“Ladies and gentleman,” Mr. Hall announced through his bullhorn. Christina hit Rihanna in the arm signaling her to stop talking.
“Get ready for the lady panthers!” He roared along with the crowd in the bleachers.
Kelly and Meagan opened the doors of the left wing of the gym while Lauren and Amber opened the doors on the right wing as soon as they stepped into the gym the lights shut off; the crowds terrified screams drowned out the noise of the cheer team running to assume their positions in the middle of the court.
“PANTHERS!” Kelly yelled. A spotlight shun on her.
“Let me hear y’all roar!” Meagan shouted and the spotlight turned into strobe lights, the cheer music began and the team started dancing. The lights made their moving bodies look unearthly.
“WOOO!” Rihanna stomped loudly as she pumped her fist in the air. Christina along with Lowlah began stomping too.
Every cheerleader followed the choreography perfectly. Lauren and Meagan, were front and center they both executed a high kick as the rest of the girls formed a pyramid. After the high kick Lauren and Meagan did three 360-spin pirouettes and then dropped into splits. Elle and Ariana threw Willow into the air, caught her and held her up by her ankles. Lauren and Meagan shot their arms up instantaneously and when Willow felt secure in Ariana and Elle’s arms she stuck her skinny arms up into the air. The crowd went ballistic.
“MOOOVE GET OUT THE WAY, GET OUT THE WAY, MOOVE!” Ludacris blasted quickly disrupting the high-pumped dub step cheer music. The cheerleaders all made sure everyone was on the ground before they got in a huddle and casually backed away. The step team came stomping through; Nicki, Breaunna, Honey, Zonnique, Lucci & Tami were wearing black crop top t-shirts, black cargo short-shorts and black high-top Nikes while the other six: Tae, Bahja, Malaya, Gia, Sarah & Miley were wearing blue crop top t-shirts, black cargo short-shorts and black high-top Nikes, which made the cheer team look juvenile in their cropped long sleeve cheer top, short cheer-tutu and white Nikes.
“We betta den the rest, you can put us to the test. When we roar we make it heard cause lady panthers rule the world.” The step team chanted in unison while the cheer team dispersed.
“How low can you goo, how low can you goo!” Another Luda song penetrated the gym speakers. The step team split up into groups with their coordinated colors. Malaya was the dancer for the blue group so she stepped out in front of everyone and started twerking. She bounced the left cheek then the right cheek, after a short pause she started bouncing both cheeks. The boys in the crowd went wild while the teachers had to avert their eyes. The blue team clapped and cheered her on but the black team Boo-d her out.
“What y’all booing for?” Gia shouted, defensively stepping to the black team. The “fight” that they had rehearsed in practice many times caught the attention of the unknowing crowd.
“That was wack!” Zonnique, a member of the black team, stepped to Gia and pointed her finger in her face.
“Oh yeah? Well let me see you do better.” Tae challenged them from her spot on the blue team.
“Oh we will.” Nicki said gently nudging Zo aside and stepping to where Malaya stood. They stared each other down until Malaya backed up.
Nicki snapped her fingers and just like that the song changed to Ciara’s Ride It.
Without a doubt Nicki beat out Malaya. Nicki was whirling her hips, lifting her legs, flipping her hair and making every boy in the gym rise.
Malaya stage-pushed Nicki out of the way and tried to take over but Nicki pushed her back. The teams pulled their representative dancers away and huddled up. The crowd still had no idea all of this was rehearsed.
“We’re black.” The black team stomped making their side of the gym tremble.
“We’re blue.” The blue team mimicked.
“We’ll put the hurt on you.” The black team clapped and hit their chest repeatedly.
“We’re bad.” The blue team jumped and made the ground quake.
“We’re tough.” The black team copied.
“We like it kinda rough.” They simultaneously spun their heads around and twirled their foot in the air behind them. The boys in the crowd started whistling.
“Estrella high, that’s the team.” Both crews stomped.
“Lady Panthers, yeah, we’re mean.” The step team pointed to the left where the Cheerleaders were entering again with their pom-poms in hand.
“We’re about to show you what to do.” The cheerleaders and the step team pointed to the left where the mascot (Leon) and the water boy, Jacob Latimore were holding up the school’s spirit banner.
“Let us introduce the crew.” Everyone on the gym floor shouted and then ran alongside the mascot and Jacob who had just arrived on the center of the court.
“Introducing the 2012 Junior Varsity Panthers!” Mr. Hall shouted and the lights shut out again, leaving a single spotlight on the gym door. One by one, the team filed in to the gym dribbling and showing out.
