E.X.I.T 22, a very successful multi-platinum 4 member girl group gets dropped from their label Interscope Records due to constant fighting , and altercations in public. E.X.I.T 22 begins to lose hope after just about every major label has denied the...
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"Dal, are you sure you and her don't have anything going on? She keeps staring at us...."
"Noo bae, I told you she's just jealous because I announced on national TV that you're my girl. When her and I had our lil fling I never claimed her, we never had a title so she's salty. She even tried to call me the other day but I ignored her, I don't have time for her petty ass drama," he shrugged.
"She tried to call you? Why didn't you tell me that?"
"Because baby, it's not important. Im not engagin in shit she tries to pull. She wants to be a topic of discussion in our relationship and I'm not gon give her that satisfaction."
"Well alright," I smiled as he leaned in and pecked my lips.
"You want some more to drink?" he asked. I nodded and passed my cup to him. "Ight, I'll be right back."
Once I was left by myself, one of my favorite songs of this year 'Nothin but a G Thang' by Snoop and Dre came on. I bopped my head, slightly swaying my hips and arms to the music. The energy is amazing in here, at this point everyone is drunk but having a good time with it. No hostility, no arguing, no pettiness, just pure great energy. Still swaying my hips and rapping to Snoops lyrics, I was in my own little world, until I felt someone harshly tap on my left shoulder. Thinking it was Emani's mean ass I quickly turned around.
"Oww Emani what the--uhmmm," it definitely wasn't Mani. TBoz stood there with her arms folded across her chest, holding a indignant look on her face. What the hell does she want and why is she touching me?
"May I help you?"
"Actually I can help you, I just thought you should know that Dalvin ain't as loyal as you think he is boo," she cocked her hand back in a arrogant manner.
"The hell are you talking about?"
"Just know that the week before y'all little interview, his face was allll up in this pussy," she ran her other hand over her private area and smirked.
"Girl who the fuck are you tryna fool? I may have been in Atlanta that week but my baby made sure to call me almost every hour of the day, he didn't have time for your tired, non singin ass," I sized her up. Come on now? Where does she compare? Dalvin most definitely upgraded.
