"Awe look at my baby, growing up to be such a successful woman."
"Come on mama, just take the picture." We gather around holding our diplomas.
"Im sorry, its just so hard to believe your grown now. No more acne, no more blood stained undies, no more...
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"I don't even care that y'all didn't listen to shit I said, you guys went up there and killed it!" Peaches rambles on while engulfing all three of us in hugs.
Before I got to except her embrace, she pushed us all off and furrowed her eyebrows. "Now, don't think about pulling a stunt like that again!" She reprimanded while pointing a stiletto nail at us and We nodded briefly until erupting in cheers again after processing what we did.
We performed in front of Michael freaking Jackson! Can't nobody tell me nothing.
A loud clap alerted us from behind causing us to turn around. "Ah ha! Those are my girls. Those were my girls up there!" Doug exclaims proudly making an entrance with his hands clasped together. We giggled as he never gave us a chance to accept his huge embrace or not. I was too shocked by the sudden expression to question anything.
"Now that's how you represent!" He chuckles while pointing at all four of us. "In fact—" he snaps his fingers "We needed to start promotion for you girls yesterday! Get the studio work, albums, videos and everything ready. Sylvester, contact the board for me. The world isn't ready for our newest female sensation! Ha ha ha!" He pats our shoulders before walking away to the back entrance but he stops.
"Oh and by the way, enjoy the party." He chuckles one more time as he signals his men to follow him. As soon as he left I gripped on to Sol's arm, jumping up and down with her in excitement. We screamed with our inside voices and started celebrating with the cabbage patch and other goofy dances.
"Calm down, we weren't that good. He just blew it out of proportion with all the unnecessary Excitement. Damn, now I feel like a gimmick." Zara counters folding her arms. Peaches openly shushed her with her hand and cut her off.
"Actually Zara, you are a gimmick to them so be happy that your name even escaped out of his lips. And if he thinks that you guys were stellar then you were, don't you ever counter that. I'm surprised that you have an issue with all that however, I ain't shocked that you found a way to complain about something so good." Me and Sol were trying not to laugh at how accurately dramatic Peaches was at shutting Zara down.
"Now, I suggest that you all get your coats and let's go so I can warm the car." My smile quickly left my face as my brain processed what she said. We are literally at the best birthday party ever to the greatest legend and she's talking about leaving?
"W-wait you want to leave?" I ask her lowly and she just pushes me towards to exit of the stage down where the dining room area was. She made sure that we weren't seen by the guests as we mad our way out of the building.
I just danced and sung my heart out in front of hundreds of people and Michael Jackson himself. I refuse to have prepared 6 months of work just for a 8 minute moment.
Right before we walked out of the door, I held my hands on the sides of the door frame. The rest of the girls behind me stopped in mid movement and I quickly turned around ducked underneath them to run back to the dining room.