Justin pushed through the door and made every girl in the gym scream. He dribbled the ball between his legs did a spin move and then stood by the cheerleaders. Issa took his ball put it behind his back let it roll to the floor, picked it up and spun it on his finger. Christopher rolled the ball up and down his arm crossed it between his legs shot it straight up in the air and caught it. Trey and Craig ran up the court passing the ball to each other in cool renditions.
“Justin Bieber, Issa Thompson, Christopher Moore, Trey Young, and Craig Crippen are the starters of the Junior Varsity team, while they will be aided by, Jacob Perez, Randy Norwood and Jacob Latimore.”
Everyone politely clapped for the team as they stood along side the big white banner. When the gym fell almost silent Mr. Hall shouted threw the bullhorn again.
“Now get ready for the most anticipated team comeback of the year. Estrella high hasn’t seen a team this crazy since the freshman’s of ’07. Make some noise for the 2014 Varsity team!”
The speakers started pumping Kurtis Blow’s classic song “Basketball”, everyone in the crowd started singing along to the incomparable hook. The cheerleaders and step team, alike, started screaming and shouting as the Varsity Team ran through and broke the banner, they were sporting the full “Estrella High” basketball suits, sponsored by Adidas which Coach Rose had ordered; They all matched coordinately with their teal on white sweat bands, teal and white custom Nike Zoom Lebron 7’s and silver dog tag’s with their individual name’s engraved in them.
“First up is Michael Stevenson, a senior at Estrella and only 5’8 but that doesn’t stop him from running through and passing it through the paint, like the point guard he is.” Mr. Hall introduced Tyga. Tyga stepped out of line waved his hand did a little shoulder jig then stepped back.
“Second, we gotta give props up to Christopher Brown, also a senior but at a height of 6 foot flat he’s suited to be the Panthers small forward.” Chris stepped up with his tongue hanging out of his mouth as he hit the dougie and the cat daddy then stepped back in line.
“That’s my baby!” Rihanna screamed standing up from her position on the bleachers then sitting down remembering their current struggle.
‘I guess it was easier to love him.’ She thought.
“Next, we got the smooth Trigga Trey Neverson, a senior, standing at 5 foot 10, they call him trigga for a reason cause as soon as the ball leaves his hands you know it’s sure to be a good shot.” Trey stepped out dusted off his shoulders, flexed his muscles then stepped back in line. Keri awkwardly clapped extremely loud causing the teachers around her to give her a sideways glance.
“He’s an extremely good student.” Keri excused herself and stopped clapping.
“We got the youngin’ on the team, a junior, Daniel Diggy Simmons, hailing at a height of 5 foot 8. He’s got the best three-point accuracy you can ever wish for and with a girl like Kelly it seems like what Diggy wishes for… he gets.” Diggy ran around the team and pulled Kelly out of the huddle of Cheerleaders. She tried to pull away but he scooped her up and cradled her like a baby in his arms in front of the whole school. Kelly put her hand over her face and Diggy smiled confidently. The crowd laughed as he placed Kelly back down and she ran away. Diggy stood back in line as Tyga rolled his eyes.
“Make some noise for the big man, the center, Mister Jermaine Cole, 6 feet 3 inches tall knocking people down and dunking on heads, he’s making a name for himself as a smart senior an incredible player and an avid charity worker.” Jermaine stepped out and humbly smiled then stepped back in line.
“Then we got mini Wayne Carter, the Canada boy, Aubrey better known as Drake Graham, the shorty Romeo Miller, the mixed-boy Blake Griffin, the youngin #2 Justin Combs, the buzza-beater Kobe Bryant and the silent-killa Clifford Harris all sitting on the bench, but damn the bench is so good that every game the starting line up could look different.” The gym roared with laughter, Mr. Hall was definitely the best announcer ever. The cheerleaders grabbed the arm of their pre-chosen basketball partners.
The couples were: Lauren and Tyga, Elle and Chris, Meagan and Trey, Kelly, being held by, Diggy, Ariana and Jermaine, Draya and T.I., Amber and Drake, Rita and Wayne, Willow and Shad, then Demi and Wiz. The boys who remained were escorted alongside the step team. The performers and basketball team exited out in excitement with the song “Don’t Stop ‘Til You Get Enough” by Michael Jackson filling the gym. The crowd couldn’t resist dancing to the disco fever of the song. The song volume was lowered when the cheer team, step team and basketball team exited.
Coach Rose stood up from the Teacher section of the bleachers with a microphone in his hand and walked to the center of the court.
