{ The Next Morning }
Prod’s POV I woke up early and went downstairs because I was hungry. I heard the 6:05 am bus just leaving as I looked out the window at the dimly litted neighborhood. I dragged my feet across the kitchen floor opening up the fridge scanning for something convenient to eat so that I wouldn’t wake up the others. I grabbed the milk and went into the cupboards for some cereal. Prod: Let’s see. We got coco puffs, rice krispies, mini wheats, frosted flakes, and fruity pebbles. I guess I’ll have me some coco puffs. I sat at the table to eat my puffs in peace. *munch munch crunch crunch* *slurp slurp* within 10 minutes I was done as I cleaned out my bowl and spoon and placed it on the drying rack wondering what I should do next. Should I get back in bed or should I get dressed? I think I’m going to get dressed as I head back upstairs to pull out my outfit for the day. { TMFBI’s POV } Many of you are probably wondering where DJ Soundwave is. Don’t worry he’s safe and sound doing his own thing. There were a lot of rumors going around that DJ Soundwave was fooling around with MB’s female backup dancers during the scream tour of February 2012. Our viewpoint on the situation is this. This is absolutely absurd. MB doesn’t have backup female dancers on any of their tours. They are only seen in their music videos. So you shouldn’t believe everything you hear. Plus, DJ soundwave probably wanted to pursue other interests in his career and that’s why you don’t see him any more in MB’s latest pictures, videos, or interviews. Let’s not forget that he has a twitter account. You can hit him up @DJSoundwave1 for more information according to his video entitled “DJ Soundwave x Mindless Behavior- Boston Scream tour.” Also, with the departure of DJ Soundwave, MB is bound to be on the lookout for a new dj to take his place. We’re pretty sure that the boys and management probably still keep in contact with him. { Lisa’s POV } It was breakfast time at Trevor Wood High as me and the girls were in the breakfast line with growling tummies. There were two lines every morning. One would be for a hot meal the other a cold one. Me: So what are you guys getting? Lyn: Well, I want a hot meal, that would leave me feeling full and focused for class. Sheela: *looks at watch* But we only have 15 minutes to eat. Me: I think 15 minutes would be time enough. I’m looking forward to just some cereal, a bagel and some juice. Lyn: Then you’re in the wrong line missy ann. *points to line 2* Me: Thanks Lyn *walks over to line 2* I tap the person in front of me to ask what today’s special for line two. Boy: Um I think its apple jacks and banana muffins. POV: ugh gross. Me: Um thanks. POV: I walked back over to my girls as one of the people in line told me I couldn’t cut the line. Me: But I was just checking to see what they had over in line two. I wasn’t actually going to get anything from over there. Girl: That’s too bad. You snooze you lose. *points to the behind her* POV: *sighs in disappointment* this is so not fair as I walked to the back of the line. My phone went off. It must be sheela texting me. Instead it was my twitter notification alerting me about TMFBI’s tweets. They had both a website and a twitter. I quickly read what they tweeted as I waited in line for my breakfast. So dj soundwave wasn’t fooling around with younger girls during the scream tour? Hmm… Wait til the girls here about this. Later in the day… { Roc’s POV } POV: Today was the first day that prod would miss class today since he’s off in Philly. Me and prod shared the same teacher. I would have to make an excuse for him and email his homework to him after class. Each day we had to squeeze in two hours of education. Today we were learning some algebra. Mr. Allen: Good morning chresanto and how are you today? Me: I’m fine sir and yourself? Mr. A: Pleasant. *looks around* Um, where is Mr. Crippen? He should be here by now. Me: Um, he had to go run some errands for Kenneth. It’s really important and *whispers* confidential. Mr. A: Hmmm. Well ok, but he is going to lose some major points in participation today. *shakes head* tsk tsk tsk. Well, I’m counting on you Mr. August to deliver both his classwork and homework for him to complete and to be turned in next time I see him, ok? Me: yes sir. Don’t worry. You can count on me Mr. Allen. Mr. A: Very well. Let’s begin. Mr. Allen wrote some equations on his dry erase board he brought with him to the house so that I can take notes and solve them. Once I done that I had to go up to the board to solve all the problems and explain