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CALABASAS, CALIFORNIA
2025
JAZMYNE'S SLEEP WAS interrupted by her phone violently vibrating by her ear. She moaned and opened her phone, finding several missed calls and texts from her best friend, Ameena.
Jazmyne was still half asleep, and her vision was slightly blurry, but it was just because she's blind as fuck. She opened the iMessages app and went to Ameena's contact.
12 missed calls
5:08 AM: jazzy you up?
6:35 AM: don't forget to pick your outfit for the concert
6:47 AM: yoo i'm lowk so hyped for ts
7:12 AM: wake tf uppp
7:12 AM: i hope it's some fine ass mfs there
Jazmyne groaned to herself. "Why does she have so much energy at this hour?" She grumbled to herself while massaging her head. "Oh good, you're awake," she heard a male voice say next to her.
The abrupt voice caused her to jump slightly. Jazmyne looked next to her and saw no one but her ex, Alex. "Bro, what the hell?" She yelled loudly, leaping out of bed.
"Why the fuck are you in my bed—no, why are you in my house?" She asked him, raising her voice slightly. He chuckled as he shook his head.
"Last night you texted me and told me to come over, remember?" He said with a little smirk. Jazmyne batted her eyelashes, clearly bewildered. "Uh...no?"
Alex smiled at her, revealing all of his pearly whites. "You were drunk; I just wanted to make sure you were okay." Jazmyne sighed and ran her fingers through her hair, noting how disorganized and out of place her braids were. Her eyes became wider.
"Did we...you know, fuck?" She questioned him with concern in her voice. Alex's smile faded.
"Of course not, I would never take advantage of you like that."
Jazmyne sighed with relief. There was an unpleasant silence in the room; the two had not spoken since their breakup two weeks ago. Alex broke the uneasy silence by wandering around the room. "Um, I should get going."
Jazmyne nodded and waved uncomfortably as he walked out of her room and front door. She secured the door and returned to her room to call Ameena. She tapped FaceTime and waited for her to respond.
Ameena answered and started screaming into the microphone. "Bitch, I've been texting and calling you all morning. What were you doing?"
Jazmyne smacks her teeth. "Sleeping, hoe. The fuck you mean?" Ameena cackled loudly into the microphone, prompting Jazmyne to laugh uncontrollably. Jazmyne exclaimed and began to describe how Alex was in her bed this morning.
"Girl, I don't care about Alex; I'm ready for this motherfucking concert," Ameena shouted loudly and began cheering. Jazmyne chuckled and rolled her eyes playfully.
"You press as shit. I thought we were only going because Ameera needed adult supervision, but your ass is more hyped than she is," says Jazmyne with a grin.
Ameena ignored her comment. "What are you wearing to the concert, though?" Jazmyne shrugged her shoulders. "Whatever I can find in my closet that's clean."
"Wear some low-rise jeans to match with me," Ameena requested of her, biting her nails. Jazmyne nodded and got out of bed to make something to eat.
"Kay kay, I'll see you in about 30 minutes," Ameena responded, hanging up. They made a plan for Ameena to come to Jazmyne's house so they could get ready together.
TIME SKIP
Jazmyne and Ameena were in Jazmyne's room, throwing ass on each other with Gimme My Gots playing in the background, at their big ass ages.
They laughed together before sitting down. "Ugh, I need some Chipotle in my system," Ameena murmured, falling backward into the bed. "
"Let's go to the mall; you can grab some Chipotle, and I need a new lingerie set," Jazmyne said, sitting up. Ameena raised her eyebrows in skepticism.
Jazmyne noticed her expression and laughed. "God forbid a girl wants to look sexy for herself." The two friends laughed hysterically and slapped their knees.
"You're driving," Ameena said, slipping on some pink Crocs. Jazmyne rolled her eyes and picked up her keys. She slapped Ameena's ass as they walked out. Ameena turned and pushed her gently. "Here you go with that gay shit," she joked, smirking.
"Says the raging lesbian," Jazmyne blurted out, furrowing her brows. Ameena flipped her off, jokingly, and walked out the door, Jazmyne following behind her joyously.
When they got to the mall, they split up. Jazmyne went to Victoria's Secret, and Ameena went to Chipotle.
