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Date Posted: 23:33:48 07/09/02 Tue
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's message, "Re: Diva B Productionz Presents...*Another Black Story*" on 16:32:41 07/09/02 Tue
~End of Flashback and back to Reality~
Speaking of four, I opened my closet looking at my B2K posters I had hung up on the inside of the doors. I mean I had them everywhere and wanted to see them every chance I had. I kissed every single one of them and said good morning. Sounds sick don’t it? Hey, it’s B2K, I know fans be doing the same things as me. I needed the encouragement this morning anyways because today was do or die. Who couldn’t love B2K or IMx? And answer this, why is it no matter what I do I can’t never meet B2K, or run into them at the mall or something like that like a lot of other folks do. I’m like what the hell? Evereybody meets them and I don’t? That’s so weak. I did get backstage passes one time and then I couldn’t even get backstage because I had misplaced my passes and the whole time my stupid self had them in my purse. Man, I lost a friend that day because she was so mad. I was mad too, but hey, it wasn’t all my fault. Roshay even met them once when she was in the mall early one morning and B2K was there with guards and everything. She got to talk to them for a while and even walk the mall with them because hardly anybody was there anyway. I was so mad. I mean she didn’t even get me her best friend an autograph. She was probably showing her butt off at Omari, who she has this big thing for. Me? I have this infatuation and desire for a boy named De’Mario Monte Thorton. Yeah, I have a boyfriend, but I can’t help I got this big crush on Mario. That’s Raz B for you non fans out there. The raspy sexy voice you here in the B2K songs and the one with the most sexiest lips. I mean it’s not just that it’s just him. Mario is the most coolest person in the group to me from what I hear about him and other people who have met him have told me. That’s another reason why I like him so much. He’s talented.
“Macy, get your crusty lips off that poster and come to the store with me. Yall hungry?” Mama asked barging in my room. No one is suppose to catch me having a moment with my Mario poster! That’s between me and Razzy-Boo. “Mama, we got rehearsal in a while. I gotta get ready”
“Roshay didn’t come to the meeting, the make up rehearsal on Thursday and yall just gon’ miss her again today. Yall should really feel ashamed. Roshay has a Beyounce voice and maybe even better like Alicia Keys. She’s able and yall were lucky to have her. I know I didn’t teach you to be the way yall were with her last weekend. I know Lyla may could pull it off, but Roshay could still do a much better voice because I know she’s got experience and she’s a smart girl. Lyla just fast. I can’t believe yall. Roshay’s like my daughter. I should slap you for taking Lyla side!” Mama yelled like this was her problem.
“Mama! I know what you saying. I mean, it’s just I agreed with her at the time. It’s just that you got to at least understand what she’s saying,” I replied back pulling on my “Don’t be shy” tee over my sports bra. Mama was I favored each other. She was lighter than me though and short, medium sized and hair just like mines but a sandy brown color. Mama always was real with you about stuff that’s one thing I hated she did sometimes. She just looked at me giving that I-don’t-want-to-hear-that-mess look. “Ugh, Mama, I don’t know. I know that I am sick of this mess though. I’m going to work it out today if Ro comes to practice today. I promise. I mean I tried already. Roshay won’t except my calls, she doesn’t speak to me at school at all and she won’t even call me to even talk about it. I tried,” I pleaded trying to let her know I did try.
“I think Lyla changing on yall. I don’t trust her that much no more,” Mama confessed with one hand on her hip. “Why you say that? Lyla cool. She’s just out spoken,” I defended her. She was still my friend even after what she did to Roshay. I know that this is going to blow over soon. We friends. We have our fights and arguments. This will pass just like all the others. “Well, I don’t know. I don’t know” Mama shook her head. “Let’s just hope she shows up today. Before this group crap yall were just the best of friends and-”
“Mama don’t call Dynasty crap. We been working on this!”
“Now look what you been doing. Look at all three of yall. Just, just den messed up because Lyla and you made this mess. This fame has invaded yall brains. I still think this is a bad idea and I’m trying…I’m really trying to support yall because I have faith in yall and I believe in yall. Every Saturday yall waste time. My cars could be shielded in my garage, but yall insist on using it for rehearsal. I tell you Marcianna, if yall don’t sit down and work out the little things that can turn into big problems then it’s going to be chaos. You never know who to trust in this thing,” Mama predicted looking me straight in my eyes. That didn’t intimidate me not one bit. I knew where she was coming from. I didn’t exactly agree because we’d had arguments in the past and I know this will pass. I just know it.
MORE TO COME!!!!!
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