my reasoning as Mr. Allen observed me. If I had any wrong he would correct and encourage me to try again. If I had any right he would congratulate me with a pat on the back, a smile and a high five. After one hour of lectures and participation the rest of class time would involve my classwork to be completed within thirty minutes. Afterwards, my work would be graded and handed back to me. I had got a 93 which was an A. I was really proud of myself. I admit that I was struggling for the past few weeks, but now I was truly happy. I don’t think I would have caught on to the material like I am doing now if I would have attended public school. Anyways, Mr. Allen assigned my homework which involved a small four page packet to be completed the next time that I see him as he gave me prodigy’s packet and entrusted me to give him his work. He gathered his things as I helped him towards his car and he left. It was time for a break. I went to Walter’s office and scanned prod’s packet. I ran upstairs for my thumb drive to save the copies on there so when I go into his room all I would have to do is email them to him and hopes that he would complete his homework. I would text him once the email was sent. { Ray’s POV } Me and prince were on our way to Hype studio’s when I got a text message from star baby. {star and ray text convo} Starbaby: Hey bby. Guess wat? Me: What? Starbaby: I’m working on our secret plan for us to meet! Me: *smiles* OMG! That’s gr8. I can hardly wait. POV: I closed my phone and was smiling from ear to ear. I noticed Prince was looking at me weird but I didn’t care. We had arrived to the studio as it appeared that it was closed. There were no lights on and the doors were locked. Prince: That’s funny. It’s 8 am and the studio should be open by now. Me: Give it time. Mrs. O’reily should be here. She might be in the back working on some paperwork and forgot to unlock the door. Prince: Well I’m going to bang on the glass to alert her. *bangs on glass* MRS. O’REILY! *bangs on glass again* MRS. O’REILY!!!! Me: Boy STOP bangin on the glass before you break it. *points at prince* It’s going to come out of your paycheck. Prince: *sighs* you’re right. Me: Damn straight I’m right. Just keep calm and be cool, like me. Prince: *mumbles* whatever. So we waited outside the studio for what seemed like forever and only five minutes had passed by. We occasionally glanced back in the studio and nothing new happened. The lights were still off and the door remained locked. Prince: What’s taking her so long? Me: *shrugs uncaringly* Beats me. I said as I kicked a pebble into the street out of boredom. Minutes turned into hours. It was now 9:00. Me: *sighs in boredom* Ok, she ain’t coming. Let’s go. Prince: WAIT! Let’s wait for a couple of more minutes. Me: *sighs* Ok ok. (POV) She betta hurry her ass up. Got me out here looking like a fool. Just then kaelynn and justice were seen across the street as they waved at us. Prince: *turns to face me* is that kae kae and Domingo? Me: Yea. The girls waited for the traffic to clear as they looked both ways and crossed the street safely and walked up on the sidewalk next to us. Kae: *pants* hey guys! What’s up? Me and Prince: Heyyyyy. Me: Nothing much. What’s good with yall? Justice: *pants* we’re good. But why are you guys at the studio? Me: To practice our moves…*face palm* DOI Kae: Well today it’s closed. Prince: Wait what? Justice: Yup. Mrs. O’reily went out of town. We were talking to some other people who had a class last night and said that she was out of town so yea. Me: Oh word? For how long? Kae: We don’t know. Where are you guys going to be rehearsing at? Me and prince looked at each other as prince shrugged. Me: Guess we are going to rehearse at the house then until she comes back. Justice: Or, you can come practice with us at Dave’s studio. Prince: Um I don’t think that’s such a good idea. Me: yea, I mean we don’t want you guys to see our choreography until our tour officially starts. Kae: really ray? Please. It’s going to be the same stuff. It’s not like your routine is going to be anything new because Dave will teach us the same thing. Prince: How could that be? (POV) that traitor Justice: Well actually we will be learning from both Dave and Jacob Latimore. Kae: yea Jacob is an excellent dancer. Justice: And not to mention hot. Me: *clears throat* Ahem. What about us? Kae: Oh sorry. You guys are ok. And cute. Justice: Yea, we only see you guys as our brothers and not in a sexual way. It’s too weird. Prince: point taken. Kae: Well, good luck with your rehearsal at the house