Chapter 1

April's Pov

Wake up, shower, eat, go to work, leave work, online classes, eat, shower, sleep, and repeat.

This has been the same routine I've done ever since graduating from high school. I'm majoring in Business Management so that I can run multiple day cares and shelters for homeless children.

I've always been so drawn to to children so this only motivated me more. It hurts me seeing kids homeless. No child should live on the street and fend for themselves.

I promised myself that I would not rest until most of these children had shelter.

June, my mother loved how I was so focused on my goals in life. She loved the fact that I wanted to make a difference. Eventhough she said the process was moving slow, and would take a lot of work she never stopped supporting me.

After graduating my mother gave me a job at her day spa. I was happy I finally had a job, but I felt like this was what I was going to be doing for the rest of my life sometimes. I knew she would need someone to take over when she got ready to retire. Don't get me wrong I would be honored, but I don't want to massage people's bodies for a living.

It was always rough on my hands though, because I would have trouble doing some of my class assignments online due to them aching. Eventhough that stopped me sometimes I still managed to keep straight A's.

I wanted to give up so many times, but every time images of those homeless children popped into my head. I was determined to reach my goal and no one was going to get in the way of that.

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"April," June yelled knocking on my bedroom door.

I knew I shouldn't have gave her a key to my condo. I hated her pop up visits. She always came when I would be resting.

"Come in," I scream still laying down in my bed.

The door then opens and I lift my head looking at my mother.

"It's five in the evening and you are still sleep," She scoffed folding her arms looking at me.

I hope she doesn't think I'm getting up. She can stand there all day. I'm not getting up from this comfortable bed.

"April get up. I have some good news for you," My mother said in a sing song voice.

See I knew what she was doing she always got me with that, but not today.

"Mom please let me rest " I whined raising a weak hand.

"Well I was just going to say that a famous celebrity asked for a well trained masseuse to go on tour with them, but I guess I'll send someone else," She replied nonchalantly.

This made me shoot up straight out of bed.

"Who?"

She laughed shaking her head at me, "I'm not telling just say you'll take the job."

Why did she have to be so complicated?

"Really mother," I lifted a perfectly arched brow.

"Yes really. Now is that a yes," She smiled.

"Okay. Yes I'll do it," I replied.

She clapped her hands excitedly before she left to run some errands leaving me to sleep in peace.

"Aww come on April! Please it's just for my birthday," Nadia, my bestfriend pleaded.

She wanted me to attend Janet's Rock Witchu Tour for her eighteenth birthday.

She knew I wasn't really a fan of Janet, because I really couldn't stand any of the sexual things she would do on stage.

I know sex sells, but that was just a little too much for me. She's a very attractive woman, and I commend her for her success and everything but I really hate that part.

"Nadia if I say yes will you stop pestering me," I asked a little irritated.

"Yes I will stop pestering you," She said quickly.

I scrunched my nose looking at her. She's so lucky she's my bestfriend because I would've still been ignoring her.

I sighed, "Oh alright I'll go, but don't expect me to be into it."

She jumped up and down clapping her hands, "You're like the most bestest friend in the whole world."

"Please learn to use correct grammar Nadia," I sighed.

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"You didn't tell me the tickets were V.I.P," I hissed at Nadia.

She was always sneaky, but in a good way.

"If I would've told you they were you wouldn't have came," She replied with and apologetic look on her face.

I should lighten up its her birthday for Christ sakes.

"You know what it's okay. It's your birthday so let's just enjoy this night," I sighed.

She could've at least told me we were going to be meeting Janet personally after the comcert.

Nadia smiled as we walked to the V.I.P area right in front of the stage. The concert was going to start in ten minutes so we didn't have to wait long.

I felt a little strange and I looked around meeting Nadia gaze. It wasn't a surprise to find her staring at me. She always said I was beautiful. Even if I was in a bath robe she'd call me beautiful.

I was use to her staring at me though. Yes she is a lesbian, but I never judged her about it. She likes what she likes.

"What," I asked tilting my head to the side.

"You look very sexy tonight April," She replied.

My cheeks heat up turning a bright red. I was wearing a red turtle neck dress that stopped right above my knees with a pair of black flats.

Nadia always knew how to make me blush and I hated it. It was embarrassing.

"Thanks."

She just nods as the lights dim signaling the start of the concert.

The concert was finally over, and I was a little irritated. Nadia could tell too. She knew I hated those overly sexual stage performances.

It was just pathetic how those men were just lusting over that. I almost walked out of the concert because of it. Don't even get me started on the see through body suit.

Just eck!

Nadia could have chosen to go to the movies, or even out to eat, but I had to remind myself that it's her birthday and I don't want to be a party pooper.

Then I realized we were on our way to meet Janet Jackson. I mean I should be excited, but I'm not. I'm not one of those crazed fans that screams or cries over her favorite celebrity. I'm just calm and my normal self.

