Toosii POV
"You do crazy shit . I said over here.", I heard Jordan say to her classmate laughing like a banshee.They were currently preparing the stage for a gig that would take place on the university's grounds .
It was for Jordan's group. Given her major she had to plan and execute an event from a list given in class in order to get her grade.
It was 50% of her finals. Her words not mine.
I watched her sulk the entire time while setting up. She really didn't want to participate.
Wasn't she just laughing though.
Her theory was that she got a professional artiste to perform. That being me, so she doesn't see the reason as to why she had to help setting up.
I wholeheartedly disagreed.
They kept asking her how she got me as the artist to perform free of charge and she kept blowing them off.
"You in my business. Don't do that.", is what she kept saying.
Some of the participants were still skeptical as to if I would still be arriving given the fact that I was supposed to be here half an hour ago for rehearsals and mic check but here I was off to the side watching them set up.
My phone buzzed and I knew it was Jordan. What can I say customized message tone.
Laughing to myself. I looked up and there she was looking at me with a deadpan as she mouthed "really nigga."
Sending her a wink emoji. I placed my phone into my cross body bag as I made my way over.
"Oh my God!", I heard one of the females yell upon seeing me. She was cute I'm not gonna lie.
Her little outburst made the others turn to look. Upon seeing me the greeted me. It was only 8 of them truthfully, Jordan included. While Jordan rolled her eyes at the scene infront her she came towards us.
"Oh. Lovely the artiste is here.", she stated in a formal tone. Right away I understood her.
Our friendship wore many hats. Today we were doing professional.
"Ok y'all. So this is Toosii'. Toosii this is everybody. Jamila. Could you please set his mic up and give it to him. Thank you.", she said in a formal but friendly tone.
I looked at her skeptical.
After Jamila gave me the microphone. She made sure to slip me her number and Instagram handle.
I might check her out for sure for sure.
"1.. 2...", I said into the mic as they did the relevant fixtures to adjust the settings.
Jordan's POV
Rehearsals were over from about 15 minutes ago but Nau'jour was still here flirting up a storm with Jamila.As an outsider or fan you couldn't tell he was flirting. I know him enough by this.
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