Post by Jasmine: the college chick on Jan 3, 2006 4:28:07 GMT -5
(You stand up and slowly walk up the stage. You give Kimora a hug and she walks off the stage leaving you up there by yourself. You look at Dreux and he nods his head. The crowd settles down and sits in their seats.)
Y/n: Umm…wow. (does a nervous laugh) I really don't know what to say. I’m still in shock right now. (takes a deep breath) Designing clothes have been one of my main goals growing up. I would take plain solid tees and cheap pants and turn them into something that nobody else had. I always wanted to be the different one in the group…the unique one. I believe that one should be able to express the way they feel through their clothes and I wanted to help people do that through Baby Phat. And I got a chance to do that because of an internship through Mrs. Simmons during my senior year in high school. I was able to show my uniqueness…my style to the world. Now when I walk down the street or drive down the rode I see females all ages wearing Baby Phat proudly. I want to thank (looks at Kimora) Kimora for giving me a chance to work with this great company. Thank you for putting up with me because I was a handful in the beginning. (Giggles a lil) Thank you. (You start clapping your hands and the crowd follows.) I want to (the crowd quiets down) I want to thank my best friend, my boyfriend, my fiancé, my husband in a month and a half, my other half, the executive producer for Brown Sugar and Def Jam Records(Dreux smiles), (you sigh and look at Dreux)my perfect guy, Dreux. You’ve put up with me for so long. Long nights at the office; not being there with you at home. Nights where when I get home from work, you would have dinner on the table. You would have the tub full of rose petals, candles lit around it with one of my favorite books waiting by the tub. (The crowd awes) Thank you for the massages because they came in handy papi. (Dreux shakes his head, put it down, lick his lips, and look back at you. You giggle a lil.) Dreux, gracias papi para todo que tu ha hecho y lo que tu hará en el futuro… (“thank you papi for everything that you have done and what you are going to do in the future…)
(After the dinner, Dreux drives yall back home. Getting out the car and walking toward the house...around 12:00 pm)
Dreux: My baby is a boss now. (Walks up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist)
Y/n: I know. (smiling your ass off) I can't believe this.
Dreux: Believe it ma. I’m proud of you. (kisses you on the neck)
Y/n: Thank you papi.
Dreux: Oh you think that was funny when you were speaking Spanish up there huh?
Y/n: I was just umm…
Dreux: Teasing me? Yes you were.
Y/n: Hey you gotta love me. (sighs) Oh shit I gotta call mi madre and tell her about all this. (Gets out of his grip and run up the stairs)
Dreux: (You can't hear him) You don't have to call…they’re here. (You open the front door and people yell ‘surprise’ in the main foyer. You jump back and start laughing. Dreux walks up the stairs and wrap his arms around your waist. You turn around and punch him)
Y/n: Why you aint tell me?
Dreux: (closes the door) Umm what did they say when you opened the door?
Y/n: Surprise.
Dreux: Exactly. (You playfully hit Dreux. He walks over to the gang while you run to your dad. He picks you up and yall hug)
Y/n: Hola daddy (Kisses him on the cheek)
Y/d: Congratulations princesa
Y/n: Gracias papa. (He put you down)
Y/n: Mommy. (Yall hug) Wait wasn’t your hair black last time.
Y/m: Yeah, but you know me. I like to change a lot.
Jason: So I guess you don't see me standing here huh?
Y/n: Shut up. I’m getting to you loser.
Jason: Butt face.
Y/n: Jerk face.
Jason: Tramp.
Y/n: Heifer
Jason: Troll
Y/n: Pendej—
Y/d: Y/n.
Y/n: (turn to me) Hmm
Y/d: Stop -- (You give your famous smile to your daddy and he shuts up) I hate you and your mother because of that smile you know.
Y/n: (smiles) I know.
Jason: (hugs you) Congrats lil mama. I’m proud of you. You’re doing it big.
Y/n: I try. I try (looks at Monique) Hey girl (hugs her)
Monique: Hey girl. You look great.
Y/n: Thanks. You too.
Y/n: I’ll be right back. (You walk over to the gang) Hey everybody.
Shad: Look at me sister…owns half of Baby Phat. (You smile and he hugs you)
Y/n: I know. I’m geeked.
Bre: You should be.
Y/n: (looks at her then Omari) Yall okay now?
Omari: Yeah.
Bre: We’ve been straight for a minute now.
Y/n: Okay. No drama. It’s my day.
