In the structured world of a poised and disciplined black woman, Rein prided herself on maintaining an image her mother deemed "presentable and respectable." Every aspect of her life was carefully curated to fit the mold of societal expectations unt...
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"What's been on ya mind?" Nick interrupted my train of thought.
"Nothing. What do you do? You know other than manage wild n' out?" I asked him.
"I do a lot of things like act, have my own company, I'm a voice actor, rapper, talk show host, and other things." He explained.
"Indeed, that's a lot. You don't ever get tired juggling around all those things?" I asked him.
"No. I'm good at keeping my posture and balance with all these things. Might be a little tiring, but it's nothing to make me actually tired of." He explained.
I realized why my mom paired me with him. He had so many roles he did, that it made him look good as a black role model. He worked hard for everything he got which is something my mom thought all black men should do.
"Enough about me, whats up with you?" He turned the lights on me.
"We know all about the Vice Presidents daughter role, but behind that who are you?" He asked.
"I-I don't know what you mean by that." I didn't mean to stutter but his question threw me off.
"Who are you? Without Jessie's daughter. Don't say no rein Harris. Don't even bring up your mother." He explained.
"I'm a YouTuber. I give people interviews and point out things anybody else wouldn't." I said.
"What happened with you and... what's his name" he stopped, thinking about it.
"Nba youngboy." The name clicked in his head.
"Nothing. We were always friends nothing more." I said, looking down at the plate in front of me.
"Are you sure? I can remove myself from this if y'all have something going on. I don't want to be in the middle of anything." He warned me.
"No, but thank you for offering. Let's just enjoy our date." I say, watching the waiter walk over to us.
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"Say trell, did yhu see the recent post on dashaderoom?" Ben asked me.
"Fuck I look like keepin up wit dat wack ass account?" I looked at him.
He handed me his phone. It showed a picture of rein & nick cannon together on a date.
I shook my head. "Ole guh went on fuckin sumbody already" I thought to myself.
"Aint dat yo girl?" Ben asked me.
"Nah. That ain't my bitch." I said, getting up and heading to the kitchen away from three & the others.
I balled up my fist just thinking thoroughly about the situation. She couldn't have got somebody that fast, and speaking of, that's the same nigga that was all up in her face at the bar a couple weeks ago.
They must've been talking, or at the least they must've arranged the date while Rein & I were friends. I needed to talk to rein. Me not knowing that answer would irk the fuck out me all day.
I pulled out my phone, leaning my back on the kitchen counter.
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"Fuck" I thought to myself. I came to realize that me and her aren't together, therefore why am I tripping. But I already sent the message. I put my phone down on the counter. "Yhu good trell?" Three walked in the kitchen.
"Yea." I said, looking in the refrigerator for something to eat.
