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nicki hi at the alarm clock turning over in the bed. she pulled the covers back over her head and fixed at her pillows.
"nope! nope! nope! get yo ass up."
"come on safaree she whined.
"nope get up!"
"we don’t even have anything to do today."
"wrong!"
"what do we have to do?"
"i have nothing you have a video."
"what video-- oh .... im sure luda will be fine in that video all on his own." she said pulling back up her covers.
"well that’s fine its your career not mine. going to McDonalds you want something?"
"a mcgridle meal with an orange juice ill be ready when you get back."
"ok nick even though i know that not true."
"whatever safaree!"
nicki rolled out of the bed and walked into the bathroom she turned on the shower and then returned back to the bed. picking up her phone she checked her text messages.
morning beautiful lady i know you have a video shoot but you been heavy on my mind so i hope to run into you at least once today~ drake
nicki smiled and stroked down her hair.
your cute good morning sweetheart and what if you come have lunch with me on set. ~nicki
if time allows i will. studio session with Wayne ~drake
well i guess i could stop through if i finish first. ~nicki
sounds like a plan beautiful xoxo~drake
see you soon?~nicki
I hope so ~drake.
nicki then continued to the bathroom to shower she turned on her i tunes and danced and showered she scrubbed to the music watching the suds fall to the shower floor. she finished washing and got out once once the bathroom was nice and steamy to the point where she couldn’t see. safaree sat on the bed eating his McDonalds watching the TV. nicki wrapped her self in her towel and opened the door to safaree stuffing his face.
"told you."
"told me what?"
"told you that you wouldn’t be ready."
"I’m almost ready and where is my food doof."
"in the bag where else and why do you take showers like that?" he said looking at the huge cloud of smoke.
"like what?" she said looking confused.
"that.: he said pointing at the huge cloud.
"it doesn’t start out that way."
“don’t you like burn you skin?"
"no safaree."
"well just trying to understand how you can stand so much heat."
"yeah ok nick."
nicki stood in her closet opening drawers. she pulled out her bra and laced boy shorts that matched and lay the on the bed.
safarees eyes got big but he sat in silence as he watched her search for something to wear. she settled for some jeans and a graphic tee that read im not a bitch you just a pussy.
"really nicki?" he said looking at the shirt.
"what?"
"that shirt."
"the barbs got it for me."
"im sure they did." he said watching the TV.
"safaree do you know how long this shoot is suppose to be?" she said with her back turned to safaree slipping into her boy shorts.
safaree glanced up and began to choke on his has brown.
"oh my god safaree are you ok?"
"mmhmm im good nicki." he said getting up headed for the door. "ima be out here while you finish getting dresses. and no i don’t know how long it will be."
"ok " nicki said confused.
nicki walked to the front of the condo and grabbed for the McDonalds bag. safaree sat in the chair staring off.
"safaree im ready lets go ."
safaree still sat in the chair blinking looking at the wall.
"hello! safaree i said im ready we can go."
"huh oh umm ok lets go then ." he said standing pulling at his jeans.
"what’s wrong with you. you look like you seen a ghost."
"huh?"
"nothing safaree the door?" she said pointing at the door. "what’s wrong with you today?"
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"ok nicki ready on set." the director said.
"yeah im ready."
the music began t play in her last set and she began to liven up. she was bored and ready to go see drake.
"ok its a wrap."
"really where done?"
"yeah we done baby thank you so much for agreeing to work with me."
"your welcome no problem i had fun."
"im glad but when can we go on that date."
"umm what date i know luda aint trying to mack." nicki said smiling walking to her dressing room.
"no he just trying to show some southern hospitality to a pretty lady."
“well this pretty lady is pretty much taken.”
she said smiling showing her dimples.
"oh snap she hit me with the smile worth a million bucks and the dimples. sb can you catch my heart its leaving out the door with her."
safaree stood looking at his blackberry ignoring what was just said nicki turned to leave out the door.
so we on for tonight?" he yelled as she turned the corner.
"never!" she said popping back around the corner. "im sorta taken."
"sorta isn’t official.”
"but its a sorta!" nicki said running to catch up with safaree.
she caught up with safaree and began to slow down.
"what’s up wit you today?"
"what do you mean? nothing."
"since when do you ever leave me?"
"i thought you was still walking on the side of me. i didn’t notice you walked buck.:
"whatever safaree you got my clothes?"
"yeah they in the bag."
"give them here im gonna charge in the care."
"nicki please don’t."
"boy stop acting brand new. you never had a problem with it before."
"whatever nicki can you just do it in the back."
"pauz nicca!"
"yeah yeah and awl'at."
safaree pulled off looking straight ahead. making his way to Wayne studios.
"safaree you like this shirt or the other one?"
"why does it matter nicki nine times out of ten it will be dark in there so he wont notice."
"who’s to say we wont go out safaree?"
"well the other one then nick."
"thanks faree!" she leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek."
"yeah no problem." he said pulling into the parking lot.
"drake what the fuck is going on man you aint never took this long to record a song. why you rushing it just let it flow."
"what you talking about man im not rushing it."
“you know what you aint serious you can leave."
“naw man i wanna work."
"well quit fucking around and lets work then.” he said turning his attention to you newly opened studio door. "what you doin here nic?"
"nothing bored snooping."
"i forgot you good for that i hope you working on that album."
"you know i am i got some stuff now just need the right time to new in the booth." she said pointing at the booth
"now is fine drake don’t wanna work."
"oop."
"we recording or what man?"
“yeah go ahead and do that beat 40."
"sorry drake." nicki said showing her dimples.
the beat dropped and drake began to spit the whole game changed now that nicki was in the room wyane sat and was shocked as his whole flow changed.
"yeah wrong way down the one way women don’t get saved round me even on a Sunday
damn where i get it from these niggas always wonder who then they meet my pop and tell him drake is a younger you and shawty wanna party so don’t let yo girl up out the house or there’ll be shots on tmz of me giving her mouth-to-mouth now she famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her."
"where has that been?" Wayne said to forty. "i wanna know where the fuck all this energy came from?"
nicki smiled and looked down at her phone. and then back up at Wayne. drake finished his verse and left the booth. he stood against the wall and listened to the verse recorded.
"is that a wrap?"
its a wrap . why you got someplace to be."
"i would hope so." he said looking around.
"what kind of bullshit answer is that?"
"yeah what kind of bull shit answer is that?" safaree asked.
"i mean i have things to do."
"mmhmm next time we get it right the first time clear your mind before you enter the booth."
"yeah man next time."
"ok we out."
nope it aint long but ask me if i care..... *waits...* nope i don’t care :)) hahaha happy reading bew bew and commet please :)! or not.. you know because .. yeah.. whatever..... bye off to post for the other people.. oh and i do have another dricki chapter written but weather or not i post depends on the comments on here..
