His mood had completely flipped by now and he acted as if his little attitude earlier had never happened.

"I remember this one time me and my mom got into an argument over a giraffe." I said. He started laughing
"What?"

"Swear to god...we were talking about money and my mom was like I'm tired of you going out shopping all the time, spending money on all these clothes. That money needs to be spent on your family. I was like shutup don't tell me what to do with my money it's my money. If I wanna go buy a damn giraffe I'll buy a damn giraffe. Ok I was tryna be a smartass. I'm being a smartass thinking that it's over right. Out of nowhere she was like you ain't gon' buy no giraffe in this house. That's when I lost it I was like uhhh I bet I do buy a damn giraffe in this house..tell me I won't buy no giraffe. I'll dial 1-800-get-a-giraffe right now have that giraffe here tomorrow. Teach that giraffe how to head butt the fuck out you. Don't tell me I won't buy a giraffe" Prince looked at me for a while with a smile until he finally busted up into laughter. Prince was sitting down at a desk in the living room and I was sitting on the desk next to his paper playing with the ends of my hair. He was writing out his setlist for tonight's show.

"You should make Little Red Corvette longer."

"And why is that" he said.

"Because it's my favorite song" I said in my Southern Belle voice.

"I like the southern girl." He laughed at me and ran his fingers through his hair.
He actually looked cute when he was working and not doing jackass type things.

"You should come onstage with me and sing it sometime." he said not looking up from the paper.

"Anytime."

"How about tonight?." he asked.

"I haven't rehearsed with you. I wouldn't even know what to do."

"We have soundcheck,you can learn then." I had considered it but then I remembered, I had to help Morris tonight.

"Oh I can't, me and Morris have plans tonight" His head snapped my way.

"What?"

"Me and Hannah meeting Morris and Jerome at the club tonight."

"For what?" He asked. Whats with him? Why does he care? I shrugged my shoulders and scrunched my face up at him. I didn't wanna answer it. He doesn't have to keep tabs on me.

"Well I hope you don't wear that." He referred to my current ensemble.

"What's wrong with this." I had on a giant black sweatshirt and some spandex and he looked up at me.

"Oh you know, everything" and with that he stood up and walked out the room all I could do was shake my head. What's his problem today with these mood changes. His rude ass. Out of nowhere the phone starts ringing.

"I got it." I yelled as I hopped off the table.

"Good for you" he yelled from the other room.

"Hello.....hey Hannah....what you doin'?....yeah I can come back...I already told you tell Michael i'm not talking to him.....i don't care if he's been calling all day i'm not ready to talk to him..we have nothing to say to each other....ok be there in like 15 minutes..ok...bye girl." I hung up the phone and went to grab my keys. "I'm about to see what Hannah wants. I'll be back in a couple of hours." I said in the door way of the room. He was sitting on the bed with with his notebook.
"Have fun." he waved me off without looking up.
I got in my car, and headed to Hannah's place. I hit a speed bump and I heard a bunch of noise in the trunk.
Hmm that's weird. I ain't put shit in the trunk. The fuck is all that noise in the got damn trunk. Naturally, I pulled over and got out the car to see what all that noise was. I popped the trunk and I saw Vanity stooped down in the in the trunk looking at me like a got damn psychopath. I see her in the got damn trunk. I see her see me see her in the got damn trunk. I just caught her in the trunk of MY car. She has to say something to justify what the fuck I'm looking at. The fuck is she doing in MY trunk. Before I could even get out a word. She gets out the trunk, looks at me, rolls her eyes and takes off as if I never saw her.
Still in shock, I got back in the car and I sat there staring into space for a while.

"What the fuck just happened." I mumbled to myself. But I also had a little bit of an attitude. We are in the same town. We basically have the same group of friends. I'm going to see her tonight. We have to address this at some point in time. No fuck that we are about to address this now. I turned around and drove straight back to Prince's house.