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Lalana took a long, hot shower, then got ready for bed. Curling up with her body pillow, Lalana began to toss and turn. She couldn't get MC ROC out of her head.
Chapter Sixteen
The day of MC ROC's CD signing, Lalana left work early. She'd finished her company's monthly in-house newsletter, signed off on a mass-mailing list, and slipped into a white silk safari-print mini-dress. She was determined to be early - if not first in line - at the event. Surprisingly, traffic on the Harbor freeway wasn't bad. Lalana zoomed down I-110, hopped on the Santa Monica Freeway, took the Fairfax exit, and headed toward the Grove. When she was finally cruising along the boulevard, Lalana allowed herself to feel excited.
She ripped open the door to the Apple store and looked around anxiously. The place was nearly empty. Lalana rushed up to the counter and nervously asked a salesperson: "Is this where MC ROC is signing copies of his new CD?"
"Ah, yes ma'am, he's here to announce the exclusive deal he's made with iPod and the downloads for the iPhone. But that's at seven this evening."
"Okay, thanks," Lalana said. She looked at her watch. Six hours to go.
She needed to do something that would allow her to keep an eye on the front of the store in case a line formed. Coach and Victoria's Secret were directly across the street. Lalana crossed the road and walked into Coach.
She'd barely gotten inside when her phone rang: Lisa.
"Hey girl, what's up?" Lalana greeted.
"Nothing, still at work, but I remember this is the day you're gonna see your man. When are you heading over there?"
"Heading over?" Lalana asked as she picked up a Leather carryall and balked at the price. "Damn."
"What?"
"No, sorry girl, I'm in the Coach store and I was looking at the price on one of their new bags. You'd love it. It's purple."
"Wait, what are you doing in the Coach store in the middle of the afternoon?"
"I'm waiting on ROC," Lalana said.
"Hold up!" Lisa screamed. "Have you been holding out? Ya'all decided to get together before the signing? You didn't go to work today?"
"Dang, one question at a time," Lalana chuckled. "Yes, I went to work. I just left the office early. No, I haven't talked to ROC about our plans yet. I'm in the Coach store at the Grove, because you know he's signing his new CD at the Apple store."
"Wait a minute here," Lisa said. "Are you trying to tell me you are already out there, but it's barely three in the afternoon?"
"Yeah, I wanted to be here early. I didn't want to run the risk of showing up and having to wait in line."
"But don't you think that's a bit much? I mean, what if he's late? You know those things never start on time."
Lalana rolled her eyes. People never understood when it came to MC ROC. That's why she didn't bother telling Tina or Lisa her plans about being at the event early. She didn't need anyone to tell her it was a bit much. She already knew that.
"So lemme get this straight," Lisa said. Lalana imagined her, neck twisting as Lisa prepared to read Lalana up one side and down the other.
"You done left work early, and now you stakin' out this place hoping to catch a glimpse of this rapper?"
"Oh, you know what," Lalana said, "that's my other line. Lemme holla' at you later."
"Umph," was Lisa's only response.
Lalana strolled out of Coach and into Victoria's Secret. She imagined herself prancing around in the skimpiest lingerie for MC ROC.
In the middle of her daydream, her cell phone rang again. She didn't have to check her caller ID to know it was Tina. The way Lalana figured it, Lisa had likely called Tina immediately to relay her entire conversation.
"Y-e-es?" she greeted.
"Please tell me you are not at the Grove waiting on this man to show up," Tina begged.
"Well, since I know you already know that's exactly where I'm at and what I'm doing, why would I lie to you?"
Tina sighed.
"I don't know why you two are trippin'," Lalana said. "What's the worst that could happen? I've already
Lalana took a long, hot shower, then got ready for bed. Curling up with her body pillow, Lalana began to toss and turn. She couldn't get MC ROC out of her head.
Chapter Sixteen
The day of MC ROC's CD signing, Lalana left work early. She'd finished her company's monthly in-house newsletter, signed off on a mass-mailing list, and slipped into a white silk safari-print mini-dress. She was determined to be early - if not first in line - at the event. Surprisingly, traffic on the Harbor freeway wasn't bad. Lalana zoomed down I-110, hopped on the Santa Monica Freeway, took the Fairfax exit, and headed toward the Grove. When she was finally cruising along the boulevard, Lalana allowed herself to feel excited.
She ripped open the door to the Apple store and looked around anxiously. The place was nearly empty. Lalana rushed up to the counter and nervously asked a salesperson: "Is this where MC ROC is signing copies of his new CD?"
"Ah, yes ma'am, he's here to announce the exclusive deal he's made with iPod and the downloads for the iPhone. But that's at seven this evening."
"Okay, thanks," Lalana said. She looked at her watch. Six hours to go.
She needed to do something that would allow her to keep an eye on the front of the store in case a line formed. Coach and Victoria's Secret were directly across the street. Lalana crossed the road and walked into Coach.
She'd barely gotten inside when her phone rang: Lisa.
"Hey girl, what's up?" Lalana greeted.
"Nothing, still at work, but I remember this is the day you're gonna see your man. When are you heading over there?"
"Heading over?" Lalana asked as she picked up a Leather carryall and balked at the price. "Damn."
"What?"
"No, sorry girl, I'm in the Coach store and I was looking at the price on one of their new bags. You'd love it. It's purple."
"Wait, what are you doing in the Coach store in the middle of the afternoon?"
"I'm waiting on ROC," Lalana said.
"Hold up!" Lisa screamed. "Have you been holding out? Ya'all decided to get together before the signing? You didn't go to work today?"
"Dang, one question at a time," Lalana chuckled. "Yes, I went to work. I just left the office early. No, I haven't talked to ROC about our plans yet. I'm in the Coach store at the Grove, because you know he's signing his new CD at the Apple store."
"Wait a minute here," Lisa said. "Are you trying to tell me you are already out there, but it's barely three in the afternoon?"
"Yeah, I wanted to be here early. I didn't want to run the risk of showing up and having to wait in line."
"But don't you think that's a bit much? I mean, what if he's late? You know those things never start on time."
Lalana rolled her eyes. People never understood when it came to MC ROC. That's why she didn't bother telling Tina or Lisa her plans about being at the event early. She didn't need anyone to tell her it was a bit much. She already knew that.
"So lemme get this straight," Lisa said. Lalana imagined her, neck twisting as Lisa prepared to read Lalana up one side and down the other.
"You done left work early, and now you stakin' out this place hoping to catch a glimpse of this rapper?"
"Oh, you know what," Lalana said, "that's my other line. Lemme holla' at you later."
"Umph," was Lisa's only response.
Lalana strolled out of Coach and into Victoria's Secret. She imagined herself prancing around in the skimpiest lingerie for MC ROC.
In the middle of her daydream, her cell phone rang again. She didn't have to check her caller ID to know it was Tina. The way Lalana figured it, Lisa had likely called Tina immediately to relay her entire conversation.
"Y-e-es?" she greeted.
"Please tell me you are not at the Grove waiting on this man to show up," Tina begged.
"Well, since I know you already know that's exactly where I'm at and what I'm doing, why would I lie to you?"
Tina sighed.
"I don't know why you two are trippin'," Lalana said. "What's the worst that could happen? I've already
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