Justice's POV

I got up thinking about what happened yesterday. It was starting to make me feel sick. It didn't even seem like he had a girlfriend. I got up and went to the bathroom. I took my clothes off and got in the shower. A couple minutes later my mom knocked on the door.

"IF YOU DON'T GET OUT OF THAT SHOWER. YOU'VE BEEN IN THERE TOO LONG. YOU DON'T PAY BILLS IN THIS HOUSE TO BE TAKING A SHOWERS THAT LONG. GET OUT NOW."

I heard her stomp away and I turned off the shower. I sighed and dried myself off. I put my clothes on and walked out to the kitchen. I didn't see my mom so I'm guessing that she left. I opened the fridge to see nothing was in there. Great now I'm gonna be hungry all day. I would call and ask O'Shea to get me something but I don't wanna keep asking him to buy me stuff.

I decided to just eat a sugar sandwich. I fixed my sandwich and sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. I just remembered that I have to go with O'Shea to meet his group. I don't really feel like being around O'Shea today. I guess I'm being sorta salty but I'm starting to feel a certain way about him.

O'Shea's POV

I swear if this girl doesn't stop calling my house I'm gonna go to where she lives and beat her ass. She about to get me kicked out. I knew my dick was good but damn. Got bitches out here acting crazy. I couldn't even sleep last night because she kept calling. I got up and put on some random clothes that were laying on the floor. As I was walking out of my room the phone rang. I sighed then answered the phone.

"THE FUCK YOU WANT GIRL. STOP CALLING HERE I TOLD YOU THAT ALREADY." I yelled

I heard Justice's voice "Sorry I was just calling to ask you were you still gonna take me to the studio today."

"Oh, my bad. I'm sorry I thought you were that girl that kept calling here. Yea I am. What time is it?"

"It's eleven thirty."

"Shit alright I'm on my way."

I hung up and put on my shoes then ran out of the door. I drove down to Justice's house. She was standing on the front porch waiting for me. She walked up to my car and got in.

I looked at her "Hey."

She didn't say anything. I shrugged it off and asked her if she brought the tape with her instrumentals on it.

"Did you bring the tape with your music on it?"

"Yea." She said in a low voice looking away from me

Shit, what's her problem? Her period must be on or something. Whatever I ain't got time for that. She not gonna mess the rest of my day up.

Justice's POV

I couldn't even look at him. His pager vibrated and I looked at the message.

"O'Shea I miss you. I'm sorry  for calling your house like that. I promise I'll make it up to you tonight."

He looked at it and smiled. I felt so disgusted. I can't believe he just forgave her like that. She almost gets him kicked out and h- you know what why am I mad? I don't even like him.

At The Studio

We pulled up to a garage and parked. I thought we were going to the studio. We got out and started to walk towards the garage. There were some guys standing in there talking. One of them was about my height. His voice was really high. He was arguing with some other guy about a beat.

"O'Shea why are we here? I thought you said that we were going to the studio?" I looked at him

"This is the studio." He walked up to where the guys were and gave all of them some dap

Wait. I've been fooled. I thought they really had a studio. These niggas meeting up in somebody's garage. I walked to where O'Shea was standing and he introduced me.

"Alright yall, this is my homegirl Justice." They all looked up at me

"What's up?" They all said in unison

"Hey yall." I said in a shy voice

The short guy keeps staring at me and licking his lips. He's rubbing his little ass chin too. It's starting to creep me out.

"Ok yall the reason I brought her is so she can join the group."

"What? She's a girl man. Did you forget that we're Niggaz With Attitude?" Some darkskined dude said

"Yea, and can she even rap? What does she do?" A gay looking guy said

The short guy spoke up "Cube she just can't walk up in here and join the group. I gotta see what she can do first." He licked his lips

"Alright." O'Shea turned to me

"You ready to show them what you showed me yesterday?"

I nodded. I handed him the tape with my instruments on it. He put the stereo and pressed play. I rapped the freestyle I did the day. I added a few more lines. All the guys were standing there in awe. Except the little guy. He just stood there with no facial expression.

"Well what do yall think? She good right?" O'Shea asked them smiling hard

"Well she was alright. She could use a little more practice though." The darkskined one said

The gay looking put his hand on his chin "Yea but atleast she better than Eric."

"Man shut up Dre."  The short guy said

So his name is Eric and the gay looking guy's name Dre.

"So is she in?" O'Shea asked

"We gotta take a vote." Eric said looking at me

They grouped together and started to whisper. After a few minutes they all turned around and looked at me. Eric walked up to me.

"We've decided that."

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