Chapter 1

Aint no party like a Maya Morgan party, cuz a Maya Morgan

party dont stop! The sounds of the screeching crowd lled The Mansion, Miamis hottest club. Usually reserved for the twenty-one and up crowd, tonight it was closed down just for me! Thats because I got it like that. Just ask any one of the fifteen-hundred people crowded into The Mansion to celebrate my birthday. Forget Sweet Sixteen, my Sweet Seventeen party was one for the history books. MTV was here lming, my reality show Miami Divas was taping our season nale, and the deejay had the crowd on their feet, leading them with the chant that everyone was singing. Aint no party like a Maya Morgan party, cuz a Maya Morgan party dont stop! If I wasnt on top of the world before, I was denitely on it now. I stood in the VIP box overlooking the dance oor, waving my hands back and forth with the music. My swag was in full force. I was rocking an emerald green Valentino lace tank

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dress, some ve-inch gold Giuseppe Zanotti peep toe pumps and enough jewelry to feed a small village in China. Id gotten highlights in my jet black, long wavy hair and of course, my makeup was on point. Thats how I roll. My mom says Im extra but I say Im about that life, thats why when MTV contacted me last year about being on their show My Super Sweet Sixteen, I told them I was an extraordinary type of girl and I didnt want to do any ordinary type of show. So, I was going to wait a year and do a Sweet Seventeen party. They werent feeling me at rst, but the way the cameraman was panning the hyped up crowd, and the producer was grinning from ear to ear, I knew they were feeling me now. Girl, this party is hot! my friend, Kennedi, said as she bounced to the music. She was rocking a Versace royal blue jumpsuit and looked almost as tight as me. Almost. And you thought it wouldnt be? I laughed as I took another sip of my drink.You know how I do it. She laughed, then looked around. Wheres your little crew at? I knew it was just a matter of time. Kennedi and I have been friends since we were babies because our mothers had been college roommates. But she lived in Orlando now, so we didnt get to hang as much. For some reason, she didnt cut for my new friends, especially the ones from my reality show Miami Divas. The show starred me and four of my classmates from our private school, Miami High. Dont get it twisted; we werent your ordinary high school students. If you looked up fab in the dictionary, it would have our picture right next to it. Shoot, Kimora Lee Simmons named her companyFabulositydirectly after me. (Well, thats my story anyway.) But when you had more money in your purse than most people

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made in a year, you had no choice but to be fab. And me and my crew were all that and a bag of jalapeo chips. There was my BFF, Sheridan Matthews. Her mom is worldrenowned singer Glenda Matthews. Then, Shay Turner, who can best be described as my frenemy because shes so ghettofabulous (and I dont do ghetto) that we clash like oil and water. But her dad, Jalen Turner, is like the biggest basketball player in the country, so she was rolling in dough. The other crew members included Evian Javid, who had more money than all of us combined because her dad is this Middle Eastern billionaire; Bali Fernandez, who I just adore because he is so over-the-top and doesnt care who knows itincluding his uptight daddy who is some kind of Cuban diplomat. And then meyou ever heard of the Morgan Hotel chain? Thats right, Im that Morgan. Dont hate. Although if you did, Id be used to it. Im a ve-foot-nine, caramel coated princess. When you put us all together, you had fabulousity at its nest. I dont know if Kennedi just didnt like the crew or if she was jealous that Sheridan had taken her spot (thats what she always said). So she didnt like the others, but she despised Sheridan. And the feeling was mutual. Theyre in the back doing some interviews, I nally said, answering her. She turned up her nose.This is about you. Why are they doing interviews? I smiled. Chill, Kennedi. Its all good. My party is going to be part of the season nale. I thought this was supposed to just be for MTV. They worked out something. I shrugged. I left all those kinds of details to my dad and our attorney. She nally laughed. Only you would be able to get MTV to change their whole programming lineup. Hey, hey, hey! my girl Lauren sang as she approached