“Panthers first game tonight at 6 against the Compton Cobras, freshman game is free, Junior Varsity fee is two dollars and the Varsity fee is three dollars. Food, drinks and novelty items will be sold at the concession stand before you walk into the gym. I want to see all you guys there, everyone who buys a season pass will get one grade bump to whatever class they choose.” Mr. Rose announced and everyone mumbled in agreement that they would buy the season pass. He passed the mic to Ms. Knowles.
“The cheer team will be keeping the crowd involved so even y’all girls who think sports are boring will have some fun at every game!” Ms. Knowles persuaded the snobby girls in the gym.
“And the step team,” Tanisha said as she yanked the microphone out of Ms. Knowles hands, “will be doing that and so much more, give your music requests to any girl on the step team and we’ll send it up to our sound mixers, Safaree Samuels and August Alsina before every game.” She smiled and gave Ms. Knowles the mic.
“So I want to see you guys tonight at 6, invite all your friends anyone can come just fill out those bleachers.” Ms. Knowles said and passed the microphone to Coach Rose who finished off the pep rally.
“Go Panthers!” He shouted and the whole gym repeated it. Everyone stayed in the gym for the remainder of second period listening to music, talking and having a fun time.
Break (After Second Period)
Lauren, Nicki and Rihanna strutted across the courtyard to the table they frequently sat at. They all seemed to be thinking about other things as they took a seat and didn’t speak.
“Well yeah, I am like three years older than you.” They heard Drake nearing. Nicki looked up and watched as her man entertained Cy-Anne’s sophomore’s courtsey.
“So, we all know age is just a number. It’s all about what’s in here and here.” She said pointing at her heart and head. He nodded.
“That is true, but when niggas start thinking with what’s down here,” he stopped walking to point at the member below his waist, “that’s when age isn’t just a number because jail isn’t just room.” He joked making Cy laugh loud and forcefully. He chuckled as he made it to the table.
“Hey baby.” Nicki greeted him as he walked over and sat next to her. Giving her a kiss on the lips. Cy politely waited for them to stop and smiled at both of them.
“I’ll see you at the game tonight.”
“Oh, you’re coming? Great, I’ll see you.” He waved her away. She turned around and awkwardly scurried off before tripping over her own feet at the last step of the courtyard’s cement steps.
“Cy, are you okay?!” Drake stood up and paced over quickly watching her push herself off the ground and picking up her binder.
“I’m good, I’m good.” She turned around quickly and limped to the nearest bathroom. He shook his head and exhaled sharply.
“Kids.” He said in a paternal tone. Nicki looked at him with scrunched eyebrows.
“Kids? What do you know about kids?”
“I know I want seven of them.” He admitted placing his nose between her jaw line and shoulder.
“Seven? I was thinking more like two.” Nicki countered. He raised his eyebrows.
“Nah, that’s not gonna work for me.” He stubbornly responded.
Lauren laughed at their contradicting future dreams.
“Boys always want more kids than the girls do because they don’t know about the pain of carrying a kid for nine months.” Lauren added.
“Mhm,” Nicki nodded her head agreeing strongly with Lauren’s comment.
“Well if we could trade places with you guys we would. I bet we could handle the pain and not whine as much as you girls do.” Tyga teased as he walked up behind Lauren and inserted himself in the conversation.
“Mhm,” Drake mocked Nicki. Tyga sat down next to Lauren and gave dap to Drake across the table.
“You guys don’t know anything about how that feels to have something growing out of your stomach and needing to push it out feels like hell.”
“I bet it feels like pushing out a really big piece of shit after being constipated for a few days.”
“Ew! Can you not?!” Lauren shrieked pushing him in his chest. Everyone at the table laughed. Except for Rihanna who was by herself on her side of the table with her chin on her palm.
“Rih, I need to go to the bathroom can you come with me?” Nicki stood up and grabbed her best friends hand.
“Oh, I need to go to.” Lauren stood up and ran over toward them.
Tyga and Drake were cordial since the incident in the weight room a few days ago but they weren’t friends on any level nor were they ready to associate without reason. Without a word Drake stood up to go find his friends.
Chris inserted a dollar in the chips machine and punched in his combination of three numbers and letters. As he awaited his Doritos, a familiar face made her way toward him.
“Hey stranger.” She greeted him with a sly smile. His lips fell into a hard line as he nodded his head at her. Before he could bend down and grab his chips she bent over, ass in the air and reached in for them herself.
“There you go. I wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself before your game tonight.” She bit her bottom lip and got closer to him. He tensed up and took the bag from her hands.
“Thank you Karrueche.” He said and tried to walk around her. But she grabbed his ass and made him turn around to her again.