Jazmyne wandered through the store she adored so much. It may sound strange, but she found comfort in shopping at Victoria's Secret. She shopped around for the ideal thong to go with her jeans, because what's the point of wearing low-rise if your underwear isn't showing, right? Don't judge; she loves to be sexy.
Jazmyne smiled as she discovered a perfect red lace V-string thong. She grabbed one for herself and one for Ameena. She enjoyed tricking on her bestie; it was her expertise. On her way to the checkout, she decided to trick on herself a little more.
That's Jazmyne; she'll go to the store for one item and leave with five. She went over to the perfumes and selected the Dream Angel perfume. After checking out, she went to the food court to find Ameena.
She saw Ameena sitting at a table and joined her, setting down the VS bags next to her. "I got us matching thongs," Jazmyne said to Ameena in a playful sing-song tone, stretching out the "s" at the end. Ameena laughed and handed Jazmyne a Chipotle bag.
Jazmyne beamed, showing off her 32 teeth. The two of them always tricked on each other and never saw an issue with it. If a nigga can't do it, they will. And if they can't prank each other, they'll just trade favors. Jazmyne is a hair stylist, while Ameena does nails, so you get the picture.
They enjoyed their food and chatted away. Once they were done, it was already 2 o'clock, so they had to rush back to Jazmyne's apartment.
Once they arrived, Jazmyne started getting ready for her shower while Ameena was on the phone with one of her girlfriends. She laid out her outfit on the bed and stripped down, yes, right in front of Ameena. "Damn, Daddy," Ameena teased, biting her lip and eyeing Jazmyne from head to toe.
"Who the hell are you talking to?" the girl on FaceTime with Ameena chimed in, clearly upset. Jazmyne burst out laughing, grabbed her towel and speaker, and headed to the bathroom.
She turned on the shower and connected her phone to the speaker. Pressing play, she stepped into the shower. "Runaway" by Kanye blared in the bathroom as she let the water cascade over her. "And I always find something wrong," she mumbled along with the lyrics.
After her shower, she returned to her room and told Ameena it was her turn. Ameena nodded and began to undress. "Damn, big mama," Jazmyne remarked, rubbing her hands together and licking her lips.
"You're such a fag," Ameena shot back before heading to the bathroom to take her shower.
TIME SKIP
SANTA MONICA, CALIFORNIA
It was 5 PM when Jazmyne and Ameena set off to pick up Ameena's younger sister, Ameera, before heading to the concert.
Jazmyne was wearing some low-rise True Religion jeans paired with a red sheer lace tank top that matched her thong.
Ameena also wore low-rise True Religion jeans, but she had on a matching True Religion crop top with red stitching that complemented her thong.
This time, Ameena was driving. As they pulled into her parents' driveway, she wondered, "Why did that feel like more than 57 minutes?"
"Because you're a slow ass driver," Jazmyne teased as they exited the car. The two best friends shared a laugh while walking up the steps to Ameena's parents' big ass mansion. Jazmyne's parents lived next door, but she didn't care enough to check on them.
They rang the doorbell, and after about 15 seconds, Ameena's dad, George, greeted them. "There's my baby, my pride and joy!" he exclaimed, lifting her into a big hug. Ameena had always been a daddy's girl.
After their hug, he turned to Jazmyne for a warm embrace. They hugged tightly; he always treated her like his own daughter. "Where's Mommy?" Ameena asked as they entered the house.
"She's in Puerto Rico with Carissa," he replied, walking into the kitchen with the girls trailing behind. Jazmyne scoffed; Carissa was her mom, and they never really got along.
"I hope they aren't on that island pretending they're not married," Jazmyne joked, making George and Ameena laugh.
"Ugh, I'm so ready for this concert," Ameena complained, her impatience showing.
"I'm not. The only Tyler song I know by heart is IFHY or his old songs, and he probably won't perform them since it's not from Chromakopia," Jazmyne whined, taking a seat at the bar table.
"Don't worry, you like 'Sticky' and 'Like Him,' so he'll definitely perform those," Ameena reassured her, giving her a comforting rub on the back. George reached into the cabinet, pulled out a bottle of reposado, and slid it over to them.
The two girls exchanged smirks. Ameena picked up the bottle and shouted, "Ameera, let's go!" Ameera showed up in the kitchen and rolled her eyes.
"Don't rush me, unc, I need to grab my phone," she replied before dashing back to her room. Once she returned, the three girls said their goodbyes to George and set off for the concert.
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