𝗡𝗜𝗠𝗔𝗛 𝗢𝗡𝗜 𝗞𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗟𝗘
                                 𝐌𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐢, 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚

(NIY-MUH / OH-NEE/ KUH-HAL)

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"Hey India, it's Nimuh. Nimuh's Skin Care Bar on Instagram?" I spoke as I contacted one of my brand ambassadors.

"Hey! How you doing?" I heard a thick, but tiny country accent speak from over the phone.

"Hey honey, I'm doing good and you? I was just wondering if we was still on for the photoshoot today at 12, because the photographer was being kind of snappy and I don't want to upset him anymore than he already is" I looked down at my Apple Watch and concentrated back to the call.

"I'm good, and yes we on our way now. I hope you don't mind, I brought my boyfriend and his two friends cause we going straight to another place after the shoot"

"Yeah that's fine, I'll see you then. Bye!"

"Byeee!"

We hung up the phone and I went to get my sage and start saging the photoshoot room that I'm in for today.

I just want to clear the air of the energy the snappy photographer left in here this morning so once my brand ambassador comes in, it could be all good vibes.

I saged every part of the room about three times and then went into the bathroom to put out the smoke.

"Damn, I smell like barbecue and lavender now" I fanned out my shirt, while looking into my purse for perfume.

I sprayed some on and then tidied up the room a little bit more, and set up some products to use for props.

I heard the old, squeaky door creak open and turned my head to see who it was.

I saw India and her boyfriend Durk, along with them was a brown skin boy with black and blonde dreads and another darker skinned boy with like mini dreads. Not as long as Durk's or the other boys.

"Hey baby, how was the drive here" I hugged her and she hugged me back just as tight.

"It was good, we saw the photographer on the way in. He was bout rude as hell" She scrunched her face up, making Durk nod. "You look good, boo" she sized me up.

I wasn't wearing nothing but a plain white t-shirt that read "C E L I N E" in bold black letters, black jeans, and my black Versace Chain Reaction shoes. I had a regular middle part frontal sew in. Not too much.

"Thank you, you look pretty as well. And yeah I don't know what the hell was wrong with him this morning. He's usually not like this. But sorry for the smell in the room, I just got done saging."

I finally took a look at all of their faces and made eye contact with the boy with the blonde and black dreads. I suddenly felt small and got into my shy behavior.

Quickly looking away from his eyes as if I was scanning the room, they landed back on India's. Whose eyes were as big as the moon, staring right back at me in mine.

"That's fine. I don't really smell it like that. But I'll introduce you to these boys cause they rude asses can't speak up"

The other boy sucked his teeth, "Dawg, I said wassup when we walked in"

"Booka you's a bitch ass lie" It sounded funny to hear India cuss.

"Anyways, this is Booka, this Durk my boyfriend, and that's Von!" She pointed each of them out.

"Well nice to meet y'all, I'm Nimah" I told them while avoiding eye contact with Von.

I had heard of him, but this is my first time seeing him. I can't lie....he didn't disappoint.

"Ohhhhh you the one who be giving India the soaps and shit that make your pussy wet as fuck" Durk pointed and balled his fist over his mouth before repeatedly tapping Booka and Von.

"Nigga what, you got our attention already"

"Lil folks shit go crazy, on gang" Durk was over here geeking.

"Yeah I be hearing bout your shit. Fuck Jhené, you gotta be the real pussy fairy now!" Booka got loud.

"Shut up bitch" Von lightly pushed him.

He has a nice voice. Soft but screams authority.

"Yeah, I make everything dealing with skin care. Body scrubs, body butters, oils, stuff like that."

"All of it is for the pussy a sum?" Von asked me, basically forcing me to look him into his eyes.

I almost felt embarrassed talking about my pussy soaps to him.

"No, I have products for your face, body, and yoni. I'm shortly coming out with a men's skin care line too." I smiled, just thinking about it.

"That's wassup" He nodded.

"Don't you got a lingerie line too?" India asked.

"Yeah. I got a lot going on, but I manage."

"You from Miami huh" Durk assumed.

"Yeah, how you know?" I questioned because some people think I'm from up North.

"You sound like Caresha and JT...but softer"

"Awe yeah, them my babies. I was just with em the other day."

"We got—"

"Umm, we gotta get India dressed and her makeup ready, she need to go to room 5 now" The photographer came in rudely cutting us off.

"Man calm yo rude ass down, folks. You been tweakin since we got here" Von turned to the dude.

The photographer looked as if he wanted to say something but he just walked out.

"Well let's go. I have to get some more products too, so" I walked out, leading them to the photoshoot section.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Is it okay if I vlog this for my YouTube?" India pulled out her camera.

"Yeah, of course!"

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"That's a wrap. Let's clean all this up!" The photographer shouted.

"That was soooo good bae. They finna come out beautiful." I squealed, going over to India to give her a big hug.

Working with India and City Girls would give me so much more exposure to my line.

I got 30k followers right now but hopefully it goes up after me, India, Caresha, and JT post the photoshoot pictures.