“Don’t do that shit, Kae.” He instructed her. She giggled and wrinkled her nose up in the cutest way. It didn’t phase him, he narrowed his eyes at her and waited for her next antic.
“Chris, don’t you miss my hands… How they used to touch you…” She said placing her petite hands on his chest and tracing down his abs. He grabbed her wrist and forcefullly placed it at her side.
“You never touched me like that because we never did anything. I don’t fuck with you for a reason, all you want to do cause trouble. I love Rihanna and you couldn’t handle that so you ran around saying I cheated on her with you but we didn’t do shit Kae, you got people thinking we did.”
“I never told anybody that. How Rihanna found out about me is a mystery to me too. Shit, if I knew I probably would’ve avoided an ass whooping.”
“Ass whooping? From who?” Chris asked unknowingly. Karrueche opened her mouth as if she was about to say something until she noticed someone approaching from over his shoulder. She gasped and quickly hid behind the vending machine out of sight of the oncoming person.
“What the fuck…” Chris mumbled before turning around and seeing Rihanna, Lauren and Nicki approach him.
“Hey Chris.” Nicki and Lauren seemed to say in unison before turning toward the vending machine and placing a dollar in it before fiddling with the keypad.
“What’s up?” Rihanna said walking toward the tree further away from the vending machines. Chris followed assuming she wanted him to.
“You look beautiful today.” Chris complimented her as she leaned against the old bark tree.
“Aw, I tried for you today. I had a realization actually, that’s why I wanted to talk to you, uh… after they said your name during the pep rally and you started dancing… I remembered how funny you were and I… I feel like a little bitch right now saying this.” She said making Chris laugh.
“You miss me?” He asked although it sounded like a statement. She pushed him in the chest with her finger before putting that same finger in his face.
“I won’t be on that lovey-dovey shit if that’s what you’re thinking but I just… Think we should start kicking it again. The way you handled yourself last night meant alot to me.” She confessed. He smiled big showing off his dimples.
“Alright, I’ll pick you up after school right before the game. We can get a bite to eat. Sounds cool?”
“Definitely, I’ll be ready.” She winked at him. As she walked back towards her girls he watched her saunter away. He leaned against the tree and opened up his bag of chips. He was on his way to getting his woman back. From the corner of his eye he watched Karrueche approach him. He rolled his eyes.
“What do you want Karrueche?”
“I wanna talk. I miss talking to you, just as a friend.”
“Did you see who I was just talking to? That beautiful girl? She’s the only girl I want to be talking to right now. I’m sorry, we did have a little thang but there’s nothing I want from you anymore. If you need closure I understand but trying to talk to me again isn’t closure it would just be another mistake.” He said and walked away.
“Chris, wait!” Kae called after him but he didn’t stop. She decided not to follow him. Maybe it really was over, all of it.
The sideline never seems to win.
Before she knew it the bell rang and it was time for third period.
I haven’t written in so long, you guys deserve way more than just one post from your favorite fan fiction! :)
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Echoplex Girl’s Bathroom
With a big sigh, Ashley shook her head.
“It’s fine, I’m just gonna go home.” Ashley threw her bag over her shoulder and rushed out of the bathroom leaving Miley, Lucci and Paula startled to death curious as to what had happened before they stepped in.
“Do you guys know her?” Miley asked pointing at the two girls. Paula shrugged and looked to Lucci. She was snapping her fingers as if to try and remember her name.
“Ah, I saw her with that dread head at the pool party over the break. I think his name is Wade or something like that… I’m pretty sure they’re dating.” Lucci told as much as she knew.
Miley nodded and looked at her own reflection in the mirror. She ran her acrylic nails through her short hair bang and tousled it a bit. She pulled up her snakeskin bandeau and scantily clad high waist daisy duke shorts before pulling red lipstick out of her clutch and reapplying it while Paula finger combed her hair and Lucci pushed up her boobs.
“I’m going to find out who her boyfriend is and get to the bottom of this. I can’t believe someone did that to her and just left her lying on the ground like that.” Miley shook her head. So disgusted with the scene.
“What does her boyfriend have to do with it?” Lucci asked confused as to why Miley was jumping to conclusions of domestic abuse.
“He should be the first one to know someone beat his girlfriends ass. Plus if she couldn’t tell us she’d tell him right?” Miley said rhetorically. Lucci nodded agreeably.
Paula led them out of the bathroom and back into the hustle and bustle of Echoplex on New Years night.
Gia remained seated on August’s lap as he lounged in the VIP section of Echoplex with a few local rappers in the LA area.
“So this is your girl?” A gold-grill filled mouth uttered. Gia smiled and looked down at August waiting for his response.
