Rocky Hart wasn't going to Empire to look for love, she was going for the music. She ended up meeting Hakeem Lyon, the Prince of Empire, who ended up making her thing go drip drop, drip drippity drop.
BTW, I don't own any of the characters except Ro...
"The ASAs are tomorrow, Rock!" Tiana says, smiling at me. We sat in a studio at Empire, just talking. I was supposed to be producing Jamal and Freda's song, but Mom told me to stay as far away from her as possible. Plus, Mal's little boy toy D-Major is producing now, and who am I to stand in the way of love?
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"I know! I already know what I'm gonna wear! Rhonda's had me in wardrobe all day yesterday." I say, smiling back. "Oh, I have a question for you, Ti."
"What?" She asks.
"Well, ya know, I'm getting married soon, and I was wondering if you wanted to be my maid of honor." I say. She smiles wide.
"Uh, yes! Of course I'll be your maid of honor!" She says, hugging me.
"Thanks, Ti!" I say, smiling back.
"And I can't wait for you to meet my girlfriend, Rock! She's so nice, and I think you'll like her." Ti says.
"Can't wait." My phone buzzes in my pocket and I see a notification from my calendar. "Oh crap, I gotta go. See you later?"
"Of course! I need someone to do my nappy ass hair!" Ti says.
"That's called Black Girl Magic hair, hunty." Ti laughs and I hug her again before walking out of the studio. As I'm walking, I bump into Keem and Mal.
"Dang Rock, where're you going? Almost broke my abs." Mal says, making me laugh.
"What abs?" I ask, still laughing.
"Yeah Rock, where are you going?" Keem asks.
"Brooklyn." I say, nonchalantly.
"The hell's in Brooklyn?"
"An event that I'm already extra late for, so if y'all could just scooch out the way." I say, trying to get past them.
"Wait, we wanna go." Keem says.
"We do?" Mal asks.
"Yeah, we do." I sigh.
"Fine. I honestly don't know why you have to come, but okay."
"Huh, I expected more of a fight from her." Keem says.
"Pregnancy's changed her." Mal says, and Keem nods in agreement.
"Shut up and let's go." I say, glaring at them. We get in a car and go to Brooklyn. The three of us get out of the car in front of a big and tall, nicely built house.
"So, where are we, babe?" Keem asks.
"We're at an orphanage, Keem." Mal says.
"Woah, we don't need no more kids, Rock. I already got two on the way, I don't need anymore yet." Jamal and I look at each other before looking at Keem.
"And the lesson is, keep it in ya pants." I say.
"You always talking, but don't say shit when I'm giving you-"
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