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us. Even though the club was dark, I could tell by the way she was slurring her words that she was high as a kite. Back in the day, me, Kennedi and Lauren were inseparable. But her parents had shipped her off to boarding school and shed turned into a druggie. Since I dont do druggies, wed drifted apart. Still, I knew shed be too through if I didnt invite her to the party, so Id let her come, but Id told her to leave all that drug mess alone. Obviously, she didnt listen. Whats up, girl? I said, shaking my head at her. She was too pretty to be messing herself up like that. She looked like a younger version of Jada Pinkett Smith and couldve been a model or an actress. But now, she stayed too high to do much of anything.Glad you could make it. Sorry I was late. I was ummm, ah . . . She started giggling. Yeah, we know what you were doing, Kennedi snapped. Wed both tried talking to Lauren, but any progress we made with her was lost when she went back to school. I turned my attention back to the crowd that was now jamming to a TI song. Lauren wasnt about to put a damper on my party. Wheres your boo? Lauren asked, looking around the VIP section, which held only about twenty people: my executive producer from Miami Divas, Tamara Collins, who also happened to be an old family friend; some MTV executives; my other friends from school, Chenoa, Chastity, and Ava; and a couple of my other close friends. I smiled as my eyes made their way across the crowded dance oor to my baby, my rst love, Bryce Logan. The denition of ne, Bryce had it going onfrom his hazel brown eyes to his curly brown hairhe looked like he could be Chris Browns younger (and much cuter) brother. Bryces dad played for the Miami Dolphins, and it was his dream to do

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the same and he was denitely on his way as the star running back at Miami High. My boo is over there talking to his friends. I cant wait to see what he got me for my birthday. Probably a new BMW, Kennedi joked. All I want to know is how can I nd me a ballers son? Lauren said. Try saying crack is whack and you might be able to, Kennedi replied. Lauren looked insulted.I dont do crack. Oh, sorry. Kennedi shrugged and rolled her eyes. Ecstasy, dope? I nally decided to step in.Hey, you two dont start. This is all about me today. Kennedi laughed and bumped me, almost making me spill my drink.Girl, when is it not all about you? Before I could answer, Sheridan bounced into the VIP area. Hey, Maya, she said. Come on, the producers are waiting on you. Kennedi cut her eyes.Is Maya the only one you see? Sheridan stopped, looked at her, looked around, then turned to Kennedi and said, Yep. She took my hand and tried to lead me off.Come on, girl. I could see Kennedi about to get worked up. Chill, I mumbled. The last thing I wanted was any drama at my party. Ill be right back. Go get a drink. You know my mom is watching the punch like a hawk but I think Carl and his crew have some of the good stuff in the back. I could tell the way Kennedis nostrils were aring that she wanted to say something else. But she let it slide. Good stuff? Im coming with you, Lauren threw in. I dont know how you can keep being friends with them, Sheridan said as we headed to the back. I stopped to face her. Okay, Im going to tell you like I

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told them. Today is all about me. Im not trying to do the drama, ya feel me? Fine, ne, ne, Sheridan said as she draped her arm through mine and giggled.Girl, this party is sooo tight! I was glad she let it drop as we walked into the back room where they were shooting some scenes from the season nale of Miami Divas. The show had done well in our rst year on the air. Wed been one of the TV stations highest rated shows. If it isnt the fabulous Maya Morgan, Bali said as I walked over to where he and the others stood in a small circle waiting on direction from the producer. Bali was the amboyant one of the group and today was no exception. He was Versaced downfrom the silk shirt to the skinny jeans. And his Loubutoins were badder than mine. You know Im sick over the shoes, I told him as we airkissed. He stuck his foot out and wiggled it.Eat your heart out, honey. One of a kind. He leaned in closer.But, missy, I need to talk to you about your guest list. What are you talking about? Ummm, yeah, the two Pillsbury Dough girls that have been following me around the party. I laughed. I knew exactly who he was talking about.You mean Nina and Tina. Nina and Tina, Bina and Kina, whatever. Their names need to be Krispy and Kreme because they look like some uffy glazed donuts. Boy, stop, I laughed. Unh-unh. Just a hot mess. He shook his head in disgust. Believe me, if I couldve left them off, I would have. But theyre my cousins. Ugh, dont tell anyone else that, Evian added. Yeah, you need to get your fam off the buffet table, Shay threw in.

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I laughed. Leave it to my crew. You couldnt even tell just 24 hours ago, we were arguing like crazy because they didnt like the idea of lming the season nale at my party because as Shay said,This show aint about her. But as we always did, wed worked through our differences. Thats because we were a team, in this thing together. And I wouldnt have it any other way!