Nadia grabs my hand and intertwine our fingers as the bodyguard escorts us to the back.

We finally reach a door that says 'Janet Jackson' on it. I could feel Nadia shaking nervously on the side of me.

She really did love her some Janet, and now she was meeting her in person. The bodyguard knocks on the door resulting in a soft 'come in' from the other side. He tgen opens the door making our presence known.

She sat on her black leather couch with her feet propped up on the table. She wore a plain white tee, black sweats, and a pair of all white forces. She didn't even look like she just got through performing.

"Hello," she greeted us standing and walking over.

Nadia was too nervous to speak so I spoke.

"Hi. I'm April and this is Nadia." I replied.

She smiled warmly at me then looked at Nadia, "You must be the birthday girl."

Nadia nodded.

I chuckled.

Nadia looked like she was about to pass out any second.

"You don't have to be so nervous dear," Janet said touching Nadia arm.

Nadia's eyes then rolled to the back of her head and she fainted falling to the floor.

It's not the first time this has happened. It was the same with Beyoncé, Toni Braxton, and Mariah. So I was not surprised.

Janet looked at me worried.

"Oh she's fine she'll wake up in about five minutes " I shrug.

She just laughs. That's when I just take her all in. She was extremely beautiful. Smooth skin, alluring eyes, perfect body. Yep she could get anyone she wanted.

"So you must be her best friend," She said as we both sat down on the couch.

"And you would be correct," I replied.

"So did you enjoy the show," Janet asked.

I bit my bottom lip and rubbed the back of my neck. I did, but I didn't.

"Honestly it was good. I just I really don't like the part with the guy on stage. It just makes me cringe," I replied.

She looked at me quizzically and said, "You sound just like my mother. She doesn't like that part either."

I just nodded.

"I just find it very sexy. It's not just for the audience and record sells. I just feel like I need to express more of my sexy side." She explained as I listened intently.

"I get it, and there's nothing wrong with that," I shrug.

"You know you have beautiful eyes." She said catching me off guard.

My cheeks began to heat up becoming crimson red.

"Thank you." I replied taking notice to how close we are. Her body heat was so comforting that I wanted to move closer.

"You also have nice lips too," She whispered placing a hand on my thigh.

Her touch sent waves of heat through my body. This feeling was so unfamiliar to me. It scared me, but I liked it.

"Th- thank you." I stuttered looking into her chocolate brown orbs.

Our lips were centimeters away and the urge to kiss her made me ache. I couldn't kiss her though, because I didn't like girls.

I was on the straight and narrow, but she had me questioning my sexuality at this very moment.

Then like a magnet her lips connected to mine. This felt so foreign to me. I hadn't kissed anyone ever. This was my first time.

Janet's lips are soft as cotton, and her strawberry lip gloss adds to the sweetness of her kiss. Janet's soft hands then move up my thighs finding shelter under my dress.

My body tenses at this new found feeling running through me. Janet pulls away from me slightly sensing my body's discomfort.

"You've never been touched before have you," Janet asked.

Suddenly I felt embarrassed to answer her question.

"Hey. It's okay. You don't have to be ashamed with being a virgin. It just means that I can show you all there is to this unfamiliar feeling you're having," Janet said softly kissing my neck.

Sighing at the softness of her lips I lean my head to the side giving her more access. Her hands then continue their journey as they spread my legs. Moving my underwear to side Janet's slender fingers touch me.

Gasping I arch into her as I bite my bottom lip.

"You like that," she whispered in my ear.

I nodded eagerly wanting to feel more.

"What was that? I didn't hear you," her voice low and husky.

"Yes, yes I like it," I moaned.

Janet's fingers move faster making my grip on the sofa tighter. My back arches further as a feeling in the pit of my stomach takes over.

"Oh my g-" I whimpered quietly.

Nadia then began to stir, but Janet didn't stop she only continued moving her hand even faster and pressed harder.

My heart raced at the thought of Nadia catching us. It would be so embarrassing, but it turned me on more than it should've.

"You're so close," Janet whispered.

I moaned nodding. I felt like I was about to burst.

"You're so wet," Janet added kissing my cheek.

As I lifted my hips and arched my back the feeling of pure ecstasy flushed through my entire body making me jerk uncontrollably.

Nadia stirred again making me pull away from Janet quickly. Nadia then opened her eyes and got up slowly from the floor looking completely embarrassed.

Little did she know that I was more embarrassed than her. I walked over to Nadia assuring her that she was just fine. Janet then handed us tour t-shirts and autographed albums.

We took a few pictures together and then said our goodbyes, but not without Janet softly kissing me on the lips while Nadia wasn't looking. Nadia and I finally left and I guess we could both say we had a good time.