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January 12, 1992

~DeVanté's P.O.V~

"Got yo fat ass," K-Ci said exclaimed towards Jojo.

Dalvin and I were currently at Jojo and K-Ci's apartment down the hall from ours. We live all live in an apartments in New Jersey. K-Ci and Jojo live together, and I live with Dalvin annoying ass. We were playing Street Fighter II: The World One. K-Ci and Dalvin were on teams while Jojo and I were on teams.

"Your fat ass can't even run in the game! How y'all gon' talk all that shit and get y'all asses handed to us on a platter," K-Ci said towards Jojo then to the both of us.

"Man, you know what I'm tired of your crack baby ass! Keep on talking all that shit, I'm starting to smell it on your funky ass breath," I told him.

Dalvin burst out laughing, " Yeah! Jojo, hand your big brother some of those breath mints."

"Man, you supposed to be on my side," K-Ci sucked his teeth at Dalvin.

"Now you know breath mints ain't gon' solve his problem. He's got Halitosis like a bitch." Jojo replied, hunching over in laughter.

"Get in that bathroom and brush them funky teeth. We got money now, man! They have oral hygiene stuff at the 99 Cent Store. Get you some, my black brother." I told K-Ci, causing Jojo to hurl over even more in laughter almost losing his breath.

"You fat motherfucker, this nigga having a heart attack!" K-Ci said trying to get the attention off of himself.

Jojo threw his hand up in surrender, "Hey man, you started it! You've been on me ALL day. All that shit talking you been doing!"

Dalvin, Jojo, and I looked at each other, "LITERALLY," we all said at the same time.

"Man, fuck every single one of y'all!"

"I'm sorry to tell you K-Ci but I don't roll that way, and if I did it sure wouldn't be towards YOU. Rottweiler face ass," Dalvin said rolling his eyes.

K-Ci started barking, LITERALLY. "Woah, down doggy! I said down," I told K-Ci. "Good boy!" Jojo threw K-Ci a cookie which he caught.

"Y'all weird as hell," Dalvin said moving his head back some.

"Anyways, I wondering of we were all going to the Movie Premiere for that movie 'Juice' coming out or taking a honey," K-Ci asked all of us, as he started rolling a blunt.

"What kinda question is that? Nigga, we going TOGETHER, as a group as always. Stop asking stupid questions," Dalvin said in an agitated tone.

K-Ci replied, "I mean I had my eye on this one honey. Been spending a lot of time with her lately, I think she kinda fly."

I can't believe K-Ci the abominable hoe-man was actually interested in a woman. "Yo, are you being serious?"

"Yeah, never been so serious in my life," he said nodding his head up and down.

"Well..." Dalvin trailed off wanting K-Ci to continue.

"Well..." K-Ci said in the same tone as Dalvin, licking the blunt closed.

"Who is she?" Dalvin and I asked him anxiously, K-Ci shrugged.

"Man, he talking about Mary J from the label. She's fly and all but y'all gon' be bumping head. You both are just too much alike." Jojo answered smack his lips at his big brother.

"How are YOU gonna tell ME, who is or isn't gonna work out for ME?"

"Yeah, Jojo that was kinda messed up," I patted his shoulder.

"But, he was right about you and Mary Jane and tons of other woman y'all both went out with." Dal said taking up for Jojo

"Nigga, fuck you!" I said getting sensitive at the topic. He was right but that wasn't the point.

"I love both of y'all. Y'all are my bros but I think Jojo is right. Y'all both so much alike, ion mean the good traits either it's the bad ones y'all got in common." Dalvin told K-Ci shrugging his shoulders.

"Yeah, nigga we'll see! Prove your ass wrong especially YOU Jojo the almighty RIGHT one." K-Ci said, taking a hit of the rolled blunt, then holding it out to us.

"Hell nah, nigga ion want none of that. Like we said before, your breath is kicking harder than Bruce Leroy from 'The Last Dragon'. I quickly declined while throwing my hands up.

He looked over to Dalvin and Jojo.

"Yeah... NO... Halitosis ass bitch!" Dalvin said lightening up the mood again. We all began to crack up again.

"Y'all what we gon' wear, we still ain't got no fit gear for this Movie Primary," Dalvin asked.

"Dumb bitch, it's Premiere," I told him. "Idunno maybe we can find something tomorrow we can hit up the store?" I asked them all, and they shrugged their shoulder.