then. Prince: thanks Me: Hey we don’t need luck because we’re highly motivated individuals. Prince: yea and talented men. Kae and justice giggle. Justice: Agreed. Hey can you guys tell prod and roc that we said hey? Prince: Sure. Kae: By the way, where are those two anyway? Me: Roc has homeschool. Prince: And prod is running errands. Justice: Well ok. We’ll see you guys later then. Kae: Yea, bye! Me and Prince: BYE! Prince: *shouts after the girls* TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES! They safely crossed the street and entered into an Italian restaurant. Prince: Well, what do we do now ray? Me: We? Who is we? Prince: Me and you? Me: Well I plan on going back home. Prince: Ok. Well. I’m going to rehearse and call up my friends and family. Me: Well you go do that then. As both me and prince walk back to the house, I hope that none of management will be there because it will be totally awkward since all three of us will be home alone and prod still in Philly. At the moment, I aint trying to worry myself about that. One issue at a time. {Vicky’s POV} I was in the bathroom in the stall online on my iPhone. After I got the information from Mrs. Suarez I was going to call prince and verify this news by him. [ phone convo b/n Vicky and prince] Prince: Hello? Me: Heyyyy princy-poo what’s up boo? Prince: *irritated* fine and you? Me: *giggles* nothing much. Hey I want to ask you something. Prince: Um, ok. What is it? Me: Well first of all, why you gotta have an attitude? Prince: I’m not. I was going to call behlen. What do you want? Me: Oh so it’s like that? You act like you don’t want to talk to me? Prince: Like I said, what do you want? Me: Wait a minute, it 9:20. Shouldn’t you be at the studio performing? Prince: I am, I’m just taking a break. Shouldn’t you be in class studying and learning something? Me: Yea, but like you I am also taking a break. Prince: Ok. Me: Ok what? Prince: You said you had something to tell me. Me: Oh yea. Um. Do you remember this girl name Jessica? Prince: Jessica? Jessica who? I don’t know no girl name Jessica. Me: Stop lying yes you do. Prince: I’m not. Me: Well, she say she know you. Prince: How do you know? Me: Not important. She claims that she has both your kik and your phone number. Prince: The fuck? I never spoke to a girl name Jessica. I don’t remember giving my kik out to her and I don’t give out my number out like that. What does she think my kik is? Me: princepunk or some ish. Prince: Ugh. That’s not my kik. What does she think my number is? Me: *says number* Prince: Shiiiiiid, that ain’t my number. Me: Do you want me to handle her for you boo? Prince: Nah, I can handle her. Me: Oh and not to mention that she says that you and her had fucked back stage during the scream tour. Prince: *shouts in the phone* THE FUCK? I never did that. Me: Well she mentioned this all on twitter. And you know how insecure TM gets when they see this type of stuff being said about you. Thinking that you having sex with girls on tour. Prince: Yea I know. Bunch of naïve little girls. Who does this Jessica girl think she is? Spreading lies about me? Me: She also wants child support from you too. Prince: THE FUCK? Ok give me her number. I want to settle this shit right now. Me: But what about behlen? Weren’t you just about to call her? Prince: Yea, but she can wait. This I gotta handle right now. I gave princypoo Jessica’s number as he thanked me as we said out good byes and hung up. Oh it’s on now like butter and popcorn. Can’t wait for the details! Later in the afternoon… {Prod’s POV} After watching TV for some hours waiting for Kenya to come downstairs I decided to turn off the TV and check up on her by knocking on the guestroom door. *knock knock knock* Me: Kenya, are you alright in there? You had been in this room all morning. POV: I decided to knock a few more times and heard nothing but silence on the other side. Finally I decided to unlock the door slowly hopefully I wouldn’t catch her doing anything she wouldn’t want me to see as I was in shock at the sight. She was nowhere to be found. The bed was made, the window was open and her bag she brought with her (including her purse) were all gone. I looked around. The room was totally empty. I sat on the bed about to text her when I had checked my inbox and saw that I had two new unread messages. I checked the first one which was from roc. He says that my algebra homework was sent by email so I could go in my room to print out my assignment and complete it. Awww how nice of him to do that for me. I texted roc back with a big thank