B2K story chapter 1
Ok so things don't normally do my way. I mean why would they? I'm just a small nobody who just follows around in the footsteps of my cousin. My cousin Jennifer Freeman. I live with her now since my parents died 3 years ago, and I have to tell you it's no pleasure. I could tell that all her family hates me. They don't treat me with any respect and I'm always cleaning the house or, getting in trouble for no reason at all.
Her mom made me Jennifer's assistant that's why I literally follow in her footsteps. I have to do everything for her. Clean up after her, schedule her appointments and let her know when she has to be somewhere.
But of course by now I'm used to it. Being by her side has made me meet a lot of celebrities and they all see her treat me like dirt. That's why they all think she's a witch. They wish she would stop, I wish she would stop. But the one thing I wish more than anything is that, I had courage. Courage to stand up to any one and anything. But I don't. And that's why my name suits me so well, Shyann.
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Right now I'm watching as Jennifer films a part for, B2k's 'You got served.' I'm watching the 'romantic scene' and so far it looks interesting enough. It Makes me want to see the movie, and see how my cousin would be if she wasn't her normal witchy self.
Then the bell goes off indicating that the camera's stopped rolling. "Take a lunch brake everyone." The director says as the actors and actresses walk off the set to the lounge where I've been sitting.
I notice that the main stars sit down, (Marques Houston and B2k) along with my snotty cousin, and Steve Harvey.
"Where's my drink?" Jennifer greets me by snapping in front of my face because I've been staring off into dreamland.
"Behind you." I reply timidly. "Uhh, well?" she asked holding her hand out. I sighed and got up, got the drink and put it into her hand. She took a sip and then spilled it on the marble floor. "I don't want this! It's cold! Get me a new one and clean that up!" she ordered.
"I'm going." I told her getting some paper towels and wetting them with water. I began to clean up the mess when she stepped in front of me. I looked up at her still on the floor. "I need to use the bathroom." She said. I nodded and went back to cleaning the mess. "Hello!" she yelled at me.
"Oh!" I thought getting up going to her bag pulling out a tampon, handing it to her. God knows why she would want to let the whole world know, I sure wouldn't. "I don't know what's your problem today but you better shape up." She said leaving.
I just shook my head and continued cleaning. My cheeks started to go red as I felt the eyes of the celebrates look at me.
"Does she always treat you like that?" came the voice of Raz-B. I just nodded not looking up and continuing to clean up the spilt hot chocolate on the floor. That's when Marques got a couple paper towels and began to help me with the mess.
"Oh, you don't have to." "It's ok I want to." He said. And in no time the mess was cleared. "Thank you." I said sitting back down on the sofa. "No problem." He said.
"Aren't you her personal assistant?" J-boog asked. I nodded fiddling with my fingers. "Oh I knew we've seen you before." Fizz said. "Not to prod in or anything but, how much does she pay you?" Marques asked. "I would hope it's a lot considering what she makes you do." Steve Harvey said.
"Nothing." I said. " Nothing!" they all asked in shock. I solemnly shook my head. "Just a roof over my head and bread on the table." I replied. "How old are you?" boog asked. "I just turned 16 three months ago." I said. "Do your parents know?" Steve asked. I just lowered my head trying not to let them see my pain. "Oh I'm sorry." He apologized.
"No it's ok. I live with Jennifer now she's my cousin. And my Aunt does know. She's pretty much the same so there's nothing to complain about." I said. "Still that's no reason for anyone to treat their own cousin like that.
"What do you say, me and the boys take you out to lunch?" Omorion said. I looked back at the bathroom door. "I don't know Jennifer might.." "What's the worst thing she could do?" I thought about that for a moment. "Yell at me." I said. "We'll make sure she doesn't." boog said in reassurance. I looked at the bathroom door one more time before accepting. "Ok, sure." I said.
"Cool but before we go, what's your name?" Marques asked. "Shyann." I replied grateful about my new friends.
Review and tell me what you think!!!! I don't know if I'm supposed to do this but I do it on Fanfiction.net, but I don't own B2k, Jennifer Freeman or Steve Harvey, or any of these characters I use. Except for Shyann. This is my first fic, on Fiction press so please be nice!!
