Ok people this is part nine of my story and the same rule apply. I don't know BSB or N'sync so what I say is from my imagination.
With out much more to say exect Thanks to those who wrote me, Let sget on with tha Show.
Janet Jackson her self. After picking my eyes up off the floor I ran back behind the curtain and grabbed Trish's arm. And dragged her to the stage. I directed her attention past the curtain. "Hey hey the club filled up nice." Trish said smiling as she surveyed the crowd. "Hey isn't that," Trish started trying to get the words. "tha, tha , that's Janet Jackson." "That's what I said." "Cool I'm glad she came." "Have you lost it woman, she is going to see us perform."
"Oh shit." Trish said her face getting pale. "Yeah." Taking a minute to calm down she started. "Well she knows that it just the public so I don't think she is expecting much." "Yeah I guess you right." I said still a little unsure.
"Well come on we gotta make sure everyone is here." Trish said heading towards the bar where the sign-up list was. They spotted Ron who was looking over the list. "Um guys we are a few act short." He said double checking the list. "What are we gonna do?" I asked not sure."
"Well before your act we can open the stage." Ron stated realizing he didn't have much choice other than closing early.
"Ok lets do this." Ron yelled going on stage. He took the time to think everyone for coming and for their donation to the Andrea Little fund. Hr then introduced Trish and I, as we presented the first act.
Everything was going fine with three acts done, when a sweet girl named Kim was going up. She was a tall curvaceous girl from Boston. Her Shoulder length black hair with golden tips flowed with her every move. Her brown eyes looked perfect with her ebony skin. She was going to do 'I think I like you' by Jordan Brown. She got up on stage and her music started. But for a moment she seemed to be looking at something and motioned for the music to stop. And started singing something else acapella.
I was hanging with my girls Via and B, all eyes were on me As I looked into the crowd I couldn't believe what I seen I saw you doing K I S S I N G How could you go and do this to me Your all up on this girl for the whole world see How could you go and do this to me You say you cherish me, but you embarrass me.
Even though she was going well when she started to sing the next verse, her voice cracked and she started to cry running off stage. Trish and me met her at the side stage.
"What happened."? "Yeah why did you stop."? Trish asked. "I'm sorry to ruin your show but, I saw my boyfriend here, kissing some girl at the bar."
"That sucks bad." Trish said rubbing Kim's shoulders. "The thing is I knew, and he told me that he had stopped, I can't face him again." "You have to, to put a stop to this." I argued.
"I can't I just don't know how." I have a way I said as I went over to the DJ. As I was going someone grabbed my arm. They were so lucky that I was thinking at the time because anyone who touches me while I'm on defense would have had a bad night.
I turned and to my shock it was Joel. "Hey baby." He said trying to be slick. "What do you want?" I asked not wanting to waste time talking to him. "Look baby I know I made a mistake, but I also know you can't live without me, so lets just make up." He said trying to pull me into him.
"Wha, have you lost your mother fuckin mind?" I couldn't even this dick could be so shallow. "Look stop sniffin the KY and come back to reality, I don't want anything to do with you."
"You need me as much as I need you." He yelled as I walked away. "Wrong you need my money." I yelled back.
After talking to the Dj I walked back onto the stage. Looking over the crowd I was happy to see Justin but I also noticed he brought everyone even John. Trish made me even madder as I decide to bring everything out tonight.
"Umm we decide that we would try that again. So here she is again Jordan Brown." She walked on stage with me as the new music started. I told her I we would alternate verses with me starting.
The lights dimmed a bit as we started.
(Shane)
Fuck conversation, I'm throwin ya a lever Leavin the crib with a Dear John letter I'm takin what I need, playa f*** all ya cheddah FUCK all ya jewelry and fuck all ya cars You ballin while I'm wishin on stars Won't have me wildin while you puffin on dro's Have me in the crib, all boxer and draws While you in the Benzo messin wit broads Have ya'll face in another b*h's spot Go ahead playa boy that's how you get shot (I'ma get ya ass) And I ain't even like that silly playa But I'm hurt and I'm filled up with liquor Ponderin on if you really feel em Only a bitch could make a lov a killer And wit a nine like this my playa don't sleep I'ma creep up on your behind my playa I'm about to bizounce I can't take this st no more Picture frame broken daddy Cuz I can't trust you I'm ridin high now So playa fuck you I'm about to bizounce I can't take this s**t no more Picture frame broken daddy Cuz I can't trust you I'm ridin high now So playa fuck you
Verse 2 (Kim)
Drivin in yo Benzo Shinned up Lorenzo Ashtray filled wit Indo Toss it out the window Bein fast as the ash blow Leavin a playa, fuck ya cash flow I got my own account And it holds a nice amount I'ma come back for my clothes And come back for my Roles You can keep them other hoes Playa that's how the game goes And if ya didn't know Better ask somebody baby Shoulda treated me like your lady Playa I gotta bizounce I'm about to bizounce I can't take this st no more Picture frame broken daddy Cuz I can't trust you I'm ridin high now So playa fuck you I'm about to bizounce I can't take this st no more Picture frame broken daddy Cuz I can't trust you I'm ridin high now So playa fuck you
Verse 3 (Shane)
FUCK the conversation I'm throwin you a letter Keep them platinum credit cards Keep all of your cheddar That shit don't mean nuttin to me (No nuttin to me no nuttin to me) Cuz I'm tired of you stressin me (Tired of you stressin me) The scent of perfume on ya clothes (In ya clothes) Messin wit them silly hoes (Silly hoes) Got me feelin miserable (I'm miserable) Peddlin up wit Hen and Coke (It's on...) Sleepin wit the enemy (...b*h) Oh you don't wanna fuck wit me (Don't wanna fuck wit me) I'm about to bizounce I can't take this st no more Picture frame broken daddy Cuz I can't trust you I'm ridin high now So playa fuck you I'm about to bizounce I can't take this s**t no more Picture frame broken daddy Cuz I can't trust you I'm ridin high now So playa fuck you
Verse 4 (Kim)
I ain't never comin back no more I know you heard that shit before I don't never wanna see your face Faded pictures on make-up case Shoulda known what ya missed at home Now you roll along wit no one to bone You ain't never gonna eat poon poon Not from me no no I'm about to bizounce I can't take this st no more Picture frame broken daddy Cuz I can't trust you I'm ridin high now So playa fuck you I'm about to bizounce I can't take this st no more Picture frame broken daddy Cuz I can't trust you I'm ridin high now So playa fuck you I'm about to bizounce I can't take this st no more Picture frame broken daddy Cuz I can't trust you I'm ridin high now So playa fuck you I'm about to bizounce I can't take this st no more Picture frame broken daddy Cuz I can't trust you I'm ridin high now So playa fuck you
The crowd exploded as we finished the song, we even got a standing ovation from Janet. But I could see that Lance was upset, maybe because during the forth verse, when Kim sang 'You ain't never gonna eat poon poon ,not from me no no' I looked him dead in his eyes as I shook my hips. But most of the song was directed directly at Joel. I didn't know if I should say anything else to Lance, as I got ready for my show.
Ok here is tha deal if you can't wait for the next part and u write me I'll send the next part.
C-ya later Shawn