The Choreographer

Twelve

James

"Jameson Brown, you are under arrest for assault. You have the right to remain silent." The man said as he arrested me.

No one was there to see the fact that I never touched him. Just used my voice.

"Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you can't afford, one will be appointed to you."

"Oh I can afford one, all right."

They threw me in the holding cell and everybody and their mama looked at me. I forgot I was famous. So this is gonna be a big problem.

"Oh my god you are James Brown."

"Yes that's me."

"Wow man, I'm a big fan."

"Thanks."

I scooted my way to the phone to call April. I know she is worried. She didn't answer the first time. So I called again.

She picked up the phone sounding tired.

"Hello ?"

"Yea April. I'm in jail. In DC."

"Why ?"

"Because I was accused of assaulting a man. But I didn't touch him."

"Oh well that is too bad."

"I hate to say this but you gotta come to D.C."

"Why ?"

"Don't worry about that. You gonna get on my private jet and fly here."

"But I can't--"

With that being said, I hung up. But I didn't touch the man. These people know how to lie when there are no cameras around.

April

Did he just hang up on me ? Rude. I snapped out of my thoughts when the doorbell ranged.

It was Pat, James bodyguard, but he was supposed to be on vacation. James and his lies.

"April, pack your bags, you coming to D.C." he said roughly.

"Sounds like someone ruined your vacation."

"Hell yes. I was having fun."

"Well after you take to the airport, you can go home."

"But--"

"No buts. Do as I say. Thank you."

I took Olivia with me. Yes she is dating Khalil and all but she needs some water. We got to the airport.

Trying to avoid the paparazzi flashes and questions. We got in the plane and Pat left.

As I said. I took a minute to observe the jet and how pretty it is. It has everything you wish you had on this.

About an hour later, I thought it was time to talk about the situation that is going on right now.

You know, the one about Khalil. I hope she doesn't aggravate me. I trying to do what is best for her.

"Liv, how are you and Khalil doing ?"

"Good, we just texting."

"That's what's up. Have he been acting suspicious lately ?"

"No. He is completely normal."

"Liv, I should tell you something."

"Ok. What ?"

"Whether you like it or not, Khalil is gonna break your heart. I know we are supposed to be besties and all but I don't think he is the one for you."

"My mom would be proud of me."

"No she won't. She knew about that whole situation. If she would have found out that you dating him again, she would kill you."

"Well like I said before, he changed."

"And like I said before, don't come running to me when he breaks your heart."

"Ok."

We finally landed and Olivia stuff was in front of my suitcase. I shoved her things on the floor and walked out the jet.

Oops. Well, she should have not put her things all in front of mine if it was going to get pushed away."

James

They transfered me since the holding cells were getting too full and put me in this hellhole.

In here, it got me thinking all about life and stuff. I should be at home, with family.

With April. Fixing our relationship. Not making it even worse. The door buzzed as the cell opened.

It was mine. I'm free finally. I stepped out to face a tall, black buff man sitting in my face.

"Jameson Brown ?" he said madly.

"Yea that's me."

"You are now a free man."

"Really ? How ?"

"Well a secret service agents heard the man say that you didn't touch him. Today is your lucky day."

"Thank you."

"And you got a surprise out there."

"Yea."

I ran out in excitement. I walked outside to find my present. And there it was. It was April.

She was looking happy as ever. She almost teared up. April sprinted into my arms and hugged me tightly.

Followed by Olivia. She looked a little bit jealous. I feel sorry she doesn't have a man yet.

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April

We left D.C. 1 week later. Yes, we had just gotten there and wanted to explore it.

And we had a lot of fun. Except Olivia. She was just too busy on her phone laughing with Khalil.

It is always Khalil this, Khalil that, Khalil there, and Khalil everywhere. He is really getting on my nerves.

It's time for him to go. I'm sorry Olivia. But April gotta do what April gotta do.

As you may know, Olivia and I are still not talking. Yes, you expected up to kiss and make up like we used to.

But it just won't work. Me and 'HIM' we cuddled on the couch until the front door banged open.

With Liv crying and she was holding her left eye. Oh Lord, better not be what I think it is.

"Khalil hit me." she said as she fell towards the ground crying.