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Mariah's POV
The Studio
"You really think this is a good idea, Walter?" He adjusted his shades and propped his feet up,
"Publicity is publicity, Mimi. Whether it's good or bad. Besides, this is Janet Jackson we're talking about! Ms. Rhythm Nation!" I chuckled,
"Ms. Jackson if ya nasty." He grinned,
"See, there we go. You're gettin' with it." I smiled shyly and rolled my eyes.
"What if we don't click? I mean... she's more social than I am." He lifted his eyebrow and sat up a bit more,
"Does she intimidate you?" I scoffed,
"Her? Intimidate me?" He crossed his arms and stared at me as I sighed,
"A little... She's been in this game for years. My career is still fresh!"
"Aye, think of it like this. If y'all get along, the media-"
"No, Walt. Look, I'm not doing this just for publicity. I want to make a friend too... This shit gets lonely." He sighed and nodded,
"Alright, but if it doesn't work out that way, don't be surprised. MTV ain't putting this shit together so y'all can be friends. It's for views and money. I'm sure she knows that, so her mind might not even be on making no friends." I frowned and played with my fingers, knowing he was right.
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Janet's POV
Yokohama, Japan
"Thank you for having me!" I ran off stage with the crew as they all cheered. It was the last show of my Rhythm Nation Tour and I was ecstatic to head back to the States. I smiled and made my way back to the hotel with everyone.
"You missed a call from Terry Lewis and Jimmy Jam, Ms. Jackson." I glanced at one of my new assistants. What was her name again?
"Oh, alright. What did they want?"
"They didn't say. They wanted to speak specifically to you." I nodded and walked to my room so I could call them back. As soon as I walked in, I dialed the number to the studio and sighed,
"Yo!"
"Hey, it's me. I just got back to the room."
"How was the show?"
"Amazing. I heard I missed a call from you guys."
"Yeah, have you heard about MTV's new special?" I furrowed my eyebrows as I slid my boots off,
"No. Please explain."
"They want you and Mariah Carey in the same house together. It'll be a reality series." I rolled my eyes,