you. I read the other message and saw that it was from Kenya herself. She basically told me good-bye since she couldn’t do it early this morning. But why? Why did she leave without physically telling me goodbye? Wait a minute? Why am I worrying about whether or not that she said goodbye to me? I didn’t really like her like that right? Well I wanted to know how she was doing and where she was at just to relieve my conscience. Instead of texting her I chose to call her. [phone convo b/n Kenya and prod] Kenya: Hello? Me: Hey Kenya, how are you? Where are you? Kenya: Whoa, whoa. One question at a time Craig. *giggles* I am fine. I’m at a hotel chilling. What are you doing? Where are you at? Me: *relieved* Wow. That’s great to hear. Um, a hotel? What are you doing there? I thought you were staying here at the house with us. Kenya: Um, yea about that. You were right. It wasn’t right for me to come between you and your family. I felt uncomfortable and they seemed like they didn’t want me around so I chose to find a hotel that I could stay at until I gather my thoughts and go back home. POV: I couldn’t believe it. It’s all my fault. This wasn’t right. I mean sure my dad didn’t want her there to begin with, but she really wasn’t that bad. She’s was ok. She is really cute. She resembles Keri hilson’s complexion. She had a short asymmetrical bob. Her hair color was black mixed with blonde and she had two blackish-blondish curls on the right side of her head and she was slender with some meat on her body in all the right places. Kenya: Craig? Are you still there? Me: Oh my bad. Yes I am. Sorry. I was thinking about something. Kenya: Whatcha thinking about? Me: What’s the name of the hotel that you’re staying at? Kenya: Philly Inn. Why you ask? Me: Would you like to hang out? Kenya: I’d love too. Me: Ok cool. See ya in a few. Bye Kenya: Bye *hangs up phone* I was in a good mood. I was feeling great. I know, I know. I know what you’re thinking. Prodigy, didn’t you say that you had no real intentions on pursuing a relationship with this girl? Yes I did, but I’m bored and I have nothing to do. I didn’t know she was still in town and so since I told her that lie about my fake quest to take her to see all the fabulous chicken restaurants herein my hometown. I thought maybe I can make up for it by just hanging out with her. And as for my algebra homework that shit can wait. I grabbed my windbreaker and locked the door. {Lyn’s POV} Me and Lisa were in our 6th period class which was Spanish. During breakfast she told me and sheela about tmfbi’s recent tweets concerning dj soundwave. I basically told her that he wasn’t doing anything out of character. That’s what she gets for listening to gossip. She didn’t need online personnel to tell her that. It was common sense. There was a knock on the door as me and Lisa was curious to see who it was. And in came “you know who.” Senora Vargas: Clase listen up! We have a new student joining our class. Lisa: *whispers* Oooo he fine. POV: OH NO. Why did he have to be in my Spanish class too? Wait a minute. If he spoke Spanish fluently, then why is he in this class? Isn’t that a waste of an elective? He could have signed up for another class. SV: I want everyone to welcome Juanito Santiago Perez. Class: HELLO JUANITO! SV: In espanol please. Just Like I taught you all. Class: BUENOS TARDES JUANITO SANTIAGO PEREZ! BIENVENIDO A LA CLASE DE ESPANOL! (trans. GOOD AFTERNOON JUANITO SANTIAGO PEREZ! WELCOME TO SPANISH CLASS) Juanito felt welcome as he flashed a smile and then looked towards my direction and faced me. He politely waved at me like an idiot. How dare he. He completely ignored me during kickball yesterday and now all of a sudden he wants my attention. Psh. Probably because he didn’t know anybody in this class. He then whispered into senora Vargas’s ear as she agreed and nodded her head. The class was silent watching the two and waiting for more instructions. SV: Before we began today’s lesson, Juanito here would like to introduce himself. *turns to face j* you have the floor juanito. POV: I know this is late and all, but I didn’t get why we had to say his full name when introducing him. Couldn’t we just say Buenos tardes juanito instead? Lisa: *whispers* is it just me or does he look oddly familiar like he looks like someone I know? POV: Please don’t say Princeton. Please don’t say Princeton. Lisa: *whispers* I think he looks like Princeton! SV: *looks in our direction* MUCHACHAS! SILENCIO POR FAVOR. Lisa: Lo sento senora Vargas. Me: *whispers* It’s lo see-in-to. Not lo sento. Random girl: *shhhh* Lisa: *turns to face girl* you shhhhh Me: *turns to face both of them* both of you be quiet. Juanito: Hello everyone. How is everyone doing today? Class: Fine. SV: Ah-ah-ah. In espanol. Class: MUY BUENO! Lisa: asi asi J: Ah muy bien, muy bien. I am very glad to have join Mrs. Vargas Spanish class. I am a new student here. As some of you may not understand, I was already enrolled at the beginning of the year at this school. But then I got a frightening call from my grandpapi in Spain. You see my grandmami took ill and I had to go see her and made sure she was ok. She had the stomach flu for weeks. Because of her old age. But after some months she recovered. It was a bad bug. I also had fallen ill from that same bug that bit my grandmami and mi familia en Spain wanted me to stay put so that I could regain my health. POV: I rolled my eyes. This is ridiculous. Senora Vargas said that he was to introduce himself to the class not to tell us about his ill grandmother. No offense to her. I looked at Lisa as she was tearing up. Lisa: Oh you brave brave handsome man. J: Anyways, I came back to America with good health. I am feeling much better and ready to complete my lesson. So as of yesterday I had to attend some of my classes as well as today to introduce myself so that I may make new friends. I see that a muy bonita chica in this clase that shares the same gym class as me. POV: Oh lord. *slumps in seat* He’s about to embarrass me. Wait a minute. He called me a muy bonita chica. *sits up with excitement* that means a very pretty girl in Spanish. Nae nae, you must calm down. You cannot fall head over heels over a guy who looks like Princeton but has a crush on your friend sheela. It would be wrong of me to catch feelings for him. But he is really handsome though. SV: So who’s the lucky chica, juanito? J: *points to me* Her. All eyes were on me. Awkward. Lisa: *whispers to me* Girl, you didn’t tell me that Princeton’s long lost brother knew you. Why didn’t you tell me last night? Me: *whispers* because it didn’t cross my mind. And if it didn’t cross my mind it means that it wasn’t important enough to remember. SV: Ah yes. Senorita Jenkins is our estrella estudiante. She is muy bonita indeed. You may have a seat next to her on the left. J: Gracias senora Vargas. SV: de nada. Juanito walks over to the empty seat next to mines at the front room and smiles at me making me uncomfortable. What’s this guy’s deal anyway? Senora Vargas asked us to pull out our textbooks so that we could go over today’s lesson. She told us to turn to page 70 in Spanish. Juanito whispered and asked if he could glance at my textbook since he didn’t have one. I rolled my eyes and slided my textbook over near his view so that he could see the material. He wasn’t close enough as he got up and pulled his desk closer to mine so that there was no gap in between our desks. He then looked at the material closer and closer as he was looking strange at it. Could he not see? J: *whispers* Hey chica, what was the page number again? POV: Instead of talking back with him I chose to write the assignment down on a piece of paper and smacked it down on his desk. He looked at me up and down and then he reached for my side and quickly squeezed it. I think he was being flirtatious. It caught me off guard as I let out a loud giggle. I quickly covered my mouth hoping that no one heard that. I was so embarrassed that I had blushed right on the spot. People looked near my direction wondering who made that sound. Senora Vargas looked around and tapped her desk loudly trying to get the class to focus. I slowly glanced back at juanito as he was silently giggling to himself. He then turned towards me with his flirtatious green eyes. I quickly turned away from him and blushed. Just then I felt a soft tap on my thigh from underneath the table. Then there were multiple taps. I looked down towards my lap and saw that juanito’s hand lied there. What the hell? Why is he touching me during class? Me: *whispers* what do you want? Stop touching me juanito. J: *chuckled* (whispers) I want you. That’s what I want. Me: *whisper* News flash. I don’t want you Don Juan of Spain. J: *chuckles* you are so funny chica. I like that in a woman. POV: He said while licking his curvy lips shaped exactly like Princeton’s. Me: *whispers* shouldn’t you be working on your assignment? J: *whispers and smiles flirtatiously* I am working on my assignment.