Shannon: We’re so proud of you Sweet.
Y/n: Thank you.
Mariah: Now you got more time to shag with Fizz.
Dreux: (smiling and rub his hands together) That’s what Im talking about.
Sidney: No she’s is not. Because she owns half of it, she’s gonna be more busy.
Dreux: (thinks about it and then say…) NO. That is true. You gon be gone more.
Y/n: (pecks him on the lips) Don't worry D. Me and you are gonna have a lot of together time.
DeMario: Yall just gotta get married now and yall be the lil perfect couple.
Y/n: Why would you say that?
Rell: Dreux accomplished his career goal. You met you’re career goal. Yall got the house, the cars, and the famousness.
Shannon: Famousness baby.
Rell: Huh it’s a word… (Yall party until 5 in the morning and go to bed…)
~* As March leaves and April comes, you’ve been hit with everything from work to the media to the wedding. Since having 50 percent ownership of the company, during the week, you’ve been coming home later because there are plenty of problems at work coming to you; from why is this shipment not getting there to which model should be used for the show in May. By the time you got home, Dreux is either sleep or not there and when he gets home you’re sleep. On the weekends you’ve been trying to get everything situated with the wedding. Saturday April 27, 2008, you’re at home FINALLY relaxing around 2pm when the door bell rings. You get out the bed, walk down the stairs, and answer the door *~
Y/n: What are yall doing here?
M/v 1: Can we talk please Sweet?
Y/n: (looks at the male on the left) No. I thought I told you goodbye.
M/v 1: I know you did but it can't have that,
Y/n: (sighs and look at the dude on the right) Whats going on here?
M/v 2: Y/n, you and me need to talk real quick.
Y/n: But I don't—(Male 2 walks in, grab your hand, and pulls you in the kitchen) What the hell is going on here Curtis?
50: Banks hasn’t been the same since you told him goodbye.
Y/n: So that’s his fault.
50: (sighs) Look at me Sweet, haven’t you noticed that his record hasn’t come out. It was supposed to come out around the time yall had that lil argument.
Y/n: Lil argument? That nigga wanted me to leave Dreux for him. Yes it’s true that me and Banks have been through a lot of shit, but so has Dreux. Dreux has been there through thick and fucking thin. Im not finna give that up for Banks.
50: (sighs) Can you at least say see you later than goodbye?
Y/n: (sighs) I—
Y/n: Umm…wow. (does a nervous laugh) I really don't know what to say. I’m still in shock right now. (takes a deep breath) Designing clothes have been one of my main goals growing up. I would take plain solid tees and cheap pants and turn them into something that nobody else had. I always wanted to be the different one in the group…the unique one. I believe that one should be able to express the way they feel through their clothes and I wanted to help people do that through Baby Phat. And I got a chance to do that because of an internship through Mrs. Simmons during my senior year in high school. I was able to show my uniqueness…my style to the world. Now when I walk down the street or drive down the rode I see females all ages wearing Baby Phat proudly. I want to thank (looks at Kimora) Kimora for giving me a chance to work with this great company. Thank you for putting up with me because I was a handful in the beginning. (Giggles a lil) Thank you. (You start clapping your hands and the crowd follows.) I want to (the crowd quiets down) I want to thank my best friend, my boyfriend, my fiancé, my husband in a month and a half, my other half, the executive producer for Brown Sugar and Def Jam Records(Dreux smiles), (you sigh and look at Dreux)my perfect guy, Dreux. You’ve put up with me for so long. Long nights at the office; not being there with you at home. Nights where when I get home from work, you would have dinner on the table. You would have the tub full of rose petals, candles lit around it with one of my favorite books waiting by the tub. (The crowd awes) Thank you for the massages because they came in handy papi. (Dreux shakes his head, put it down, lick his lips, and look back at you. You giggle a lil.) Dreux, gracias papi para todo que tu ha hecho y lo que tu hará en el futuro… (“thank you papi for everything that you have done and what you are going to do in the future…)
(After the dinner, Dreux drives yall back home. Getting out the car and walking toward the house...around 12:00 pm)
Dreux: My baby is a boss now. (Walks up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist)
Y/n: I know. (smiling your ass off) I can't believe this.
Dreux: Believe it ma. I’m proud of you. (kisses you on the neck)
Y/n: Thank you papi.
Dreux: Oh you think that was funny when you were speaking Spanish up there huh?
Y/n: I was just umm…
Dreux: Teasing me? Yes you were.
