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Brooklyn

"Yes daddy I know," I whined drinking from my Caramel Macchiato that I purchased from the crowded Starbucks. "Princess I'm only making sure you're doing what your supposed to be doing, which is receive your degree." He voiced, and I rolled my eyes. "Daddy I know I'm passing all of my classes with A's besides I meet with study groups on Wednesdays. I know what I'm doing daddy." I reassured him, pulling out the biochemistry study guide. I sat in the warm coffee shop, my feet planted in the chair across the table and my pink MacBook Air sitting in front of me.

My daddy sighed, and I could picture him scratching his bald head as he furrowed his thick eyebrows. "Are you preparing for your MCAT-exams?" I nodded even though he couldn't see me. "Yes daddy, I'm actually trying to study for finals so can I call you back?" I questioned before grabbing my pink highlighter and marking the question I couldn't seem to figure out. "Alright Princess, I love you" his Jamaican accent always warmed my heart when we spoke on the phone. "Love you to daddy."

It's been a week since I shared my story with Kiana and as a result I have been burying myself with school. I can admit I have been avoiding everyone, yes even August, but that was because finals are coming up and my med school admission test is just around the corner. I promise to make it a mission to apologize, but until then they just have to suck it up.

I sighed I'm 20 years old with basically no social life, but I'd rather have a few friends and achieve my dreams than turning up every weekend and doing something I don't have a passion for. Don't get me wrong I love the business that i started, even though I don't necessarily wear weave but i'd rather be working towards my passion. 'Glamhairous Extensions' is my baby, and even when i achieve my Doctorate Degree in Medicine i'll still have my other business on the side. My parents always taught me to be independent and never depend on any man, thats something that stuck with me as a child and even now as an adult. My phone vibrated on the side of me interrupted me from my thoughts, causing me to drop the pencil and pick up the phone. Looking at the screen I seen it was my mommy and I smiled, I missed her.

"Mommy!" She chuckled softly before she greeted me. "Hi baby, how are you?" My mommy asked me and I just knew she had a wide smile on her face, sort of like the one that matched mine. "I'm good, I just spoke to daddy and he said you guys just got back from Jamaica." I pouted, I wanted to go. "Yeah it was a vacation well needed. So how's school baby?" I got comfortable in the booth along the wall and brought the chair closer to me with my foot so my legs rested comfortably. "Stressful, you know how I get when finals come around," I chuckled dryly pushing the curly strands out of my face. Mommy sighed, "I know baby, but aren't you glad daddy and I put you into those advanced classes at a 15?" I smiled "yeah, even though I was the only high school freshman in AP senior classes."

Growing up aside from my from the fucked up relationship I was in, I knew what I wanted to be at the age of 6. Most kids my age were worrying about what Barbie doll to play with while I was busy playing 'doctor' with my favorite uncle. He would take me to work with him everyday and I would watch him make people better. He started me off with the basics, like learning the bones in our body, by the time I was in the 5th grade I could name every bone that was known to man.

School just came easy to me and it still does, especially when it comes to all of my science classes. I chuckled, I've always been a science nerd, a cute one though. When my parents figured that I had a passion for helping people, they put me in the best private school in Miami. I was taking college courses in my 11th grade year, as a result, I graduated early.

Now, I am in my third year of college obtaining my bachelors degree in Pre-Med.

My moms soft voice interrupted me from my thoughts, "I know baby but now look at you preparing to receive your bachelors degree and MCAT exams. I'm so proud of my babies," She cooed into the phone, and I knew it would only be a matter of time before she began the water works.

"I know mom, but listen I'm going to finish studying and talk to you soon ok?" She agreed, before we both hung up the phone. Sitting the phone aside I went back to my work. I swear running a business, focusing on school, and trying to brand my company is hard, but somebody has to do it and I rather it be me.

August

  I finally had a day off, and decided to chill in the hotel room until it was time to leave later on tonight. Blowing the smoke out in circles, my mind drifted off to Brooklyn. I ain't spoke to her in about a week, with me being busy touring and promoting and her studying for her finals, talking to each other just wasn't in our schedule.

I'on know what it is about Brooklyn Giselle Castillo, but I cant seem to stop wanting to be around her and hearing her soft ass voice. At first, when I seen Brook at the club I had every intention on taking her back to the room and fucking the shit out of her, but the minute she started to speak I knew she wasn't that type of girl.

She was and is everything a man could want in a woman. A banging body, that she keep tight, a good head on her shoulders; she smart as shit, she got her own, baby girl is a true hustler. I remembered how she told me her dad only pays for her school but now thats she's on scholarship he pays for nothing. She explained to me how her dad gave her 500 dollars and told her to figure it out, when she asked what was it for. She didn't do what these basic ass females a do and shop, Brook flipped that money and turned that 500 into 500,000.