*bounces eyebrows* Getting to know you. POV: He said as his hand was feeling all over my thigh as I politely moved his hand away from it. But yet he continues to place his hand on my thigh again and chuckled. I flicked his hand away again and his hand was right back on my thigh but then it slowly traveled towards my cookie jar. I jolted up in my seat. Causing me to make a sound and a scene as people around me was startled and wanted to know what was going on. Me: *whispers* STOP touching me and do your work. J: *whispers* I can’t mami. I have no materials. Can I borrow yours? Me: *whispers* NO! Why did you even come to class if you weren’t prepared for today’s lesson? Did you think that you could just waltz up in thinking you weren’t going to do any work? *shakes head* I’m sorry to say but you are sadly mistaken. J: *whispers* (rubs my thighs again) I had to come to class so that I could get credit for being here or else I will be deported. It’s hard to make American friends. Me: *whispers* (removes j’s hand) Well that’s not my problem. The school has a program for people like you. J: *whispers* Oh yea? What’s that? Just then I saw a shadow on my desk. It was senora Vargas. SV: And just what are you two talking about? Would you like to share with the rest of the class your wonderful conversation? Let’s make it interesting by you two coming up towards the front of the class as you repeat your conversation in Spanish and that the class will be the judges. They will judge you based on pronouciation and grammar. Or would you like to remain silent and do your work? Me: I would like to do my work and remain silent. SV: In espanol senorita Jenkins. Me: *repeats sentence in Spanish* SV: And as for you Senor Perez. Where are your materials for class? J: I didn’t bring any. I was politely asking *points to nae* her if I could have some paper and a pencil so that I can work on my task. SV looked at me and gestured for me to give him some paper and a pencil. The nerve of him. Getting me in trouble. As senora Vargas returned to her seat I began working on my assignment and so did Juan pepo. I was mad at him I didn’t feel like correcting myself. I’m ready for the end of the day to just hurry up. Meanwhile at Interscope Records… Kenneth places an ad on the website for four male backup dancers who must be at least 18 or older. He was waiting on Walter from one of his meetings about the tour. {Kenneth’s POV} POV: Alright. I will now press submit and now I’m done. He places his arms behind his head and swivels in his chair slowly back and forth thinking of something to do. He forgot that he also was supposed to look for a new dj but hunger had interrupted his thoughts as he logged out of his account and went down to the cafeteria for some frank and fries. {Walter’s POV} Walter was in a business meeting going over more tour information. He and Vincent Herbert were wrapping up the meeting and now are discussing the ticket information and the announcement for the tour. Vincent: So Walter, I think we should start selling the tickets on May 18. How does that sound? Me: Hmm. Yea May 18 sounds perfectly fine to me. V: And also on the 19th as well. The tickets will be released through Ticketmaster for presale for some markets. So if the fans want a good price they can go to ticketmaster.com for those tickets. Me: Alright. And when shall this information be released to the public? V: Well, it’s a little too early right now but you or Kenneth can post this information on mindlessbehavior.com on the 15th which is two weeks from now. There will also be a limited number of VIP bundles including an opportunity to meet the boys for each city as well. Me: *nods head* Cool, cool. V: If the fans need more information on how to purchase these presale tickets they can contact ticketmaster.com for full details. Me: So, do we have the approval for twist and Jacob as the headliners for the tour? V: *checks phone* Yes. Yes we do. And we have a new label mate that needs to get some exposure for her career and her name is Kayla Briana. Me: *mumbles* Kayla Briana. Beautiful name. V: It really is. She’s gorgeous and she will also be headlining on the tour but only in a few cities. I also had a chance to speak with some other managers across the country and for some cities they will have different headlining acts such as: Chris Landry, lil niqo, hi-ritz, etc. Me: Alrighty. Thanks for the updates. V: you’re welcome Walt. Oh and have you found any backup dancers for the boys yet? Me: Um no. I gave that task to Kenny. V: Ok then. Well we need to know who the backup dancers are by June 1st which is a Friday. Also we need to find a new dj. Me: Yea I know. Kenny also has that task as well. What days are the 18th