          We all continued to play Street fighter, smoke, eat, and drink peacefully. That was until Dalvin went into a coughing fit. I patted his back.

"You good bro?"

"Yeah, it just got a little spicy." He replied in a strained voice, and continued to cough.

"Here drink some water!" I snatched the liquor bottle out his hand and replaced it with a water bottle. He looked at me all kinds of crazy when I snatched his liquor and replaced, all while still coughing.

"Motherfucker, just drink the damn water so we can finish this round," K-i said in an irritating voice. Dalvin gulped it down quickly.

~Tia's P.O.V~

"So, what're doing for your 20th birthday," Tupac asked me.

"Nothing," I replied shrugging my shoulders, like he could see me. Tupac went back home to spend time with his family, before the Movie Premiere. Something I should be doing, but I'm still needed here at the moment.

"Nothing!? Babygirl, you're lucky as hell to be reaching the age you are, you should be celebrating your ass off! No pun intended!" That is what pawpaw calls me.

I scoffed, "Wow, you really over there trying to play me! I got booty it ain't big but it ain't flat either!"

"I know, I'm just messing around with you. You got a body like a coke bottle"

"I've heard that before but I don't know. I said I have booty, my hips ain't even that wide."

"You don't need all them of hips like them broads. You good as you are. Besides you working with a lil something- something. I mean, not that I was looking." He responded, cracking up loudly at the end.

"Okay..." I told him awkwardly.

"You ever got type of cosmetic surgery? Hollywood people can't seem to stay away from it. And plus, I never seen nobody with breast that big," he exclaimed. I've heard that all throughout middle and high school, but I used to be a big girl. I lost weigh since then, my chest are still big but not as it was in the beginning og high school.

"NO, I don't believe in that unless it's necessary. You know a type of illness. As for my breast, they were passed down to me from my mama and my dad mother." I chuckled a bit. He's getting more and more personal, but he's a cool dude.

"Okaayyyy, I fucks with that. Ion believe in that artificial body parts either. You got a BAWWDY! AGAIN, not that I was looking at you. So you all natural huh? Like Rick James said from your head down to your toenails. Most women these day can't keep those deadly chemical away from their body's. Not only that, but you got a good heart! I knew it when I was working with you." He sang then laughed at the Rick James part.

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yop!" He popped the p.

"Most directors are pretty nasty towards their actors. But you and Ernest both, were patient with us even though the people y'all worked for were rude to as hell towards y'all. Y'all still kept y'alls composure. Well, except for Ernest when we were trying to get that one scene done and motherfuckas wanted to continue talking," he explained laughing loudly at the thought.

"Thank you! And for real when he yelled at them to shut up I got scared because he's so nice and I've never seen him like that." At this point I was cracking up right along with him.

"Mmhm... Ayo, you still going to the Movie Premiere," He asked skeptically.

"Uhh, I kinda HAVE to! I literally took part in the writing. What kinda question is that?"

"Damn, okay then. You're right, it was a dumb question. I mean you are anti-social, so that would be a reason to ask. Who are you going with though?"

"Well... I was going to bring my mother but she don't want to be in the spotlight. So I guess it's just me." I shrugged once again, like he could physically see me.

"That's crazy, because I was going to take my mama too. But you know things happen. So, you cool with going with me?"

"Are you telling or asking?"

"Nahh, I'm asking you. We ain't got nobody to go with.  Might as well go together."

I thought about it for a minute then answered. We might as well go together. "Alright, I can take you up on that offer."

"A'ight, cool. Imma hit you up later on. I got some stuff to do."

"Alright, peace!" I hung up the phone.

That's the dude right there. We've been cool since New Years. There are few people I click with and. I ain't even this close to my mama, whom I've known my whole life. I love her but we aren't that close, but my stepdad and I get along pretty well. He and I are pretty close, the dad I never had.

  My stepfather came into my life and automatically took on the role of being my father. I have so much respect for him, I see eye to eye with him more than my biological mother. He also, just recently moved my mother and my brother to Atlanta which where I moved to after my first film. My brother is eight years older than I am but still living at home. I love my brother dearly, but he needs to get his life together. He's 27years old about to be 28. That's another story for another time.

"I need to take my behind to that gym. I'm tryna look good for this thing and my birthday coming up," I mumbled to myself. I put on some athletic gear and made my way to the hotel gym.

