In 1975, Kylea James, moved to the projects of Boston with her mother. She has a gift of singing and dancing, but doesn't think she has the skills. She meets five boys who she became very close friends with.
Her mother enters her in a talent show, t...
Me and Bobby was at his place, we're at the dining room table talking to Mr. Busby. Our mothers gave him a call to talk to us, I have been missing music, a second chance is a good idea.
"Appreciate you coming all this way, Mr. Busby." Bobby says.
"Bobby, Kylea, no disrespect, but what exactly are you two holding onto here? Don't you want what's best for you two? What's best for your family?" He questioned
"Of course we do." I replied.
"But, I just want to make sure you're not jerking me around on my money like last time." Bobby replied.
"And I left for a family emergency that was more important than some tour." I added.
"Okay kids, but let me be perfectly clear, we are offering you two a solo album just you two, but this is my last and final offer, because if you think I'm coming out here again, you have lost your damn mind." He told us.
Jheryl went to the door, Bobby's big brother Tommy took a seat beside Bobby.
"Better talk to your little brother and his little friend, Tommy." Jheryl said as he left. "Alright, man." Tommy said.
"What's up, why are you guys looking like that? This is what you always wanted, right?" Tommy asked Bobby.
"Yeah, it's just we got to get it right." Bobby replied.
"Yeah no shit. The man sounds like he ain't playing." Tommy comments.
"Neither are we." I said. Me and Bobby faced each other then smirked.
"Which is why we're making you our manager." Bobby said.
"Me?" Tommy asked then chuckled. "Bobby, Kylea, I can't be your manager, man. I don't know shit about the music industry."
"Come on, Tommy you're the smartest person we know." Bobby said.
"You helped me get back in school, even with the low credits I had." I said.
"That's different." He pointed to me.
"You went to college." Bobby said.
"Yeah, for journalism." Tommy replied.
"But still you knew my New Edition contract was bullshit." Bobby said.
"Negro please, everyone knew that shit." Tommy said.
"Come on man, we need someone to watch our backs, I don't trust nobody else." Bobby said.
"Guys, I got my own thing happening alright, this is your dream, not mine." Tommy said.
Please, Tommy?" I pleaded as me and Bobby gave him that innocent kid look.
He sighed. "That means you're gonna start listening to me now?" Tommy asked.
"Yeah, it'll be fun." Bobby agreed and went out of his seat and walked out of the dining room, Tommy looked confused as he faces me.
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