and 19th again? V: *checks phone* Uh a Friday and a Saturday. Me: ok thanks. Anything else that we need to discuss? V: Hmmm. Has Keisha received the tour costumes yet? Me: She has. Either yesterday or the day before. V: Do they all fit the boys? Me: Um, I don’t think roc’s fit. He said he needed a medium and she ordered him a large. V: Ok. I’ll send the large back and replace it with a medium. Do the shoes all fit? Me: Yes sir and thanks. V: Awesome and your welcome. POV: I wonder if Kenneth has found any dancers and a dj yet? V: Well, if we have discussed everything concerning the tour then it’s a wrap. Me: *gets up from chair and stretches* yep, yep yep that’s it. *checks watch* Oh my goodness! It’s time for lunch. I’m going down to the café and grab a sub, some chips and some water. V: Alright. Well holla if you need me. Have a great day Walt. Me: You too Vince. I grabbed my jacket and things and headed down to the café. I saw Kenny there with two chili dogs, some fries and a large coke. I asked him if he found any dancers. He told me he just posted an ad for the dancers. I asked him about the dj and told him he knew there was something else he was supposed to do and will do that later on when we get home. I updated him on the tour info and he was hyped. Since it’s in the afternoon I decided to check in on the boys. They should be home by now from rehearsal. {Prod’s POV} I had arrived at Philly Inn by bus as I was greeted by the receptionist at the front desk. Receptionist: *smiles* Good afternoon sir and how may I help you? Me: Um, I don’t really need any help. I’m just here to see a friend. R: Ok well you need to sign in and write the room number you will be visiting today. Me: Ok. I signed the information and I was given an ok to go Kenya’s room. She told me she was in room 257 which is on the second floor. I went into the elevator and pressed the #2 as the doors slid closed and I popped in a peppermint. *ding* the elevators went open as I looked down the hallways wondering which way was room 257. In front of me was a wall that had two large green arrows. The left arrow pointed to rooms 200-230, while the right arrow displayed rooms 231-259. So I followed the right arrow looking at all the doors until I found my destination. Within one minute I found her door and knocked on it politely. I could hear her sweet voice on the other side asking “Who is it?” As footsteps quickly approached the door and waited for my response. Me: It’s me Craig. *unlocks door* Kenya: *smiles* CRAIG HI! Me: *smiles* HEY KENYA! We hugged as she gestured for me to come in and closed the door behind me. I looked around the room as it was nice and it had a wide window with green curtains. I sat on the bed as she sat near me. She was in her housecoat not dressed yet. Me: So, did you have breakfast this morning? Kenya: I sure did. Me: How was it? Kenya: Awesome. It was complimentary. I had scrambled eggs, strawberry jam on toast, some mixed fresh fruit, some orange juice and a raspberry muffin. What did you have? Me: Coco puffs. (POV) Damn her breakfast sound all good and shit. Got a nigga hungry over here. K: *giggles* Coco puffs were all you had? Me: Yea *chuckles* I mean I got up early this morning around 6 am. I didn’t want to wake the others. Speaking of this morning, well actually this afternoon how come you weren’t at the house? K: *eyes drifted towards the floor* Oh yea, that. *sighs* Well, to be honest last night your father had came into your room where I was in at the time-- Me: *concerned* He didn’t touch you or anything? K: Nah. He basically told me that he was only looking out for you and his children. I agreed to leave the house and take the earliest bus. I decided to stay here until I can figure out how and when I will go home. Me: Oh ok. K: Hey hey. Why so glum? Aren’t we supposed to hang out today? Me: Oh of course and we shall. Where do you want to go? K: What’s cool around here? Me: Well, we have a nice little park downtown, there’s the arcade, and I’m pretty sure there are some good movies playing now. K: Hmmm. I’m in the mood to go to the park and maybe later we can chill at the movies. Do you know what’s playing today? Me: *shakes head* No not really, but I can find out. I noticed a computer by the TV and headed straight for it. Me: Does this place have free Wi-Fi? K: *nods head* Yep sure does. Me: Ok cool. While I go look up some movies you can go get dressed. K: Ok thanks. I’ll go do that. *walks into bathroom and closes door* As I was looking for some great movies to go see this evening, my cellphone had vibrated. It