“We just started kicking it.” He said licking his lips and placing a hand further up her thigh. She giggled and looked over her shoulder at the rest of the people in the club. Her eyes landed on Sean’s as he coolly made his way to the red-roped off section of the club.
“What’s up G?” Sean greeted Gia over the rope before the bouncer stood between him and the VIP section.
“He’s cool.” She announced gesturing for the bouncer to let him through. The bouncer lifted the rope and let him in. He awkwardly hugged Gia before taking a seat by August and giving him dap.
What’s up bro?” August asked feeling like Sean’s presence added awkwardness to the air. Sean shrugged.
“I just been on the same old grind, expanding my routes and getting this paper.”
“I respect that hustilin’ shit bro. Do what you have to do.”
“Are you in that business too?” Gia asked August placing a hand on his cheek making Sean scowl at the fact that his lover-and-friend was touching another man.
“Nah, I mix and DJ for a few the clubs around here. I’m actually spinning for this joint next weekend.” He explained. Gia smiled widely.
“Nice, that sounds like a dope job. Plus, that’s something you can actually put in your income tax report.” She bragged for him. He laughed at her quirkiness and caught the look on Sean’s face.
“Do you and Gia have history or something?” August asked after half a second of observing Sean’s facial expression. Gia quickly shook her head in protest before Sean could say a word.
“No we’re just friends. Never dated or anything.” Gia shared and cut her eyes at Sean to see if he’d add anything.
“Right.” He agreed. He stood up and gave all of the guys in the section dap before leaving the section.
“I got this bitch waiting for me at the bar. I know I’m fucking tonight.” Sean gloated making the boys laugh and holler. Gia closed her eyes and sighed.
‘How could boys be so dumb?’ She thought to herself. She obviously wasn’t over him that fast but he had no idea and bragging about planning to fuck another girl right in front of her was a low blow.
Sean exited the section and escaped into the sea of teens dancing on the floor.
“You thirsty?” August asked aking Gia turn her head and look at him in disgust.
“Me? Thirsty? Not for that nigga… Or any nigga at all for that matter. Gia and thirsty don’t even belong in the same sentence.” She spoke of herself in third person. August laughed at her misunderstanding.
“I was askin’ if you wanted a drink lil’ lady. no need to pop off.” He smiled at her as she realized how dumb she must’ve made herself look just then. She chuckled trying to play it off.
“Oh… No, I just feel like dancing though.” She hopped off his lap and dragged him, by his arm, to the dance floor. They bobbed and weaved through people as she kept her eye out for Sean.
When she spotted him he was getting grinded on by a girl with an ass so big she could put J-Lo to shame. Gia strutted across from him and August followed right behind. She turned around to face August and whispered something in his ear.
“Can you handle it if I throw it back?”
“Hell yeah.” He smirked placing his hands on her lower back. She smiled at the touch.
“I’ma grind on it too.” She warned him as she waited for the song to change. He nodded his head like a giddy toddler at an amusement park.
“You better give me all you got girl.” He licked his lips and turned his snapback backwards, preparing for what was in store. As the DJ scratched the records and a familiar chopped-hip hop beat bumped underneath the previous song, Gia turned around facing Sean and his thick girl.
The unknown girl stared Gia down as if to engage in war. Gia looked her up and down and giggle, that bitch ain’t have nothing on Gia.
“toot that thang up mommy make it roll,” Huey blasted through the clubs surround sound and Gia did as the song instructed. She leaned forward tooting her ass up and then making her hips roll. Quickly gathering attention and making the onlookers holler.
Sean’s girl hit a squat and started popping her ass on him giving Gia the stare of death the whole time.
The crowd swayed some of their attention to Sean’s girl as she flailed her arms up and down. Gia was not about to be out shined. She started to twerk on August as well, using the technique of one cheek at a time before going full out with both and throwing her hair. The crowd once again clapped for Gia and shouted in excitement.
Sean’s girl decided it was time to fight. She bent over and started shaking her ass on him not before long she dropped to her knees and rolled her hips around as if she was on her man. Gia flipped her hair over her shoulder and turned to face August she slithered her body up and down making sure he felt every body roll up against his crotch. She lifted her leg and August didn’t hesitate to grab it she banged against him to the beat; after four pumps she gestured for him to let go and she fell into a split.
“OH!” Everyone shouted in unison. Boys were tempted to pull out dollar bills and throw it at Gia as she bounced up and down in her split. August admired his crush with the bite of his bottom lip.
She was going home with him tonight.
