Chapter 2

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After we went out to eat, we walked around the plaza that the restaurant was in and talked.
"So why you come back out here?"
"I don't really know. My friend really wanted me to come back. And it's less expensive to live here where my work is." He nodded.
"You excited to be back?" I shrugged.
"Not really. I kinda miss Louisiana."
"Damn. Maybe you ain't been in the right spots with the right folks."
"I guess." I laughed.
"You talk to ya pops?" I looked at him sideways.
"You know how I feel about that."
"And you know how I feel about how you feel. You gotta talk to him eventually. So y'all argued. So he said some disrespectful shit, but you never know when something gone happen with either one of y'all. " I shook my head.
"Maybe you just don't understand. "
He shook his head and grabbed my hand.
"I do." He looked in my eyes and smiled. I felt myself getting hot.
"Always blushin." He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and we walked towards his car.

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As soon as I woke up the next morning, my phone was blowing up. I looked up my name (which was trending.) Literally everything was about me dating Ty. I didn't even see any paparazzi while we were out. Oh well. I got up and got ready to go to the studio when my phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Ty Dolla $ign, huh?"
"What? Why?"
"It's cute or whatever."
"Dinah Jane...what's the problem."
"Well you were supposed to be friends with Lauren and you fuckin with her ex."
"Friends? We collabed once. Didn't even fall through. She cheated on him, didn't she? He talks about his trust issues almost everytime we talk about being in a relationship."
"Girl so what. Girls supposed to stick up for each other. But go ahead and be a hoe." Beep Beep Beep.
I hate females. I threw my phone in my bag and drove to the studio. When I got there, I messed around with some beats for a second with my producer before my phone rang.
"Hello."
"Dinah Jane called you?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"What did you say to her?"
"Nothing. I just told her you and Lauren had nothing to do with me. And that she fucked up. Not you."
"Why say anything about me and Lauren. Now she has a reason to talk shit."
"So what. I'm not gonna let anybody talk to me any kind of way."
"Why? It's just talk! Nothing she said could've possibly put you in any type of violent situation."
"I don't understand why you're mad at me for speaking up for myself."
"Because it was stupid. Absolute bullshit. But fuck it. I'll holla at you later." I hung up and rolled my eyes.
"You ready?" Michael asked me.
"Yeah, sorry." I've been working on an album for the last couple of months and it's finally piecing together. Nothing was gonna distract me from finishing this album.

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