was my dad. SHIT! What does he want? [Phone convo b/n prod and Mr. C] Me: Hello? Mr. C: Hey son. What are you doing? Where are you? Me: *lies* Um…I’m at the library. Mr. C: Ok. Well don’t forget jojo’s basketball game is tonight at 8:30 pm. POV: WHAT? The game is tonight? SHIT. He didn’t tell me that the game was tonight. I thought it was later on in the week. Mr. C: Hello? Craig are you still there? Me: Um yes dad. I’m still here. Mr. C: Ok. Make sure you’re at the house by 6:30. I’ll come and pick you up while Monica will pick up the girls, ok? Me: *sighs* Ok dad. I’ll be there. Mr. C: Cool. And can you clip out some coupons for domino’s pizza? I was thinking that we can have pizza tonight and watch a movie. Me: Yea ok. I gotcha. Mr. C: Ok thanks. I’ll see you at 6:30. Me: Ok bye dad. Mr. C: Bye son. *ends call* Great. Just great. It’s only 3:15 and I didn’t have much time to hang with Kenya. Damn. I could have worked on my homework but I didn’t bring my materials with me. *sighs* I guess we can make the best of our time in the hotel? Wait no, he said be at the house by 6:30. What am I talking about? Silly me. We have at least three and a half good hours left. We may not be able to see the movie tonight, but we can still have a great time together, right? {Lisa’s POV} The bell had rung for 8th period as I quickly rushed to my locker as I saw Lyn going towards her creative writing class. Me: *shouts* HEY NAE! Lyn: *looks around thru the crowd* who called me? Me: *waves hands frantically* ME! Lyn: *looks around confused* me who? I closed my locker and sped walked over to her. Me: ME, Lisa. Lyn: Oh what’s up? Me: So tell me about what happened earlier in Spanish. Lyn: Girl, don’t you see me about to enter this class and you want to bring up what happened two periods ago? Me: *claps excitedly* YASSSS. Lyn: *looks around and whispers* I’ll tell you later. I don’t want to discuss this around others. Me: *giggles* Ooooo that deep huh? Lyn: Sure. *shoos me away* No go on before you be late to class. Me: *walks backwards with confidence* I won’t be late to class. *bumps into someone* Boy: HEY WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING DUMMY! *walks off* Me: *shouts angrily* UM EXCUSE ME SIR. I AIN NO DUMMY! YOU THE DUMMY, DUMMY. The boy stops in the middle of the hallway ahead and shouts amongst the crowd. Boy: *shouts* COME AND SAY IT TO MY FACE, DUMMY! POV: Oh he is just asking for it. I grabbed my books for next class and closed my locker. I went up to the dude and called him a dummy. He pushed me to the floor as people walked passed us and some stayed behind waiting to see if a fight would break out. I was about to get up and sock him in the jaw but I already have Saturday detention so I ain’t trying to get no more time. Just then the hall monitor Robert Nelson had came and checked out the situation. The 2nd bell ranged for 8th period meaning that if you weren’t in class by now that you are officially late. Students scurried to class as the boy chuckled and walked off but Robert blew his whistle wanting him to get back here. Boy: *shouts* YOU CAN’T MAKE ME. *sticks out tongue and walks off* POV: ugh how immature. Robert: You ok? *sticks out hand* Me: *grabs hand* Yea I’m fine. *dusts myself off* Robert: Hey can I get your name and the situation that just occurred. Me: GLADLY. Well As I was walking backwards to my locker to grab my things for 8th period this boy bumps into me NOT saying excuse me nor apologizing and thus calling me a dummy. Robert: *writes notes* Uh-hun, uh-hun what else? POV: Oh I’m going to leave out the part where I provoked the boy so I gotta make something up quick and make it seem like it’s all his fault. Me: Well, I told him to come an apologize to me, because you know it’s rude for someone to just bump into and not apologize for it. Robert: True. One question. Me: What’s that? Rob: Why were you walking backwards in the first place? Me: Um, that’s a really good question. You see I was talking to my friend Lyn right and I um--- Rob: *serious* what is your name again? Me: *sighs in disappointment* Lisa. Lisa Reynolds. (POV) I was waiting for my detention slip. He finished taking notes and decided not to write me up (HALLELUYUR) He gave me a late pass due to foul play by a student. I hugged and thanked him as he politely pushed me forward and straighten his hall monitor sash. I walked to my 8th period class with slight anger from that boy and curious about what happened to Lyn today in Spanish class. OOOO I was so excited!!!
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