Y/n: Hey you gotta love me. (sighs) Oh shit I gotta call mi madre and tell her about all this. (Gets out of his grip and run up the stairs)
Dreux: (You can't hear him) You don't have to call…they’re here. (You open the front door and people yell ‘surprise’ in the main foyer. You jump back and start laughing. Dreux walks up the stairs and wrap his arms around your waist. You turn around and punch him)
Y/n: Why you aint tell me?
Dreux: (closes the door) Umm what did they say when you opened the door?
Y/n: Surprise.
Dreux: Exactly. (You playfully hit Dreux. He walks over to the gang while you run to your dad. He picks you up and yall hug)
Y/n: Hola daddy (Kisses him on the cheek)
Y/d: Congratulations princesa
Y/n: Gracias papa. (He put you down)
Y/n: Mommy. (Yall hug) Wait wasn’t your hair black last time.
Y/m: Yeah, but you know me. I like to change a lot.
Jason: So I guess you don't see me standing here huh?
Y/n: Shut up. I’m getting to you loser.
Jason: Butt face.
Y/n: Jerk face.
Jason: Tramp.
Y/n: Heifer
Jason: Troll
Y/n: Pendej—
Y/d: Y/n.
Y/n: (turn to me) Hmm
Y/d: Stop -- (You give your famous smile to your daddy and he shuts up) I hate you and your mother because of that smile you know.
Y/n: (smiles) I know.
Jason: (hugs you) Congrats lil mama. I’m proud of you. You’re doing it big.
Y/n: I try. I try (looks at Monique) Hey girl (hugs her)
Monique: Hey girl. You look great.
Y/n: Thanks. You too.
Y/n: I’ll be right back. (You walk over to the gang) Hey everybody.
Shad: Look at me sister…owns half of Baby Phat. (You smile and he hugs you)
Y/n: I know. I’m geeked.
Bre: You should be.
Y/n: (looks at her then Omari) Yall okay now?
Omari: Yeah.
Bre: We’ve been straight for a minute now.
Y/n: Okay. No drama. It’s my day.
Shannon: We’re so proud of you Sweet.
Y/n: Thank you.
Mariah: Now you got more time to shag with Fizz.
Dreux: (smiling and rub his hands together) That’s what Im talking about.
Sidney: No she’s is not. Because she owns half of it, she’s gonna be more busy.
Dreux: (thinks about it and then say…) NO. That is true. You gon be gone more.
Y/n: (pecks him on the lips) Don't worry D. Me and you are gonna have a lot of together time.
DeMario: Yall just gotta get married now and yall be the lil perfect couple.
Y/n: Why would you say that?
Rell: Dreux accomplished his career goal. You met you’re career goal. Yall got the house, the cars, and the famousness.
Shannon: Famousness baby.
Rell: Huh it’s a word… (Yall party until 5 in the morning and go to bed…)
~* As March leaves and April comes, you’ve been hit with everything from work to the media to the wedding. Since having 50 percent ownership of the company, during the week, you’ve been coming home later because there are plenty of problems at work coming to you; from why is this shipment not getting there to which model should be used for the show in May. By the time you got home, Dreux is either sleep or not there and when he gets home you’re sleep. On the weekends you’ve been trying to get everything situated with the wedding. Saturday April 27, 2008, you’re at home FINALLY relaxing around 2pm when the door bell rings. You get out the bed, walk down the stairs, and answer the door *~
Y/n: What are yall doing here?
M/v 1: Can we talk please Sweet?
Y/n: (looks at the male on the left) No. I thought I told you goodbye.
M/v 1: I know you did but it can't have that,
Y/n: (sighs and look at the dude on the right) Whats going on here?
M/v 2: Y/n, you and me need to talk real quick.
Y/n: But I don't—(Male 2 walks in, grab your hand, and pulls you in the kitchen) What the hell is going on here Curtis?
50: Banks hasn’t been the same since you told him goodbye.
Y/n: So that’s his fault.
50: (sighs) Look at me Sweet, haven’t you noticed that his record hasn’t come out. It was supposed to come out around the time yall had that lil argument.
Y/n: Lil argument? That nigga wanted me to leave Dreux for him. Yes it’s true that me and Banks have been through a lot of shit, but so has Dreux. Dreux has been there through thick and fucking thin. Im not finna give that up for Banks.
50: (sighs) Can you at least say see you later than goodbye?
Y/n: (sighs) I—