Sean’s thick girl began to stalk over with anger, “Because you’re not cuter than me you over here bussin’ it wide open to steal the attention!” She shouted over the music causing a few passersby to avert their eyes to the oncoming brawl. Gia stood up with help from August and gave the girl one look before turning around.
“Bitch don’t act like I wasn’t talking to you!” She shouted. Gia stopped and whipped back around.
“I ain’t no bitch and you don’t know me. Yo, Sean control your hoes!” Gia shouted toward him as he came over and wrapped his arms around the girls waist.
“Tahiry calm down!” Sean shouted into the girls ear.
“Yeah, Tahiry, calm the fuck down!” Gia repeated, committing the girls name to memory. She looked at Sean and grinned, it was obvious he was trying to make Gia jealous but Tahiry was jealous of little ol’ Gia.
“Come on, it’s getting crowded over here.” Gia said before leading August toward the bar.
“Damn Gia, I didn’t know you had moves like that.” August said licking his lips. She tried hard not to blush.
“I have more moves but I chose not to do those in public.” Gia winked. August was too riled up with so many people around, he needed a more intimate place. He wanted to go somewhere alone and quiet with Gia.
“You wouldn’t mind getting a bite to eat right? I’m hungry for something they don’t serve here.” August suggested sliding his hand over to Gia’s. She looked over her shoulder at the dancefloor. She had no sight of Sean or Tahiry. She took a deep breath and made a quick decision.
“Sure.” She smiled. He stood up and leaned into her ear.
“I’m gonna go say bye to my niggas real quick then we’ll go.” He assured her before turning toward the VIP section to alert his friends. She let her acrylic nails hit the bar counter one at a time making a constant rhythm as she waited with her chin in her palm. She was ecstatic that she beat Sean’s wanna-be replacement Gia at an impromptu dance battle but the fact that she and Sean couldn’t just be together still pulled at her heart and made her sick.
Maybe it was time to forget and start something new with August.
“Alright, you ready?” August asked gleaming his smile at her. She turned the corners of her lips upward and nodded.
“Definitely.” She said wrapping her arm around his as he guided her to the exit.
Lauren kept her eyes out for Tyga while Nicki was at the bar. He hadn’t been able to meet back up with either of the girls since the beginning of the night.
“You’re Evan right?” Nicki asked as the bartender approached her. He smiled charmingly and leaned over the counter.
“Yes I am and what might your name be, beautiful?” He asked flirtatiously looking her up and down. Her fake smile turned into pursed lips.
“I need to speak to you.” She said with eyes that let him know she was serious. Evan backed off the counter and pulled a glass from behind him and began cleaning it out.
“What exactly do you need to speak to me about?” He smirked unaware of how serious she really was.
“Let me back there and I’ll let you know.” She offered. He looked around and popped open the small door between the club and bar. Nicki strutted her way through closing the door behind her.
Lauren continued to stand at her post between the VIP area when K. Michelle sashayed over to the roped off VIP section.
“Excuse you.” K. spat rudely at Lauren. She stared at Lauren blankly as Lauren giggled.
“Girl why you playing, you ain’t getting into VIP.” Lauren teased her jokingly.
“You gon’ get out my way right now.” K said defending herself. She didn’t find Lauren funny at all, she was seconds away from punching the girl in the face actually.
“I tried to warn you.” Lauren shrugged and slid out of her way. She gave Lauren one more look up and down before throwing her short red bob over her shoulder and going into the VIP section to sit next to her boo, Blake Griffin.
“I swear if that girl says one more thing to me I’m stabbing her in her god damn throat.”
“What’d she say to you?” Blake asked concerned as he placed his hand on her cheek to calm her down.
“She just a boogie ass bitch. She been saying little slick shit to me since sophomore year and every class I have her in I gotta bite my tongue and stop myself from slapping her in her little light skin face.” K rolled her eyes. Blake placed his hand on the back of her neck and gave it a slight squeeze.
“Why do you always let these girls get to you? I’ll be here if you have to fight her but I don’t want you too if there’s another way.”
“Thanks baby, but that bitch gon’ get it if she say one more thing believe that.” She said before Blake pulled her into a kiss and wrapped his free arm around her waist.
Tyga and Chris stood at the back of the club against the wall with red cups in one hand and their cell phone in the other. Every now and then girls would approach them and ask for a dance but politely they turned them down.
“Bro, I think I’m about to go. It’s getting lame in here.” Chris complained before giving Tyga dap. Really he was just tired of getting the cold shoulder from Rih.
“Alright bro. Gym tomorrow?” He suggested holding his grasp. Chris nodded.
