DeVante x Tupac x Ginuwine

My Prince Charming (Ginuwine)

Janaé 1999:

I watched everyone in the dancehall as they were all together dancing, drinking, having a good time as I just sat on the bleachers waiting for someone-just someone that would offer to dance with me. That's impossible when you are the easy victim to be picked on in this school. I don't even know why I went to prom in the first place, I begged my mom not to go but she kept on telling I'll never get a night like this. She even got a really nice dress for me and professionally makeup and hair artist and I didn't want to say no.

I didn't really feel like myself though because I was all covered up with makeup, pieces of curly hair extensions and this dress.....I didn't even know I a bum and boobs when I looked in the mirror.

I looked at the people entering into the dancehall, I saw the biggest jerk of all time. I call him a jerk because when he with his girl, he's so rude to me but if it's only him and he sees me, he's all nice.

'Well excuse me pretty thang' he started to say as I shifted myself from him 'Why the attitude?'

'My name is Janaé first of all' I told him 'and I ain't got no attitude'

'I know it's you, I just wanna talk to you'

'I get it, your girl ain't here so you feel better talking me when she ain't around' I said

'What?' He acted confused

'I ain't no what, you know what I'm talking about' I said

'Dang baby, where all this attitude coming from?' He started to laugh

'You don't get it?' I gave him a look

'Get what?' He asked

I didn't bother answering his question, I just got up so I could get some fresh air at least.....away from him.

'Janaé!' He called my name but I kept on walking away until he caught up and grabbed my arm

'What do you want?' I felt my body get tense

I hate this, when I feel myself getting angry, I know imma start crying and I look weak if I do that.

'I broke up with Sherry' he said

'That's the bullshit you grabbed me for?' I said 'do I look like I care?'

'Why are you so angry?' He raised his hands

'Why I'm angry?' I asked as if it was a trick question 'you obviously don't know what goes on in school, you bully me, your girl bullies me, your friends bully me and you got everyone laughing....you know how fucking embarrassing that is?.....no you don't know because you've never been in my position.' I stressed out

'You wanna come over to me when no one is around you and chose to be Mr nice to me, you know how much of an idiot I like being with you knowing damn well minutes after you and your friends gonna make my life a living hell' I said 'come into this school dressed like this and half the niggas in there think I'm brand new. Is this how I gotta appear to school everyday to avoid myself from getting bullied? I have to put piles of makeup on my face to hide my identity, to dress different, to wear hairstyles I don't even feel comfortable in.'

'I didn't know you felt that way' he said

'Well hell you can't because you don't feel the pain, your self esteem ain't lowered, you don't ever have to think that why people do this and that to you, you don't ever feel as if you wanna die, you don't feel nothing I feel'

'Woah' he looked as he realised what shit he was doing

'Yeah, you better be a speechless motherfucker' I started to cry between my words

'Damn, I ain't do it again' he said

'How would I ever know, you actions are all fake to me, I don't even wanna see your face now' I started to wipe my tears, being careful not mess my makeup

'You don't mean that?' He asked

'I meant the other things I said to you, right?'

He seemed hurt by my last comment, like he was just standing there as if he wanted to do something but he couldn't. I don't know why I didn't move either, I was too busy analysing what his next move could possibly be.

He looked at me one last time before he magical crashed his lips onto mine. I never really kissed a boy before so this was something new. I didn't want it to be him as well so that was a bummer. My eyes were wide open as I didn't know what to do next but I kissed him back after that.

'What was that for?' I asked

'I'm sorry' he apologised

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