"I liked working with you. You're so cute and sweet. Like a lil sister" She patted my head. "Say bye to the vlogggg"

"Bye y'all!" I blew the camera a kiss.

"Wait, take a thumbnail picture wimme" She grabbed my face basically mushing it in with hers.

We both posed as if we were blowing kisses in the camera and then she let go of me.

I looked up and saw Von staring right into my face, causing my cheeks to warm up and for me to look away.

Why the fuck is he staring at me?

I mean I want him to but shit, I'm shy as hell. I can't handle that pressure.

"Y'all need help cleaning before we go?" India asked while Durk hugged her from behind.

I smiled because they were too cute.

"No we got it hun. Y'all got plans afterwards and this is gone take a long time" I waved her off.

"Durk, give her some tickets to the concert tonight." She elbowed him.

She was always this nice? On Instagram she look so nonchalant.

"Here you go, gang. It start at like nine. Ain't that right, Von?" Durk turned to Von while handing me the tickets.

"Yeah"

"Okay. Thank y'all, I'll see if I can come. Depending on what time we done cleaning" I ran my hair through my frontal.

"Well, hopefully you make it. But we gone, see you Nimah!" India waved while pulling Durk out the doors.

"Bye yall!" I went to grab a broom.

"Aight gang!" Durk nodded at me.

"Stay up, shorty" Booka threw some gang sign up and then left.

"Aight. See you, lil folks. Pop out tonight, we gone be t'd." Von said as he walked out.

I just waved and went to sweeping.

Sighing, I could finally breathe now.

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𝗗𝗔𝗬𝗩𝗢𝗡 𝗕𝗘𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗧𝗧 | 𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗩𝗢𝗡 | 𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗦𝗢𝗡
    𝐌𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐢, 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚

"Boy I'm ready for this concert like shit" Kyro yelled out.

"Nigga shutcho 15 cent lookin ass up" Mally said.

"I meannnn, if we being honest. 15 cent was fine as fuck in Proud Family" some hoe that one of these niggas brought along, said.

"Thank you!"

"Both of y'all can shut y'all asses up. Over here tryna justify your ugliness with a cartoon character"

We had all my Chicago savages up in this bitch.

150, OB, OTF, GBE, 300, 600, and some Outwest niggas.

"Man, if Rashad don't get his ass out my damn business talking bout some fuckin 'certainly'." Breezy sucked his teeth. "He think he coo cause he snatched Nunu necklace. Bitch be coo this ain't yo daddy house"

The whole room erupted into laughter.

These niggas stupid as hell, on foe nem.

"On GANG, that nigga ain't been right since nunu" Keef butted in.

"Oh y'all talm bout T.I. bitch ass?" Wopp slow ass said.

"Nah nigga we talking about Tip. Yeah we talm bout his bitch ass"

"Ooouuuu Nimah's here. I gotta go get here" India got up about to run out the room until Durk grabbed her.

"Calm yo ass down. I'll send Louie to go with you cause we might be on stage by the time y'all come back. But ima try to wait on you"

"Okay. Let's go Louie"

After about 10 minutes of us just fucking around, India and Louie came back in with Nimah behind them. Looking like she was trying to hide behind Louie.

I saw her whisper something into India ear and India turned and laughed before pulling her into a hug.

"Aweee, you'll be fine girl. They don't bite"

"Damnnnnn who is that? She look good" One of them niggas said.

She did look good, though.

"Y'all, this is Nimah. My friend. Nimah, this is all these niggas. I'm not finna say all they names, it's too much. Don't be all over her, she shy"

"Hey" Her soft voice sounded out as she waved. Everyone said they greetings back.

"Baby you'n gotta be shy with me! Wanna drink?" Mally dumb ass said.

"Bitch shutcho bill cosby actin ass up" Reese whispered.

"Hm? Awe, I thought a hurt nigga said some. Fuck you talkin bout gang. Speak up!"

Reese put Mally into a headlock and they started wrestling.

"Bitch break my fuckin neck if you want too. We both can't be whispering round this bitch!!"

"It's go time, y'all boys!" My manager yelled out over all the loud noise.

We all started walking towards the stage. India and Nimah in front of us, linking they arms together.

Why do girls do that dumb ass shit? Y'all right next to each other.

As soon as I heard the beat for 'All These Niggas', I grabbed a mic and ran out on stage.

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i stopped right here cause then i wasn't gon have shit left to write for next chapter

my chapter titles gone be written in Hawaiian language.

& y'all i hope this book open y'all eyes up to see how spirituality is really like, im not forcing no one to be on the same shit i be on but it's like...y'all got this fucked up peaches and creme ass version of spirituality and that's not what it is at all😭

we deadass act normal, it's just the way we do things. we still cuss, party, drink, smoke, etc. hell some of them be fighting but it's like... so say in other religions y'all would go to church, but with us that could just be like talking to your ancestors, or spirit guides, etc etc. everyone different

we not these nice ass "ummmmm" ass people😭 everything still the same. just different ways of doing shit

aaaaandddd i think that's it.

all my favorite rappers except city girls is from chicago...i gotta see them soon as hell😖😖 get in the rotation or someeeeee.