in his eye. Shit, I doubt it.

"As you can see he's in the process of his new album. I'm sure y'all gon' be great working together."

He left as Trey was coming in. He looked at me surprised and gave me a smirk.

"Wassup, Ma, I'm Trey," He said to me as if "Ma" was my first name.

"Mila. " I simply said.

"Nice to meet you, Mi." He said while pulling me into a warm hug.

He sure does know how to invite a person in. Does he make everyone feel warm inside? I hugged him as well.

"It's Mila" I said giggling a little. I think he couldn't hear the "la" part of my name.

"Well, it's Mi for me, alright?" He said with a sly smirk. I started to get an attitude. He really has a way to make a person feel invited.

A long silence.

"So, I like that song you were just singing." I said starting up another "conversation".

"Wanna work on this song with me, since you love it so much?" He didn't even say a simple thank you.

"I didn't say I love it, I said I liked it." I said jokingly.

"Girl quit playing and get in that booth. I need a girl verse anyways. You seem like a good fit:" He pushed me in.

"I don't even have lyrics." I whined.

"You've heard enough, make your own."

I could tell he was all about his business when he's here. He swiftly started the track, nodding his head to his last words. I took a big gulp.

Breathe. In. Out.

"If my man found out you was using his rubbers i'd be dead. If ya girl found out you was paying my rent she'll lose her head. If my man found I was washing your drawers he'd pull out the desert eagle. If ya girl found out how good I was riding that-wait ion care 'bout none of these bitches. Ion care 'bout nobody but you. Oo you so special. I don't mind bein' disrespectful. Oo you so special, we so disrespectful. Boy you can call my phone at 4 in the mornin'. Boy you can ride shotgun every time I'm rolling. Boy you can take me out to her favorite diner. I'll even take you home so you can meet my momma. Disrespectful."

He stopped the track and I opened my eyes looking at his fine self clapping. He looked as if he'd won a million dollar prize with thats bright smile. I smiled at him, walking out of the booth to join him. Feeling as confident as ever. I sat next to him. We looked at each other smiling for a long period of time. Suddenly we both leaned in and had a full-blown make out session. I didn't do it intentionally, but I had no control over my body what-so-ever. What kind of person kiss on their first day of meeting anyways? Us, I guess. I had to stop knowing he was with someone. They're all over magazines. But the more I tried to fight the kiss, the more I fell into his trance...

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