She Plays It Like She's NOT Mindless (A Mindless Behavior Story) [UNEDITED]

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{Trump Hotel}

(Brit, Dede, Shay, Roc, Ray, and Prod are all sitting around watching The Boondocks. Jassie and Prince walk in together with wet hair and clothes)

Brittany: OMFG! BESTIES!!!!! (jumps up and down on Prod's lap)

Jas'marieé: I missed you guys!

Ray: What's up with the wet clothes?

Prince: We went to the beach...

Roc: In November?

Prince&Jas'marieé: Yeah...

Jas'marieé: This weakling here taught me how to swim.

Prince: (looks at her and smiles) Not a weakling.

Jas'marieé: (pokes his cheeks) Yes you are!

Roc: (pretends to throw up) Spare the nasty!

Prince: You jelly?

Roc: (P.O.V.: Enough is enough....He's going down. I'm getting my girl one way or another) Nope.

Dede: Okay, we'll leave you guys be...and we'll be in the room talking about ....(looks at Jassie and smirks) girl stuff.

Boys: Aight.

(Girls go into Ray and Princeton's room. They plop on their beds and lay down)

Shay: Girl....Now they gone, give us the rundown.

Jas'marieé: (drawing on paper and smiling) What you mean?

Dede: You know...what happened? No detail left in the wind.

Jas'marieé: Okay.....(begins telling the story)

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{Living Room}

Prod: Soooo...you and Jassie...eh?

Prince: What about us?

Ray: What y'all do?

Prince: I don't know what you talking about. (smirks)

Roc: Cut the crap, Perez.

Ray: Yeah, dude.

Prince: Aight...We went to the beach...I taught her how to swim, we kissed and that's all I'm telling you guys.

Prod: Ayeee! Roc, you got some competition!

Roc: (pushes Prod) No I don't. She knows what's up with us. (P.O.V.: I think.)

Prince: Whatever, do what you want. She likes me, I like her and the bet will be over.

Roc: She still doesn't have a date for the dance, idiot. You keep kissing her first...Watch who gets her next Saturday.

Ray: Good luck with getting your ass kicked by Jassie.

Prod: Agreed.

Roc&Princeton: NO!

Roc: If we go down, you two and the girls go down too.

Prince: They know?!

Boys: Yup.

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{Ray and Princeton's Room}

Girls: DAMNNNNNNNNNN!

Jas'marieé: I know right? Isn't he so sweet?

Dede: Hell yes! I'd be in love if a guy said that to me!

Brittany: Well, Jassie...Do you?

Jas'marieé: Do I what?

Shay: Like....love...?

Jas'marieé: NO!

Girls: Why not?!

Jas'marieé: I don't fall in love easily. I like him a lot though.

Dede: What about Roc?

Jas'marieé: What about him?

Brittany: What about Roc? Everyone and they mama know Roc likes you. So what about him?

Jas'marieé: To be honest, I do like him too...but me and Princeton are like...(thinks about the dream) Fireworks, I guess. It's like...damn. I never heard a guy say that.

Shay: (talking while texting) Only way to know is by going on a date with him.

Jas'marieé: Should I?

Girls: Yes!

Jas'marieé: I'll try...no promises though. (slides the paper under Prince's pillow and gets up. She goes outside into where the boys are talking. They all became silent and she grabs her phone)

Brittany: Do you think she'll find out?

Shay: Doubt it.

Dede: How you know?

Shay: I'm her cuzzo. She observes so much, she doesn't realize the problem is in obvious plain sight.

Brittany: I'm kinda afraid to see her reaction. You should've seen when she fought some girl twice her size. She literally beat the living shit outta her. No bullshit. She might wanna kick the hell outta us.

Girls: So true.

**

{Hallway}

Jas'marieé: (on the phone with Isadore) I know Izzy...Don't even do it....Yes I know, I know. You already been sent to jail for shit...please don't. Okay, you promise? Alright....Who? Tasha from Queens? How the fuck you paying for her if your broke ass don't got a job?! You're so stupid....Whatever, I'll cover for you. Alrighty...bye. (hangs up and Roc just got out the suite)

Roc: Wassup, Pokey?

Jas'marieé: (smiles) Wassup, Rocky?

Roc: I was wondering...if you wanted to go out sometime? (P.O.V.: Please say yes...please say yes!)

Jas'marieé: Yeah, sure. (P.O.V.: Well damn, that was easy.) What about Sunday?

Roc: Aight, cool. Now come on with the rest of us...Ain't no party like a hotel party...

Jas'marieé: 'Cause when Jassie walks in, the party don't stop. (winks and walks with him inside)

Roc: (P.O.V.: S C O R E.)

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(Jas'marieé and Roc walk back in together. The girls and the boys were all in one room talking. They stopped and looked at them. Note they were discussing the bet)

Brittany: Game time!

Roc: What game?

Dede: 7 minutes in heaven.

Shay: Yeeeeah buddy!

Jas'marieé: How you play, again?!

Brittany: Remember when we was at the lock-in at school last year and everyone played? And...

Jas'marieé: Oh.... (sighs at the ex-boyfriend memory and smiles) Leggo!

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Is this a bad idea? Who going in the closet for 7 minutes? o.O O.o