“Yeah, I’ll hit you up before I gotta go to work.” Chris assured Ty while making his way to the exit. Tyga looked over the heads of the clubgoers trying to find his girl, Lauren and to his content he spotted her by the VIP section. He slipped his iPhone into his pocket and slid through the crowd in pursuit of Lauren. He was tired of her dodging him all night, at this point all he wanted was to go home.
“Lauren!” He called out to her over the music. She turned her head to face him but then back toward the bar because she was expecting for Nicki to be out by now.
“Yes baby?” She asked trying to play it cool. Tyga narrowed his eyes at her as he approached.
It was obvious to him that she was acting weird.
“Can we go? I’m getting tired of this place.” Tyga said honestly. Lauren swallowed hard and looked over at the bar again. Nicki and Evan were both out of sight.
“Uh, yes we can go.” She decided.
Less trouble with Tyga the better for everyone.
“Alright, you not forgetting nothing right?” He asked as they made their way toward the exit. Lauren latched onto his arm and squeezed a bit tight.
“I’m all good.”
Mehgan strutted through with a flute glass filled to the rim upon seeing Lauren she smiled widely.
“Baby!” She called out to her friend. Lauren quickly embraced her while slipping her hand into Tyga’s.
“Hey love, I haven’t seen you all night. What you been up to?” Lauren asked quickly knowing Tyga would soon grow impatient.
“I been talking to some of these Compton niggas, I never knew they were so cute.”
“Girl who you tellin’? That’s where my man’s from.” Lauren bragged before looking over at him. He smiled faintly.
“I’m about to get me a Compton man.” Mehgan winked before walking away to tend to a group of men at the bar. Lauren smiled and watched her fun friend strut away with confidence.
Lauren sighed, she wanted to go back to the fun times between Tyga and her. That was going to start as soon as possible! Once Nicki shared her thoughts on the situation with Evan and Tristan it was going to be time to come [kind of] clean to Ty and they’d go back to being the fun-loving couple they were once upon a time.
“Hey where’s Lauren?” Nicki asked as she emerged from behind the bar counter. Drake was at the bar talking to Rita and unaware that his girlfriend was talking to him.
“Aubrey.” She said through clenched teeth. He turned around abruptly and smiled up at her.
“Oh hey babe, I was looking for you earlier.” Drake said standing up. Nicki looked over his shoulder at Rita who sat on the bar stool and pretended to focus on the black straw in her glass.
“Oh and I see you found your friend… Hi there.” Nicki said dryly as she stared Rita down. The blonde girl stood up and stuck her hand out.
“Hi my name is Rita, it’s great to meet you. I think you’re gorgeous and Drizzy hasn’t said anything below great things about you. He talks about you all the time… More than he talks about himself even.” She said enthusiastically.
Something about the way she said those things made Nicki feel like something was a lie. She put on her brightest fake smile shook the girls hand and took Drake to the opposite side of the club near the restroom.
“Don’t make a fool out of me Aubrey. I wasn’t raised to sit around and look like a fool while my boyfriend runs around with some other bitch in a club.” Nicki clenched her jaw and stared Drake down. A sense of frustration built up in her as he smiled and grabbed her hands.
“Nicki, a fool is what you will never be. I was only sitting at the bar because I was waiting for you. That girl over there, she just passes the time. How could you ever think she compares to you?” Drake explained. Nicki closed her eyes and nodded. She just needed to trust her man, if he says it isn’t anything to worry about then it isn’t.
“Alright, alright… I’m… I’m sorry.” She stuttered feeling like a maniac.
“It’s okay, you don’t have to be sorry just… Chill Nick. It’s almost like you want me to cheat on you so you have something to be mad about, I’ve been trying to be with you since middle school. I love you, I’m not going to fuck that up.” He kissed her forehead and looked down at her with the ends of his lips curved upwards.
“I… I guess I was just overreacting.” Nicki admitted while twiddling her thumbs.
“Do you wanna go? It’s gotta be at least two in the morning by now.” He said before checking his phone. Nicki nodded and followed her man out of the club exit. As she casually looked around it seemed like everyone else had left as well.
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Lauren sat on the bleachers with Meagan and Kelly as they watched the new tryout girls stand in a single file line. Ms. Knowles was behind them enjoying her breakfast sandwich she picked up from McDonalds before arriving at the school on their day off.
The Cheer captain, Kelly, had her clipboard on her lap while Meagan and Lauren called out the girls names.
Elease was conversing with a new “friend” Jenn while she waited for her name to be called.
“Don’t you think that girl over there looks like a horse?” Elease said pointing in Ashley and Camilla’s general direction.
“Who? The taller one?” Jen asked, Elease nodded quickly, “Actually she’s really pretty.” Jenn said to Elease’s dismay.
