Chapter Five

Lets start at the beginning.......

Angela
I had just moved to LA from San Francisco. Starting a new life so to speak. My girl Lemetrius AKA Meechie had come out a few months earlier to find us an apartment. It was hard leaving my parents but I was glad to get out, too many bad memories haunting me in Frisco.
I hadn't even had time to unpack when Meech told me we were going out to celebrate my freedom. We went to this popular club in Hollywood. I had a ball.
"I haven't danced like this in a long time," I told Meech.
Dance was my first love. I love all kinds of dance and I was good at it too. I could just look at a routine and learn it. I danced nonstop since we got here so I was taking a break.
"Do you want a drink?" Meech asked me.
"No but I'll go with you to get yours."
While we were at the bar the DJ put on "I can't hear the music" by Brutha. We looked at each other. This was our shxt.
"Girl I gotta do it," I told her.
She made everybody make room for me. I had learned the whole routine by watching their videio and other taped performances.
I heard people asking, "Was she in the video."
"Naw she just got skills," Meech told them.
I was in the zone, lip syncing and moving like I was on stage.

Anthony
Me and my brothers were chillin in VIP when I heard the DJ play our single. We went crazy. I couldn't believe this was finally happening for us. I rapped along with Fabulous and sipped my drink. Then I noticed a crowd forming on the dance floor. I stood on the chair to get a better look at what was going on.
"You gotta be shxttin me."
I saw a girl doing our moves and she was good. I told Grady to come with me so I could get a closer look.

Angela
The crowd began to scream and I continued to move. I raised my arm and put my hand over my chest and did the heartbeat move. I had no idea Anthony and Grady had walked up until I heard a girl scream, "I love you Anthony!"
I looked back.
"Keep going," he said then joined me.
We danced together for the rest of the song.
"You're good," he told me after the dance.
"Thanks," I said blushing.
"I can't believe you learned the whole routine."
"It was a good routine."
"Oh my gosh Anthony I just love you. I'm your biggest fan. Can I have your autograph," a girl asked.
"So what's your name," he asked me after he gave her the autograph.
"You can just call my Miss A," I said showing him the gold A chain my parents got me on my 16th birthday.
Meech bumped me.
"Her name is Angela."
"Angela," he repeated, "that's pretty."
"Thank you."
I noticed the crowd of girls lining up behind them trying to get their attention.
"Ant we better get back," Grady said.
"Do you think I could get your number and call you some time?"
"I don't think so. How about you give me yours."
The crowd started to demand their attention. Grady had to pull Anthony away before they got swarmed by their fans.
"Why were you so mean to him," Meech asked me.
"Girl please I am not trying it be nobody's groupie. He is cute but Papa's my baby."
"Okayyy," Meech agreed as we slapped hands and laughed.
"You were so good out there girl. I don't know why you stopped dancing. You would've been big now Ang."
"Reggie."
"Huh?"
"Reggie is why I stopped dancing."
"Oh yeah."
She put her arm around me.
"I'm glad you're out here.
"Me too."
We danced some more then a guy came up to me.
"Is your name Angela?"
"Yes."
"Anthony told me to give this to you."
I looked down at the piece of paper. It was his phone number.