No Class (G-Eazy)

"Everyone please welcome, the one and only, G-Eazy!," the man announced looking toward side stage awaiting Gerald's arrival. After a few moments of clapping and no sign of Gerald, the man continued, "Young Gerald, any day now."

Gerald rushed on the stage with lip stick stains on his checks and his hair messier than usual, but still sexy as always. "Sorry, I was umm... preoccupied."

"I think we all know what that means. Was she blonde or brunette?"

"A gorgeous red-head, actually."

"Your girlfriend?," the man asked taking a seat on one of the seats set out on the stage. Gerald took the other and took a sip from the glass of water that lie on the table in between the chairs.

"Nah, she's just a groupie like all the rest." I watched as the red-head, who was blushing uncontrollably, now held a face full of anger and disappointment.

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She went from G-Eazy's 'biggest fan' to his favorite groupie, but what happens when she starts to catch feelings. Will she tell him how she feels and hope he feels the same? Or will she devise a plan to make sure he will forever be hers.