chapter one • whatever happened to the love? ♡

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(Excuse any mistakes — Mya as herself, Kenya Moore as Savanna Luckett, and Bone Thugs-N-Harmony as themselves in the multimedia.)

   Chapter 1 

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MYA

As she sat in her room and looked into her mirror, Mya Marie Harrison sat and thought about her relationship with her boyfriend, Bryon Anthony McCane. It seemed as if lately, their relationship had been on the rocks. She didn't know how and why all of this was happening. When she first met him, he was kind, loving, and treated her like the queen of the universe. As Mya continued to look into the mirror, she sat and thought about the night she first met Bryon...

(Flashback - 1994.)

"Hey Mya, there's this show goin' on tonight, a few good friends of mine are performing," Mya's friend, Savanna Luckett said to her, "You down to ride?" 

"Girl come on, you know I ain't the party type," Mya responded.

"My, you gotta let loose. All you do is stay inside this house and do nothing." 

"And that's just fine with me. It be too much goin' on at parties." 

"It's not a party, it's a show that my homeboys are performing at."

"So?"

"Girl, you going! You gotta let ya pussy loose for once!"

"Savanna!" Mya laughed.

"What? I'm just saying. Trust me, you'll enjoy yourself tonight."

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"It's crowded in here," Mya said as the two pushed through the crowd full of people. 

"Yeah but it's live in here, tonight...Ooh, that's them!"

"Who?"

"My boys that I was tellin' you about, they're performing right now."

  Your feelin' the strength of the rump
Step up, hear the funk of the jump that the thugstas feel
Just be thuggin', straight buzzin', lovin' yo peoples 'cause we so real
Chill, better bring yo weapon, when steppin'
Bring on that ammunition, trip and don't slip
Not to mention, never knew no competition
But I gotta get mine, so scream out, mo, and let me hear ya holla
Not about that mighty dollar
Roll with the bone, mo' thugs will follow
Chain gang, remains the same
Flamin' my dank and drinkin' brew
Thinkin' about hangin', clockin' my bank, and thuggin' trues, foo's  

It's the thuggish ruggish bone!

As Mya watched the group of four perform, she then noticed the crowd of people go crazy when the fourth one began to perform.

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