She said she invested in some hair vendor and soon started her own company. I admired her hustle, asking her why she just wont live off of that and she responded by saying thats not her passion. Its a lot more to Brooklyn that meets the eye, even though she hides it well I can tell Brooklyn had a fucked up past, but I never asked her about it.

Brook reminds me of myself in certain ways, aside from the money she grew up with she still had her struggles, surviving them all. I licked my lips taking a long pull of the weed as my phone rung. Glancing at it, I smirked picking it up.

"Yo" I greeted, causing her to suck her teeth "I'm gone call back and we gone try again ok?" I chuckled hearing the phone beep. A minute later my phone rung and I answered "What up baby?" I purposely emphasized my southern accent on the word 'baby' knowing how she felt about it. "Thats better, anyway whatchu' doing?" "Shit, smoking," I could picture her rolling her eyes and I chuckled. "Its your life so whatever, how was your day?" I heard her smacking on something, and I shook my head, forever eating.

"It was cool I had a day off so im just chilling right now, you get yo studying done?" She grumbled something before responding "yes daddy" I smirked standing from my position and walking over to the balcony. "As long as ya know" "boy bye, guess what?" I smiled at her excitement "what?" "I just got an email from Show Magazine and they want me to do a photo shoot with them!" Her excitement made me chuckle before I congratulated her, "thats whats up babe" I could picture her smiling and blushing. "Thanks Anthony, anyway the shoot is in LA so it works out." She continued to tell me about the shoot until she asked me a question. "Anthony?" Her soft voice whispered into the phone.

My eyes were closed as I found myself falling asleep. "Yeah," "Have you ever been in love?" My eyes shot open, and I furrowed my eyebrows together. "Nah, shit ain't fa me" "oh, why?" I wondered where all these question were coming from. "I'on know, where all these questions coming from?" I asked her. "I just wanted to know and no I'm not in love with you or anything remotely close to it I just wanted to know." I wont lie the way she said it had me feeling a certain way but Brooklyn was only speaking the truth even if it sounded harsh. "A'ight damn I'm just asking." She giggled in a cute way "you asked, soo what we gone do when I get to Cali?" I licked my lips at all the possibilities.

"And it bet not involve any type of sex, cause I will turn you down," I scrunched up my face and smacked my lips "Damn, I guess I got to figure some shit out then," "August Anthony Alsina I will hurt you!" She yelled, and I laughed loudly, she had a little accent so it only made it funnier "chill GiGi i'm fucking with you" "nigga you always fucking with me, you wont be satisfied until I beat that ass," my face went blank, shortly followed by tears flowing out my eyes from laughing so hard. "GiGi you ain't 'bout dat life ma" "alright bet, as soon as I see you nigga its on site."

"Alright baby thug life, if you say so." "As long as you know, but im sleepy so sing me to sleep." After standing in front of the balcony window for so long, I decided to lay down. "Whatchu' want me ta sing?"

She yawned "my favorite song" I chuckled before clearing my throat "alright but you have to say it," she whined in disapproval "Auggie pumpkin no" I straight faced her, even though she couldn't see me " dead that whack shit, and say it before I hang up." She giggled "ok, I'm your number one fan and I been team Alsina since I first saw you on youtube in 2007 singing my favorite song Hypothetically, now sing to me." I chuckled remembering she slipped that out when I told her how I was discovered,

I thought it was sexy that she was a fan, when I met her I didn't know that, nor could I tell. Clearing my throat I sung her favorite song.

"Oh, what would it take to make you happy? Don’t hesitate to let me know Tell me what are you looking for exactly? Open up your mouth and let a nigga know Baby won’t you tell me, please What I can do to make you smile again Just say the word and baby I will do Whatever that takes for me to brighten your day So baby what do you say?

She told me what she want ain’t hard to understand She on that paper chase, she need them rubber bands Now I’m like damn girl you should have said so What you think I’m stacking these 1’s for? Get your ass on this dance floor, and watch me make this cash flow cause

Bands will make her dance, bands will make her dance All these chicks popping pussy, I’m just popping bands Bands will make her dance, bands will make her dance These chicks clapping and they ain’t using hands

If all that it takes, it’s bands and some cake Then go and take your clothes off, don’t need to make me wait Girl I can keep you dancing all night if you like Cause you be working hard, doing everything I like That’s why I’m gonna get you right, girl I’m, I’m gonna get you right Cause your body look so nice And you be telling me, tonight I’m gonna dance for you Baby what can I do for you?"