This is a sequel to my first book 'Not a Hollywood Whore'
This is the second step in their relationship but oo the UPS and DOWNS are REAL! One key thing to remember Keisha Love is not a woman to play with!
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I DO NOT OWN ANY MUSIC IN THIS BOOK AL...
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I got my hair and make up and then we left. Me,Cols, Megan and, Lindsey. We pulled up and got out he grabbed my hand and we walked onto the carpet. We walked it and stopped momentarily to pose and then we went inside and took our seats.
10:30 P.M.
Me:I'll be right back
He nodded and I stepped away I snuck back stage meeting Sally who is one of the stage directors.
Sally:You can change in there
Me:Okay
I walked into the room she pointed too and I heard the nominations start. I changed into the outfit below
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I walked out setting my dress down and she came over and gave me ear pieces which I put in and she gave me a mic.
Announcers:Here are the album of the year nominations Adele, Cardi b, Chance The Rapper and Machine Gun Kelly
I peeked out to where I could see him and he looked shocked, then the room went dark. Me and some street dancers went on stage.
Announcers:We are expieriencing interruptions please be paitent and open your ears
Whispers started and the track started and the lights came on and everyone clapped and cheered seeing me. I started singing, with some help from a choir.
Me:She was walking in the street, looked up and noticed He was nameless, he was homeless She asked him his name and told him what hers was He gave her a story 'bout a life With a glint in his eye and a corner of a smile One conversation, a simple moment The things that change us if we notice When we look up, sometimes They said I would never make it But I was built to break the mold The only dream that I've been chasing is my own
The dancers started
Me:So I sing a song for the hustlers trading at the bus stop Single mothers waiting on a check to come Young teachers, student doctors Sons on the frontline knowing they don't get to run This goes out to the underdog Keep on keeping at what you love You'll find that someday soon enough You will rise up, rise up, yeah Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh
