medicine. (august alsina) (clarencenyc) COMPLETED

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this is my first book so i really hope y'all enjoy!

i was wanting to change queen's name in this book but i guess ima keep it as her original name.

& no chris or baby cj isn't included in this book.
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Queen Naija.

Queen In The MM.

i woke up to hearing hella noises downstairs & sunlight beaming in my face. i smelt bacon too.

"damn" i said squinting my eyes a little.

first thing i did was checked my phone seeing it was 8:23 in the morning.

it was early as hell.

i still stayed with my mama and my lil brother malik until i could get on my feet.

i wasn't working anywhere at the moment, i had money saved up from when i did hair. but that wasn't me. that's not what i wanted to do.

i brushed my teeth and washed my face.

"the hell is that noise?" i said as i looked around seeing mama and malik standing there as they were looking at the tv giggling.

"your brother was showing me this silly video. you up early." she looked at me.

"y'all making all this noise, of course im up." i chuckled.

"you cook?" i asked looking over at the stove.

"duh dummy" malik said pushing my head laughing.

"nigga you better sto-"

"watch your mouth queen" ma said before crossing her arms.

i chuckled. i act just like her.

"somebody real is hard to find, somebody worth all your timeee" i sung as i walked over, jumped on the counter and grabbing me a paper plate.

i always had to jump on the counters. my little ass.

i heard laughter behind as my ma and malik stood there giggling.

i sucked my teeth getting off the counter, starting to fix my plate.

"queen need to get her ass in the studio" malik said to mama.

"i told that girl, she don't listen."

"she be in the studio with that light-skin boy 24/7" she added.

"who?" malik questioned.

"none of your business." i bit into my waffle.

she was talking about august. august alsina. i've been knowing him since he stayed in Houston. we were always good friends. i knew him before the fame. better than anyone else knew him.

"queen gotta boyfrienddd" he coo'd.

he act like a damn 3 year old!

dumbass.

i rolled my eyes, shaking my head at him.

"he hasn't offered you to record a few songs?" mama questioned.

"he hasn't heard my voice." i chuckled.

before mama could say anything, malik grabbed his shoes putting them on.

"ill see yall later, i gotta date." he before leaving the house.

"this early?" i asked laughing.

"that damn malik."

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it was about 5:00 in the afternoon, as i sat there in the studio with august.

he had his own private studio.