Tupac: greatest rapper live

1986

he school year was buzzing with energy. PAC sat in his classroom, absentmindedly scribbling in his notebook. His focus was miles away—on Britney Johnson, the girl who had every guy at school wrapped around her finger.

Britney wasn't just beautiful; she was magnetic. Her rich, flowing hair, bright green eyes, and effortless confidence made her the center of attention. She came from a wealthy family, but she wasn't stuck up. She had charm, kindness, and an air of mystery. While every guy tried to win her over with flashy gifts and grand gestures, Britney remained unimpressed.

PAC, however, was different. He didn't have the confidence—or the money—to approach her the way others did. But that didn't stop him from dreaming.

PAC sat slouched on the living room couch, groaning dramatically. His younger sister, Sekyiwa, lounged nearby, casually flipping through a magazine while chewing on candy. Sekyiwa was just a year younger than PAC but carried herself like she was older—confident, sharp-tongued, and always two steps ahead of him.

"Sekyiwa, listen." PAC tried to sound cool, but his voice cracked slightly. "Almost every guy at school has a girlfriend now. I need you to teach me how to—uh—talk to Britn… I mean girl y'know, get a girlfriend."

Sekyiwa peered at him over the top of the magazine, one eyebrow raised. "You? Asking me for help? Wow. What's in it for me?"

PAC blinked. "What do you mean, what's in it for you? You're my sister! Just help me out!"

Sekyiwa smirked like she'd already won. "Nah, PAC. I don't work for free. You're gonna owe me."

PAC sighed, running his hands through his hair. "Fine. What do you want?"

Sekyiwa sat up straight, her grin widening. "Candy. Magazines. And you're buying me snacks from the corner store whenever I ask. Oh, and you're doing my chores for the next month."

PAC's jaw dropped. "A month? Are you crazy?!"

"Take it or leave it," she replied, leaning back with a smug look.

PAC groaned again, realizing he had no other options. "Fine. Deal."

Weeks passed, with PAC practically begging Sekyiwa every day to teach him something—anything—about girls. Sekyiwa finally gave in, though she had a secret of her own: she didn't know the first thing about dating either. She'd never tried. But admitting that to PAC? Not an option.

One evening, she sat him down, putting on her most serious face. "Alright, PAC, listen up. Girls like guys who treat them like queens. Be a gentleman, care about her, surprise her with gifts—like flowers or candy. And always try to make her happy."

PAC's eyes lit up, nodding like she'd just handed him the blueprint to success. "That's it? I can do that. Easy!"

Sekyiwa smirked, already planning how she'd spend the candy money she'd wrung out of him.

What PAC didn't know was that he was already the most popular kid at school—thanks to his athletic skills, his acting in school plays, his singing voice, and his good looks. Almost every girl had a crush on him. But PAC was oblivious.

And so, he decided to put Sekyiwa's "advice" to work.

Britney Johnson wasn't just any girl—she was the girl. The most popular girl in school.

Britney came from money. Her father owned a chain of supermarkets in town, and everyone knew the Johnson family name. She was beautiful—long, flowing hair, sharp green eyes, and always perfectly dressed. But despite being spoiled, Britney wasn't arrogant.

Every guy in school tried to win her over with expensive gifts—jewelry, perfumes, designer handbags—but Britney turned them all down. She wasn't impressed by money because, well, she already had plenty of it.

PAC, however, decided to do something different.

With Sekyiwa's advice rattling in his head, PAC bought a pack of colorful candy, borrowed some rope, and spent hours crafting a handmade candy necklace. It was simple, silly, and sweet—just like PAC.

Pov Britney

In the front of school Britney ( the girl ) was walking to school after saying goodbye to her dad when she got gifts by the kid saying it was give PAC bother. She has got this kind gift many time by the boy who gives her very expensive gift just to impress her and ask for a date. But she reject many of the people because she that fond of money. Because she was already rich. But still decided to open the box when she opens the box expensive necklace or gift she necklace out of a candy.

She smile from this unique purpose.

And PAC who was seeing this from behind the car he immediately walked infort of the car " I see that smile Britney. "

Britney smiles even more when see pac handsome face with sweet smile. And his silly gift.

She looked up, surprised, and her laughter softened into a genuine smile. "This is from you?"

"Yeah," PAC said, grinning. "I'll take that smile as a yes. Meet me at Joe's Café this Saturday at 10 a.m. for a date."

Before Britney could respond, PAC turned and jogged into the school, his heart pounding

Britney become excited because you might not know that is Britney had cush on PAC right after he joined the school were she become attracted to pac act in lots of drama.

His sweet smile.

You can say he charmed every girl in the school. Plus PAC unique way of proposing

Made it hard to say no to pac.

Saturday morning arrived, and Britney found herself uncharacteristically nervous. She spent hours at the mall, trying on dress after dress before finally choosing a floral one-piece that made her feel elegant yet playful. She didn't want her dad to know about the date, so she convinced their driver to drop her off at the café and promised him it was just a casual outing.

