When The Camera's On

Chapter 3 .

Mekennidi Pov.

After restocking shelves for 30 minutes, Angel and I decided to go to the back and unpack boxes so we could start hanging shit up.
" But yeah girl, about this contest shi- "

" What contest " I cut her off.

" The contest I was just telling yo' rude ass about when we were in the front. " She said with a little to much attitude for me.

" Oh yeah, continue continue. "

" Okay so there's been this little buzz on social media about Chris meeting two of his fans and letting them go on the rest of his tour with him. " she stated with over excitement in her voice.

" Chris who? Chris Rock? Angel I didn't know you liked Chris Rock. I do too girl that nigga is extra funn-"

" I'm not talking about no damn Chris Rock! CHRIS BROWN BITCH, CHRIS BROWN! "

" Oh shit fareally ? " I said amazed.

" Yes girl but the thing is.... Wait did you just say fareally? " she said with amusement in her voice.

" Yeah man "

still laughing she began to finish talking.

" But the thing is you have to be the 92nd caller to B107 Radio Station."

" What the fuck we waiting on? Turn on the radio on your phone! " I yelled.

Angel turnt on the satellite radio on her phone and immediately went to B107 radio station. As she was going to the radio station I began googling the number to B107 and started calling. The phone rung and rung and rung until finally a voice greeted me on the other line.

" We have our 92nd caller! 92nd caller your on with Dj Izzle Izzle down at B107 Radio Station. Tell me how does it feel to be our 92nd caller & getting to go on tour with Chris Brown & one of your friends "

Before I could answer, Angel snatched the phone.

" It feels the fuck GREAT!" She exclaimed.

" What's your name young lady" Dj Izzle Izzle asked.

" Don't worry about all that shit, just tell me the address to that damn radio station so I can come get my passes and shit !"

She so damn rude. 😒

" Well okay, I see you don't like to beat around the bush but the Address is 1225 Ginger High Lane right off of exit 12."

As the DJ was speaking I was writing everything down .

" Do you have anything else to say before we end the call?" Dj Izzle asked Angel.

" Yeah I just wanna give a shout out to my cousin Darrell. His name Da-rell, it spelt like Darrell but it's pronounced Da-Rell and I just wanted to say free my cousin! He ain't do shi- "

The line went dead.

" No that mother fucker didn't! He must want me to come put this size 4 in his ass " she said grabbing her foot.

I was to in shock to even laugh at Angel.

" We're really about to meet Chris Brown "