This is fanfic so most of the things in this chapter are completely made up. I know Ginuwine was not even established as an artist yet & didn't have a video on video soul but he will for this imagine. Enjoy guys 💖 - Kashahnah
____________________________________I tapped my long black acrylic nails on the coffee table impatiently waiting for Jodeci to start taking calls on Video Soul, my eyes glued to the tv. They were there to promote their new album Diary of a Mad Band.
Me and Destiny had bought the vinyl yesterday and we listened to it all night long. We thought Forever My lady was the shit, but this one was ten times better, it had bop after bop. And the cover snatched my soul, it was a delicious work of art.
My best friend Destiny sat next to me on the sofa with her hand gripped around the telephone, the number already punched in. As soon they opened up the phone lines we wanted to be the first to talk to them.
Nobody loved them more than us. I had posters of Dalvin all over my room, in my bathroom and on my ceiling. To say I was obsessed was a bit over the top, I just liked for him to be the first face I woke up to everyday.
His smooth milk chocolate skin, curly boxcut, arched brows, baby brown eyes and plump lips were enough to drive any girl crazy. To Destiny's dismay I thought Dalvin was the best looking in the group. I had never seen anyone more attractive in my 18 years of life.
Destiny was in love with JoJo, but she always said if JoJo was unavailable she'd settle for Devanté in a heartbeat. I stopped daydreaming and listened to the interview, but it felt like it was taking forever. Sherry Carter was talking to the boys and honestly they looked so uninterested in what she was asking them.
Devanté had on sunglasses and was looking at his pager, Dal had on a Tommy Hilfiger cap and was smiling and nodding about something K-Ci was saying. Jojo had on his hood sitting quietly in the back and you couldn't even see his face.
" I wish he would take that damn hood off, I can't even see him" Destiny said clearly annoyed. "Maybe he's tired or something" She continued. "Uh huh, you know he's high." I chuckled poking her in the side so she would shut up. Before we go to the phone lines, let's take a look at video #2 on the countdown Same Ol' G by Ginuwine.
I loved the song and Ginuwine was cute and all but I hated watching him dance. His knees came down so low and in my opinion, his legs looked like they didn't match his body.
"Even though I got my own CD, maybe even on tv.... " , I sang and danced along in my seat to the song as it ended, while Destiny turned her attention back to the phone in her hand. She punched in the number waiting to hear it ring just as Sherry announced she was taking calls.
" We already have 1000+ calls waiting on line, the ladies can't seem to get enough of you guys. I'm sorry that the interview ran kinda long, we can only take 2 callers" Sherry smiled pettily as she went to put the first caller through.
"Hi caller, you're on the line with Jodeci, what's your name?"
"My name is Aniyah & I love Jodeci sooooo much. Forever my lady changed my life." Sherry chuckled, as the boys uttered their hello's and waved at the camera. "Okay Aniya, what questions do you have for the boys?" She asked."Devanté can you take your glasses off so we can see your eyes and Jojo take off your hood, we can't see your face. " she replied. Devanté smiled at the camera and took off his sunglasses. "You wanted to see my eyes Aniyah, I got you." He said ignoring his beeper that was going off like crazy.
He put his glasses in his pocket and tapped Jojo who looked up lazily taking off his hood. Me and Destiny looked at each other and giggled because we were planning to ask them the same thing.

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