Enlighten Me (StemxStudxStud)

4

Brillari's Point of View~

I woke up at around 10 and decided I should probably do my little video now. Saturday always felt like the longest, but I knew if I didn't do it now, that either I wouldn't be chosen or my lazy ass wouldn't have enough energy to do anything. I went to the bathroom and got myself freshened up, then came back out. I put on a decent outfit and got my camera set up.

I was going all YouTube, all Instagram on these people. I needed the right angles, this video should be damn near a music video with this quality. I had to win the judges and the fans over. I sat down at my desk where I'd be recording at and started on my rap. Usually, it never took nothing for a rap to flow from my hands, but this competition was especially serious to me for some odd reason. Was it not like the rest? I felt like this was going to change my rap career for the better.

Title? Title? Title?

"Childhood...Childhood...Childhood? Child Hood? ChildHood?" Damn, this was harder than I thought. "Let's go with Child Hood," I shrugged. I stopped my pencil on the first line of notebook paper and stared at the blue and red lines hard.

I never thought I'd be a happy person...now I'm out here flirtin, bad things have changed my life to something greater...still rather that the good come now than later...parents kicked me and my sister out...to handle my emotions I smoke dat loud...never woulda thought I would be a rapper, but I'm out here puttin music out...I gotta grind fo da paper, gotta make my big sis proud....gotta show the haters that I'm the big one now....gotta keep stackin dis paper....make my big sis proud...still rather that the good come now...make my big sis proud......

I put my pencil down and stared at the lyrics. They could be polished some more but I feel like it showed enough of my potential in the short video we had to send in. Maybe another time I'll expand on this song and really tell my story and improve the quality. For right now, this was the only amount of childhood that this competition was going to get out of Brillari Haven.

I made sure my cameras were set up, then I practiced rapping the lyrics.

"I never thought I'd be a happy person...now I'm out here flirtin, bad th- things...Shit." I started over, "I never thought I'd be a happy person....now I'm out here flirtin, bad things have changed my life to sumin greater....still rather that the good come now or later....." I finished practicing then started recording.

After I recorded, I edited in a couple of angles then posted my shit on Instagram. I tagged the people and waited as the likes and comments flew in. Some people acknowledged the lack of bars I usually possessed, others unnecessarily gassed me up. Regardless, I knew that the judges and the fans would pick me if they really wanted me to win.

I decided after I put all of my things back up that I should go for a jog or a run. I went through my Messages and looked for Roze. She probably would want to come with me, she always up for looking good for the females.

"Hey, wassup," she answered, picking up on the first ring. "You busy?" I asked, finding some tennis shoes to exercise in. "Nahhh, ian doin nunin much today. It's Saturday, I'm relaxing," she told me. "Oh, so you yuun wanna go for a jog or sumin?" I asked.

"I meannnn, you buyin food or nah?" she laughed.

"Girl, yo hungry ass is the reason you gotta exercise," I smacked my lips, "And sure. If I feel like it." Roze fake wailed into the phone, "But you never feel like it, and I always pay!"

"Poor, Roze bug," I cooed.

"Nooo," Roze whined.

"Yessss, now get yo ass ready. Don't come funky."