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rang, and Chu answered the collect call from his brother. Chu was still grinding it out even though he was on probation.
     His brother, Tep, used to be the main breadwinner between the two of them, but Chu was picking up the weight now. Tep called
     the crib a couple times when I was there. I listened to Chu talk in codes and then he said, “Yeah, she’s standing right here.
     Camille, here. Tep gotta tell you something.”
    “Me?” I asked, surprised.
    He nodded and handed me the phone.
    “Hello?”
    “So you Miss Wifey, huh? How you doing?”
    “I’m okay,” I said, blushing.
    “My brother can’t stop talking about you. I had to see if you was real, slim.”
    I giggled and turned toward Chu. “Yes, I’m real,” I said, feeling extra special.
    “Okay, okay. Well, make sure you take care of him. He’s all I got out there.”
    “Of course, I will. That’s my baby. He’s all I got, too.”
    “All right, all right. I hear that… Let me holla back at my man,” Tep said.
    I passed the phone back to Chu and then kissed him on his cheek. While they finished talking, I dug in my overnight bag and
     grabbed my accessories. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. I did look gorgeous, like Chu said. The turquoise top
     was doing magic for my brown skin. I turned and looked at my butt to make sure my Citizens was doing what I paid them to do.
     Yeah, they was doing just right. Chu palmed my cheeks and massaged them while he talked on the phone. I could tell he wanted
     to hit it before I left, but I just did my makeup, and my eye shadow was perfect.
    “Camille?” Peaches called out right on time. “Girl, you ready?”
    “Yep,” I said, grabbing my purse, stuffing it with the makeup I was gonna need for the night. “Is Jayson here yet?”
    “No. You need to call him and see where he at.”
    I dialed Jayson up. “Boy, where are you?”
    “I’m almost there. This damn train taking so long. Peaches driving, right?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Why she can’t just meet me at the station?”
    “All right, all right. I’ll tell her, so stay there when you get off.”
    T his was going to be the first time I stayed the night out with no explanation whatsoever. I was willing to take my chances
     on this. H2O was going to be cranking, and I was ready for whatever. All week long, WKYS had been naming all the different
     celebrities who was supposed to come out, and I wasn’t gonna miss Lil’ Wayne for nothing in the world. I wasn’t too worried,
     since the Brinkleys knew I was supposed to be out with Jayson somewhere.
    The line in front of the club was already snaking down the street when we pulled up. Peaches decided to valet park, so we
     wouldn’t have to spend all night looking for a spot. Top-of-the-line cars of just about every model paraded up and down the
     street, with music blasting and sparkling rims spinning. The music was pouring out the door and the loud bass vibrated the
     whole building. I passed the ID test with security without a problem. We watched a couple of girls who looked like hookers
     prance by, wearing long tracks with platinum blond streaks down their backs. The duo had on bright sequined bikini tops and
     shorts that looked like satin panties.
    “Skanky bitches,” Peaches mumbled.
    “No class,” I said, watching guys follow behind with drinks filled to the brim in their hands and their tongues hanging out
     their mouths as they looked the women over.
    “Dayum, it’s live as shit in here!” Jayson yelled over the noise of the crowd and the music.
    I nodded and then we all headed upstairs. None of us was over twenty-one, so Jayson disappeared to find someone who could
     cop drinks for us.
    “Shawty crunk on the floor, wide open,” one of the Yin Yang Twins sang.
    “Girl, this my song,” Peaches said as she dragged me to the dance floor. “Shake it like a salt shaker!”
    There was so many people on the floor, bodies rubbing, hands touching, hips popping in and out, booties

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