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Age Is Just A Number Pt.1
This is for Halle, for believing in me. (: -Tyirah - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Wow, I couldn't believe it, I actually made it into UCLA. It was the school I had dreamed about going too since I was 5. I had loved everything about the school. The community here was great, everyone was so friendly, and the teachers were fabulous. Aside from the school, I loved my dorm. We always have the craziest parties, but we looked out for each other. I was lucky enough to score a nice roomate. Her name was Paris, and over the past 6 months we became best friends. We were inseperable. We both were studying to become lawyers, for her it was because she said growing up her father was in court alot. Seeing that if he didn't have a lawyer, he would have gone to jail, she wanted to do the same for other people. For me, it was because all my life, I have had people taken away from me, and knowing how it feels, I didn't anyone to have to go through the same thing. Anyways, it was a week till Christmas, and Paris promised to let me spend the holidays with her and her family.On Christmas Eve,we borded the plane, and a few hours later landed in New York. When we got off the plane, we got our bags, and picked up the rental car. Me: Par ? How come you never told me anything about your family before ? Paris: I have ! What are you talking about ? Me: You told me that you have two brothers, and a dad, and your mom isn't in your life. I dont count that. Paris: Whatever, well you're about to meet them, so shut up. Me: Hater. So we pull up to a huge house, with a gate. The guard comes out, and when he sees Paris, his mouth forms into a big smile. He said that "The Boss" hadn't told him she was coming, and she replied "Because its a surprise".They talked for alittle, and then he let us in. Driving up the long driveway, I couldn't help but think about everything I knew about Paris. She said she had an older brother, and a younger brother. She said she came from a big family, with alot of uncles. She also said that her family was very big on music. Something seemed fishy, but who am I to judge. Me and her walked out of the car, onto the porch. She rang the doorbell and looked at me. Paris: Angie, now when you meet my dad, you have to promise to stay cool. Me: (Confused) Im always cool? Paris: Okay, just checking. I dont let alot of people meet my family. Me:(Laughs) You act like your dad is some famous superstar or something. Paris: Hey, you never know! (smiles) The door slowly opened, and a really hot guy come out. He looked at Paris and immediatly hugged her. It seemed like everyone was happy to see her. Guy: Paris, Oh my god, what are you doing here? Paris: Spending Christmas with my family, and best friend? Guy:(Looks at me) Are you gonna introduce us? Paris: Oh,sorry, Prince, this is Angie, Angie, this is my older brother Prince. Me:(Smiles and holds hand out) Hey, Nice to meet you. Prince:(Shakes my hand) Same, you have a beautiful smile. Me:(Blushing) Thanks! Paris: Prince, stop hitting on my friend, and let us in. When we walked inside of the house, I was amazed. Everything was so ... beautiful. It was not how I imagened it to be. We took our shoes and jacket off, and Paris, Prince, and I sat in the living room. Prince: So, Angie, tell me about yourself. Me: Well, my real name is Angelica Dussan, but everyone calls me Angie, I have two younger sisters, and an older brother. My parents died 2 years ago in a car accident, and thats why im spending the holidays with you guys. Prince: Wow, im sorry about your parents, and im glad you're here. It isnt often Paris brings friends here,hell,im suprised she even has friends! Paris: Prince,shut up!Where's daddy ? Prince: In the office. Paris: Come Ang, remember, keep cool, no matter what. Me: Damn, I got you, just shut up and walk! Prince:(Thinking) Damn shes hot ! As we walked up the stairs, we passed many doors, and paintings and status. It was like a museum. Paris told me what each room was, and who used them. When we got to the end of the hall, there was a door slightly opened. Paris knocked on the door and someone told her to come in. She walked behind the an and tapped him on the shoulder. Man: Damnit Blanket, I said no! (turns around) Paris ?? Paris: Hi Daddy! Man:(Gets up and hugs her) What a surprise! Paris: Well 6 months is a long time for a girl to be away from her daddy! Daddy, I have someone I want you to meet. Daddy: Dont tell me you have a boyfriend, you know how i feel about... Paris:(Cuts him off) No Daddy (pulls my arm into the room) meet my friend Angie. Angie meet my dad! Me:(walks over to shake his hand) Its a pleasure.(Gets a closer look) Par? Paris:(Smiling) Yes ? Me: Do you know who this is? Paris: My dad? Me:(Thinking) Paris J..Jackson?! (Outloud) Oh my god, Your Dad is Michael Jackson. Paris: No shit sherlock. Michael: Paris! Paris: Sorry! (Looks at me and gets worried) Angie, dont, remember keep your cool...remember Me:(cuts her off)....... ( Screams really loudly).... (Downstairs) Prince: Angie has officaly met Dad. (Laughs) --------------------------------------------------------------- hope you liked it. (:
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