January 13, 1992

~DeVanté's P.O.V~

The guys and I were currently at an urban store, looking for something to wear for is Movie Premiere night. We should have been done with this but Dalvin pretty boy ass, want us to have on similar outfits. He picked his outfit but wants us to match him. The rest of us had to keep reminding him that it was still freezing outside so, we had to dress accordingly. We also had to book our hotels, because driving from Jersey to New York is a no. I mean New York is a lot of traffic on it's on. We need an assistant A.S.A.P because booking stuff, working, writing, recording, while trying to have a life is hard. Which reminds me that my sex life bad, very bad.

"Man... Dalvin, come on! We been here all day. I ain't ate all day and I'm hungry," Jojo exclaimed.

"Word, just come on we got what we gon' get. It's time to eat something," I agreed.

K-Ci started cracking up at Jojo, "As if your fat ass need anymore food!"

"Y'all both shut up, one brother cant go without food and the other ACTUALLY needs it," Dalvin pointed out.

"Y'all always on my boy Jojo. He ain't the only one hungry, I'm starving as well." My stomach began to growl.

Dalvin replied, "Aight, we'll just roll with these coats and wear all black underneath. Y'all can rock y'all old gear but I'M getting some new shit."

"I tell you what, why don't we just eat then come back later," made a suggestion.

"Yeah, lets do that," K-Ci agreed, while I did the same thing by nodding.

Jojo then asked, "Where we 'bout to eat at?"

"Y'all wanna go to Popeyes?" I made a suggestion.

"Hell yeah, that sounds good right about now!" K-Ci started rubbing on his stomach.

"Man, get yo skeleton body built ass on somewhere."

"Yooo, Jojo funny as hell!" Dalvin said almost rolling over.

We paid for the coats, then headed to Popeyes with our bodyguards right behind us. We were in the store for more than three hours and only left out with some coats, which aren't even all that fly. We made it to the drive thru of Popeyes in the timespan fifteen minutes.

"Can I get an small Pepsi with a bucket of chicken? What y'all want," K-Ci said into the speaker, then turned to us.

"You call me fat but finna eat a whole bucket of chicken ALONE."

"Right! Can we get two buckets of chicken, container of biscuits with EXTRA honey, some fries and-- What y'all want to drink?" Dalvin said agreeing with Jojo, while rolling down the back window.

"Gimme a Sprite." I replied to him.

"For drinks we want two Sprites and --," he turned to JoJo.

"Some Hi-C."

"-and a Hi-C," Dalvin finished the order.

"That will be $3. 95 for the first order, and some and $28.54 for the second." The person through the intercom stated.

"A'ight, thank you." K-Ci drove up to the pay window. He paid for his meal, then reached his hand back

"Y'all I got it, don't worry about it," I told JoJo and Dalvin in the back seat.

"Thanks bro," Dalvin smiled.

"No problem lil dude."

"Yeah, thank De."

January 14, 1992

~Tia's P.O.V~

We were at the after party venue, not too far from the Village Theatre, where the Premiere was being held. By we, I mean me, Mr. Ernest Dickerson, and his wife. It was two days before Premiere night, so we came to check the decorations, and finishing picking the food. You know, last minute things.

"Everything for the desserts sounds delicious. We should really have something everyone likes. A lot of people don't like raw fish. Tia, what do you think we should include" Mrs. Dickerson asked, turning away from her husband.

"Yeah, I don't like the idea sushi either," I replied shrugging one of my shoulders.

"So, what do you suggest?"

"Something good, like..."

"What about cocktail shrimp then?" Mr. Dickerson asked.

"Yeah, that sounds good, babe," Mrs. Dickerson replied.

"It does. The other foods should be hush puppies, wings, crab cakes, fruit and vegetables." I suggested to them both.

"Wings? Are you sure." Mrs. Dickerson raised and eyebrow.

Mr. Dickerson nodded his head, "Actually, I like that idea. I don't know a single person who dislikes chicken, especially wings. I think there should be different flavors of wings. Majority of the people coming are like us"

"If you like it, if y'all do." She said looking at both of us.

Mrs. Dickerson wrote it down and gave it to the chef. "Well, I guess our work here is done, I'll see you in three days kid," Mr. Dickerson said patting my back.

"Sure will," I responded.

"See you," they waved at me, then we parted ways.

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