Pov PAC

For the date I borrowed money from friends, dre Bother and savings Money for the date I wear my dad hawii t-shirt with black panther and white sneakers for the date PAC come at

The 9:30 am before 30 minutes early.

The Date

Britney walked into the café right on time, her floral dress swaying as she moved. PAC, who had been nervously sipping coffee, nearly spilled his drink when he saw her.

"Hey," she said, smiling shyly.

"Hey," PAC replied, standing up quickly and nearly knocking over the table.

Britney giggled. "You're nervous."

"Nah," PAC lied, scratching the back of his neck. "Okay, maybe a little."

Their conversation started awkwardly, but soon they found their rhythm. PAC made her laugh with stories about growing up, while Britney shared bits of her life that no one at school knew.

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The Shoe Store

After leaving the café, Britney pulled PAC into a nearby shoe store.

"Why are we here?" PAC asked, hesitating at the entrance.

"Because it's fun," Britney said, dragging him inside.

She tried on a few pairs of shoes, showing them off to PAC. "What do you think?"

"They all look good on you," he said honestly, though he felt out of place.

Britney grabbed a pair of sneakers and handed them to him. "Your turn."

"I can't afford these," PAC said, embarrassed.

Britney rolled her eyes. "Do you think I'm going to make you pay? Try them on."

PAC reluctantly put on the sneakers, and Britney clapped her hands. "Perfect. We're getting them."

By the time they left, Britney had bought PAC several outfits, too. He protested the entire time, but Britney wouldn't hear it.

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The Photo Booth

Before the date ended, Britney tugged on PAC's sleeve, pulling him toward a photo booth tucked in the corner of the mall.

"Come on, let's take some pictures!" Britney said, her excitement lighting up her face.

PAC hesitated, scratching the back of his neck. "You sure? I'm not really good at—"

"Shush," Britney interrupted, grabbing his hand and pulling him inside the booth.

They sat on the small bench as Britney fed coins into the machine. The screen blinked to life, giving them only a few seconds to pose before the first flash.

"Okay, first one—smile!" Britney said, leaning in close.

The camera clicked, capturing their bright, genuine smiles.

"For the next one," Britney said, "do something silly!"

PAC stuck out his tongue while Britney crossed her eyes, both of them laughing as the flash went off.

"Now let's do a serious one," Britney suggested, but she couldn't stop giggling. PAC tried to look tough, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow, while Britney tried to mimic him, failing miserably as she cracked up again.

"For the last one…" Britney trailed off, her cheeks turning pink. She leaned in closer, resting her head on PAC's shoulder. "Just be yourself."

PAC froze for a second, then relaxed, a soft smile spreading across his face as the final flash went off.

When the photo strip popped out of the machine, Britney grabbed it eagerly, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the pictures.

"These are perfect," she said, holding them up for PAC to see.

PAC chuckled. "Yeah, they're pretty good. I mean, you make them look good."

Britney gave him a playful shove. "Stop it. We both look cute."

She carefully tore the strip in half, handing PAC three of the photos. "Here, keep these."

PAC stared at the pictures in his hand, a goofy grin spreading across his face. "Thanks. I'll, uh, keep them forever."

Britney rolled her eyes but smiled. "You're such a dork."

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The End of the Day

As the sun set, they walked back to where Britney's driver was waiting.

Britney " hehe PAC It was the best day in my life were I had this much fun in my life PAC thank you."

I was embarrassed to even say anything right now because of confusion. " I also had a best day due you Britney thank you for accepting my date. "

When Britney closed her eyes waiting for something to happen but After a few moments of waiting, "AHH PAC "

Britney opened her eyes and glared at him. "Dummy!"

Before PAC could react, she grabbed his face and kissed him, her cheeks turning pink as she pulled away.

Britney laughed softly, then leaned in and closed her eyes. I froze, unsure of what to do.

PAC stood there, stunned, as Britney grinned. "See you at school," she said before running to her car.

Pov Britney

My heart was racing so fast because of that idiot PAC who don't even understand the hints.

As the car pulled away, Britney leaned back in her seat, her heart racing.

"Did you have a good time, Miss Britney?" the driver asked, glancing at her in the rearview mirror.

"Yes," she said dreamily, before snapping back to reality. "But please don't tell Dad!"

The driver chuckled. "Your secret's safe with me."

Pov PAC

I was still on cloud nine as he walked down the street, carrying bags of new clothes. He found a payphone and called his friend J-Rock.

I " yo J-rock can you come to pick me up am in front here and come fast nig**"

J-rock" ok, I am coming."

After that j-rock come to pick PAC when he reaches infornt of the PAC he see that he had lots of shopping bags in the PAC hand. He immediately say " Yoo PAC did you rob bank for this nig**"

I * hehe It gifts from my girlfriend."

J-rock" what did you say motherf***er, the same motherf***er who willnot Even talk to a girl other than mom and sister, now has fuc*ING girlfriend but not a normal but rich one nig**." The sock expression I kind of funny 🤣 🤣.

See PAC not saying anything more J add " fuck man you are so awesome. "

Author

By the way just for your information I am writing this whole love story because I want you guys to see PAC started from noob to pro.

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