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Now that the grown folks aren't around — save Kingston's bodyguard — the teenage crew is dancing and laughing as Miami rapper Flo Rida and his Carol City Cartel are onstage. Flo Rida is opening the show, and his hit "Low" has an audience of predominantly white kids dropping down and gyrating like they're in a nightclub. At one moment, Flo Rida takes off his shirt, revealing rock-hard abs and a physique that looks like it was sculpted in prison. The women in the audience swoon, but with his pants hanging off his ass, his underwear showing, and his shirt off, he looks juvenile. Several artists backstage are watching the performance on television. With emo-rock group Plain White T's behind him and punk-pop outfit Good Charlotte off to his left, the businessman in Kingston surfaces. "Man, you don't get no sponsors looking like that," Kingston says. "I like Flo Rida, but that look is kinda tacky."

Soon, Rick Ross is on the microphone, and his thuggy-bear voice has all the 305 hip-hop lovers cheering and most of the younger MTV fans in the building looking perplexed.

Kingston doesn't have this problem when he performs, because his style is part ragga, part Nickelodeon, yet mature enough to make grown folks of any ethnicity want to dance. It's not easy to blend hip-hop and reggae without it feeling forced or gimmicky at the pop level, but Kingston's sound seems to be second-nature. It's a good deal of what makes him so marketable and why, as a debut artist after only eight months, his album is approaching gold status (which is admirable in this down era for the music industry). His ringtone sales are already platinum.

When it's Kingston's time to perform, all four members of his stage crew plus his road manager, Steve Lobel, gather for a brief prayer and then get to work. DJ Kelo cues up the music, and Kingston runs onstage in front of 15,000 screaming South Floridians and starts singing his second hit single, "Me Love," which is full of Caribbean flair and pop-crossover appeal. As far as the eye can see, the crowd mouths every word of it.

Despite the fact that it's an arena show, the sound is next to perfect, and Kingston's vibrancy and energy are infectious. The crowd of mostly tweens and teens is responding twice as loud as it did for previous performers. Next, Kingston jumps into "Dry Your Eyes," a song he wrote for Turner while she was incarcerated. He tells the crowd his mother is in the building and dedicates the track to her. Soon the chorus starts, and Kingston is singing:

Mommy, just dry your eyes; mommy, don't you cry,

I know we've been through hard times and the struggles,

And I just wanna tell you I love you ...

I got a little money, feelin' kinda blue

'Cause it's looking like you doing 10 to 20 ...

Some day I'm gonna buy you Miami,

So when I win my Grammy

You coming, 'cause I do this for my family.

Turner stands to the left of the stage, crying, as thousands of fans help him sing the song. He's bouncing all over, crooning with raw emotion. It's a powerful moment, marred only by the fact that the sweatshirt his stylist picked for him is too short.

Kingston spends his entire 20-minute set with his underwear showing.

After the performance, everyone in his family seems elated to have finally seen for themselves what all the fuss is about. When Kingston sang his signature "Beautiful Girls" just minutes earlier, the house lights were up, the crowd was on its feet, and the teenager looked like a seasoned pro.

Back in the dressing room, compliments are coming in droves. Kingston is shifting in and out of patois, depending on whom he's talking to, and laughing with friends. As he sits, he takes off a sparkling chain and hands it to a family member for safekeeping. It's a huge, 64-carat, multicolored diamond pendant in the shape of a Crayola crayon set. Two weeks earlier, he performed on Live with Regis and Kelly. After Regis Philbin asked him in a joking fashion how much his necklace cost, Kingston, showing his age, shouted, "$150,000."

When it's time for Kingston to greet his fans again, to sign CDs at a merchandise table, it's difficult not to notice that every moment of his time is accounted for by someone from Epic Records. He dons his massive chain and turns to head out the door, but apparently he's not moving fast enough for a few label reps. "Sean, come on!" someone yells, and without pausing, he retorts, "I'm coming, shit!" It's the first profanity he's uttered all day.

From the moment Kingston steps off the elevator for the CD signing, flanked by security, teenage girls scream his name, swept up in hysteria worthy of the Beatles circa 1965. His handlers rush him to a table as fans try to reach him, touch him, grab him: "I love you, Sean!" "Sean, I love you!"

Kingston makes sure his mother is seated right beside him as he spends the next 15 minutes writing his name. Girls in line snap his picture. The bolder ones flirt.

One girl, about 13, looks at Turner. "Are you Sean's mom?" she asks.

"Yes," Turner says, smiling.

"I love you for making him," another fan says. "Good egg!"

As Turner laughs, a fan is mouthing, "I love you, Sean, I love you."

For Kingston, this is life six nights a week. For Turner, this is unbelievable.

At six-foot-three and at least 260 pounds, with mahogany-dark skin, Sean Kingston looks more like late rapper Notorious B.I.G. than any prefab American teen idol. Kingston also shares some of Biggie Smalls's charisma, Jamaican heritage, and quick, lyrical wit. Now he's in the running to portray Smalls in a planned Hollywood biopic, along with Compton rapper Guerilla Black. Kingston, who has read for the part, says he's honored to be considered. Before he got noticed for his Caribbean crooning, rappers like Biggie and Jay-Z were big influences.

"In the early days, he was a serious freestyler," says friend Raheem "Hype King" Robinson. "He loved to just rap, rap, rap. He wasn't into the reggae chanting or the singing he's doing now. It was more Jay-Z-type, the Biggie or Nas feel. He could rap about your shoes or girls or whatever you told him to, right on the spot.... It was crazy to see a little boy doing that. Even back then, everyone knew he would be a star.... It was like, damn, how old is this dude?"

At the time, he was 12.

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