Yn pov....
My nd my girls are bout to go a concert that the made me go to. Jacob Latimore or somethin like that. Honestly to me, he's just another singer who's finna be forgotten in about 2 years tops.
(A/n-F1 means friend 1)
F1:Come on yn its time to go so we can make the meet and greet. *fixing hair*
Yn: Do I have to go?
F2: Yaaaaas u do, u promised.
Yn: Man why do I always make y'all promises?
F1: Cause love us now come on *they said pulling me out the door*
Oi. I'ma need God and all the strength in the world to get me through this.
2 hours later my mom dropped us off and we made our way inside the stadium since we already had our tickets.
~~~~@the meet nd greet~~~~
Jacob pov
Man this has been a stressful week, but thank God its Friday. All these screaming fans....I can hear them from outside the stadium. Jesus, is it bad that I can hear the ratchets....and I'm on the other side of the place? Time to meet these crazy jewels of mine.
Close to the end, there was about 10 to 15 fans left to meet before I go onstage.
Yn pov...
I'm bout real sick nd tired of bein in dis here line wit theses ratchet a-s lil girls yellin "JACOB! I LOVE YOU!" "YAAAAAS ZADDDY" "DATS MY BABY DADDY!" Like shut tf up. Givin me a headache. Finally we next. Almost time to get this day over with.
Jacob pov...
Aight only one more group of girls...nd the cute too. I'll be able to get through this easily.
F1: OMG! Ur HIM!! Ur Jacob LATIMORE!
Me: That's right sweetheart.
F2: I think I'm finna faint!
Girl: Girl calm down. It ain't dat serious.
F1 & 2: Hush!!
Girl: *rolls eyes*
Y/n pov...
Honestly, Jacob is actually really cute in person. But my girls actin' like they ain't got no sense. Oh well, they my girls.ヽ(^。^)丿
Jacob: Ayee, what ya name?
Me: You talking to me?
Jacob: Yup. So what ya name, ma?
Me: First off, my name ain't 'ma', so don't call me dat.
Jacob: My bad *puts hands up playfully*
F1: Her name is Y/n.
Me: *glares at her*
Jacob: Y/n? Dats a beautiful name, perfect for a beautiful girl.
Me: *blushes slightly* Thanks.
Ratchet girl: Can y'all hurry up? Ya spendin a lil too much time wit my man!
Me: Excuse me but who in da blue hell u think u talkin to?
Ratchet: Obviously, I'm talkin to you witcha lil nappy a-s weave.
Me: Aight 4 things. U got dat? Four? aight now. 1. Im tryna find where u got me f-cked up at. 2. The only one wit nappy weave here is yo lil ratchet a-s, cuz this is all real honey. 3. I doubt Jacob even knows u & 4. Shut yo ratchet, annoying voice having, stank breath having, cheap clothes wearing, ugly a-s tf up fo' I stomp a hole in da place brain should be but obviously ain't.
Everybody: DAAAYUMMMMMM!!!!
Jacob: *dying of laughter* I can't even--*falls on the ground*
Me: *helps him up and hands him a piece of paper* Better?
Jacob: Yeah. *hands her one too* See ya inside.
Me & my girls: Byeeee.
Jacob:*looks at the paper* -_-
Me: He gave me his number.
Jacob pov...
The paper said "N-gga thought u was find get my number. Ha!" -_-