Ok so things don't normally do my way. I mean why would they? I'm just a small nobody who just follows around in the footsteps of my cousin. My cousin Jennifer Freeman. I live with her now since my parents died 3 years ago, and I have to tell you it's no pleasure. I could tell that all her family hates me. They don't treat me with any respect and I'm always cleaning the house or, getting in trouble for no reason at all.
Her mom made me Jennifer's assistant that's why I literally follow in her footsteps. I have to do everything for her. Clean up after her, schedule her appointments and let her know when she has to be somewhere.
But of course by now I'm used to it. Being by her side has made me meet a lot of celebrities and they all see her treat me like dirt. That's why they all think she's a witch. They wish she would stop, I wish she would stop. But the one thing I wish more than anything is that, I had courage. Courage to stand up to any one and anything. But I don't. And that's why my name suits me so well, Shyann.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Right now I'm watching as Jennifer films a part for, B2k's 'You got served.' I'm watching the 'romantic scene' and so far it looks interesting enough. It Makes me want to see the movie, and see how my cousin would be if she wasn't her normal witchy self.
Then the bell goes off indicating that the camera's stopped rolling. "Take a lunch brake everyone." The director says as the actors and actresses walk off the set to the lounge where I've been sitting.
I notice that the main stars sit down, (Marques Houston and B2k) along with my snotty cousin, and Steve Harvey.
"Where's my drink?" Jennifer greets me by snapping in front of my face because I've been staring off into dreamland.
"Behind you." I reply timidly. "Uhh, well?" she asked holding her hand out. I sighed and got up, got the drink and put it into her hand. She took a sip and then spilled it on the marble floor. "I don't want this! It's cold! Get me a new one and clean that up!" she ordered.
"I'm going." I told her getting some paper towels and wetting them with water. I began to clean up the mess when she stepped in front of me. I looked up at her still on the floor. "I need to use the bathroom." She said. I nodded and went back to cleaning the mess. "Hello!" she yelled at me.
"Oh!" I thought getting up going to her bag pulling out a tampon, handing it to her. God knows why she would want to let the whole world know, I sure wouldn't. "I don't know what's your problem today but you better shape up." She said leaving.
I just shook my head and continued cleaning. My cheeks started to go red as I felt the eyes of the celebrates look at me.
"Does she always treat you like that?" came the voice of Raz-B. I just nodded not looking up and continuing to clean up the spilt hot chocolate on the floor. That's when Marques got a couple paper towels and began to help me with the mess.
"Oh, you don't have to." "It's ok I want to." He said. And in no time the mess was cleared. "Thank you." I said sitting back down on the sofa. "No problem." He said.
"Aren't you her personal assistant?" J-boog asked. I nodded fiddling with my fingers. "Oh I knew we've seen you before." Fizz said. "Not to prod in or anything but, how much does she pay you?" Marques asked. "I would hope it's a lot considering what she makes you do." Steve Harvey said.
"Nothing." I said. " Nothing!" they all asked in shock. I solemnly shook my head. "Just a roof over my head and bread on the table." I replied. "How old are you?" boog asked. "I just turned 16 three months ago." I said. "Do your parents know?" Steve asked. I just lowered my head trying not to let them see my pain. "Oh I'm sorry." He apologized.
"No it's ok. I live with Jennifer now she's my cousin. And my Aunt does know. She's pretty much the same so there's nothing to complain about." I said. "Still that's no reason for anyone to treat their own cousin like that.
"What do you say, me and the boys take you out to lunch?" Omorion said. I looked back at the bathroom door. "I don't know Jennifer might.." "What's the worst thing she could do?" I thought about that for a moment. "Yell at me." I said. "We'll make sure she doesn't." boog said in reassurance. I looked at the bathroom door one more time before accepting. "Ok, sure." I said.
"Cool but before we go, what's your name?" Marques asked. "Shyann." I replied grateful about my new friends.
Review and tell me what you think!!!! I don't know if I'm supposed to do this but I do it on Fanfiction.net, but I don't own B2k, Jennifer Freeman or Steve Harvey, or any of these characters I use. Except for Shyann. This is my first fic, on Fiction press so please be nice!!