Somehow I lived in this ghetto complound with all these gangsta rappers that were all like "playa, no mo'" and "I'm'ma bus a cap in yo' ass" and one of the rappers there was Nelly.
This rival group of rappers had taken over our compound and were going to kick Nelly's ass because he loved me but that was just "wrong" because I was a "white girl with freckles" and he was this mega-super-star rapper who according to this big boss gangsta guy "..should date somebody the same color as him, even if it's a different shade of skin..". Whatever to him, is what I said.
So we set out to escape.
We start off pointing our fingers like guns, you know how you do that when you play Mission Impossible at Walmart or play cops and robbers as kids?? But part way thru, it morphs into a real gun.
We are almost out of this warehouse where waiting outside is a vehicle for us that one of the people that we trust has set up for us...when I see this bad guy.
It is Malcom McDowel! He played bad guys in Tank girl and in Star Trek: Generations so perhaps that is why I dreamed him evil. Anyway, I saw him and Nelly shot him before it was too late. And at the end of this corridor there was the person who was SUPPOSED to be on our side but wasn't and I shot her before she shot Nelly.
We made it outside safely by climbing down a metal fire escape. There were 3 cars waiting for us, 2 with doors open. All 3 were running. One was Nelly's personal car, the other was my personal car and the third was the one we had asked for.
We almost took Nelly's car but I was like..WHOA! We don't know who to trust. This could be a set up.
So there was this crappy looking Rice Boy car on the side of the road and we kicked the driver out and said he could have Nelly's Beamer if he let us take his K-Car. No problemo.
We are taking off in th K-Car and I look behind me and sure enough, the skag who's car we stole hops into the Beamer and seconds later....BLADOW! It explodes in this ball of fire and lightning.
We are safe until our people discover that only one body was in that car when it blew up..and that it wasn't either of us.
We drive for hours.
We need supplies, and a map, so we stop off at this market/fair thingy and I get out to get us food and a map. Nelly goes to check on some things with some connections he feels are still safe.
I'm in a line at this hotdog/map stand and I see my Nanny. I ignore her.
Then I feel bad so I say hi Nanny, I like your hair (It was died) and she said thanks. We chit-chatted, my grandpa walked up, he ignores me. No. Big. Deal.
Then we start talking about how some testimony of mine put my grandparents in Jail but they are out on a weekend pass. Then Nelly comes and is like..we have to go. NOW. So we leave..we take off and drive for what seems like hours again.
I slept for a bit because I remember opening my eyes in the dream and we were at Ross. R. McKay public school, where I went to school as a kid. Aparently we'll be safe here.
There are 100's of people here. People like us? (aparently we were part of some group of revolutionarys) and we get out and mingle and there is this big assembly that aparently we are speaking at and it is all really odd.
Somebody from the outside got in and Nelly and I are running around like maniacs on the inside of the school that turned out to just be the front for this top secret underground base and finally I find him and I promise to buy his next album if he just never leaves me again and he laughs and then the bad guys are coming!!
We are out of the underground part now and are in the school part. We hide in the lost and found bin, huddled together under some kids lost jacket.
I vaguely remember kissing him in case we got caught and I never saw him again and then I woke up.
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