“No, no not Ashley. I said the taller one.” Elease said trying to avoid saying her name.
“She is pretty.” Rita butted-in truthfully.
“Shit, well in Orange County and Britain I guess pretty means ugly.” Elease said stretching out her quadriceps and putting her head down staring at her Nike SIdeline II cheer shoes.
“Okay ladies, I will be supervising these tryouts so nobody is sent away unfairly.” Ms. Knowles picked up the microphone said cutting her eyes at Lauren before continuing.
“So if you can do a standing back tuck, standing or round off backhandspring step forward.” Half the girls stepped forward confidently.
“Now the rest of y’all… Bye!” She shouted with a heavy attitude.
“If you’ve ever been in a stunt group, as a base, flyer, backspot or front spot step forward.” Ms. Knowles added. The only people who stepped forward were Camilla, Ashley, Paula, Jenn and Elease.
“Now all you other rejects excuse yourself from my gym and Kelly could you please test these girls on their dancing skills.” Kelly nodded and waltzed over to them.
“HI KELLY!” Elease nearly screamed. Kelly smiled at her politely before stepping to the opposite end of the line by Camilla.
“Oh girl I love your spirit.” Ms. Knowles said happily to Elease. Quickly she thanked her.
“Now I’m going to do a routine with two eight counts three times and on my third time you have to follow me. Meagan and Lauren will evaluate your performance.” She said pointing to them as the pregnant teacher texted away.
“You ready Kellz?” August asked from the sound booth above startling a few of the girls who didn’t know he was there.
“Yes sir!” She yelled back up at him and assumed opening position with her arms at her sides.
“My back is aching, my bra too tight, my booty shaking from left to right.” Kelly did the routine twice effortlessly to Ciara’s Got Me Good.
“Now join in!” she shouted as she started the third time. They all tried their hardest and surprisingly kept up with Kelly some definitely better than others. Meagan and Lauren took serious mental notes as the girls finished out of breath. Lauren quickly whispered a few points she had in Meagan’s ear and she nodded in agreement.
“Wait, one second while I consult with them.” Kelly excused herself. All the captains went into a huddle along with Ms. Knowles and whispered their thoughts about each of the girls.
“You girls can take a water break!” Lauren informed them. Quickly they sprinted toward the nearest water fountain.
“They all did decent for a rountine that they had to see and mock. Camilla was really good though.” Lauren said truthfully. Meagan rolled her eyes, she didn’t agree with Lauren’s favoritism. Lauren gave her a stank look but didn’t carry the attitude any further, they had a job to do the catty bullshit could wait until after practice.
“Ugh, I don’t like her though she’s going to cause problems, trust me! That stripper chick was the best.” Meagan said mentioning Jenn quietly. Lauren had to bite her tongue before she said something slick.
“Oh yes, her and the short one was killing it but with a little practice the other girls can be just as good.” Kelly added describing Paula.
“So they all made it?” Lauren asked for reassurance. Meagan reluctantly nodded as she looked at Lauren.
“Then it’s settled. Five new girls it is.” Coach Knowles announced to the huddle. Suddenly, something jogged back into Meagan mind.
“Wait, Coach, didnt you say only 3 spots were open?” Meagan said to Ms. Knowles.
“I’m the owner of this team and if I want five new girls, I will have five new girls!” Ms. Knowles screamed. Meagan didn’t pay her no mind because she knew it was the pregnacy hormones making her spazz out.
“Alright everyone, come back over here!” Kelly called them over. All five girls were already smiling because they overheard Ms. Knowles.
“So I guess you heard, you’ve all made the final cut and you are now officially apart of the Panthers cheer team.”
All five girls clapped and screamed as if they just one the lottery. Kelly opened her arms for a group hug and they walked into it with no issues, the happiness numbed Camilla and Elease from realizing the had interlocked arms in the hug.
“Coach is going to take you girls to the office to get fitted into the uniforms. After that, you’ll report back here to learn some cheers for the first game because unfortunately, the Pep Rally is tomorrow and there’s no way we can teach you the dance and form another stunt group in time but you will cheer at the game tomorrow night, don’t be nervous we wont look a hot mess. Coach will give you the basketball and practice schedule as well.” Kelly informed them while Lauren and Meagan helped Coach carry herself and stuff off the bleachers. She always acted extra pregnant whenever it was convenient for her.
Kelly sat back on the bleachers and waited for her co-captains to arrive back. The rest of the team along with the step team would be in the gym any minute to begin the final steps in perfecting their joint pep rally performance.
Erica Mena’s house
Erica had finally finished straightening her last row of Virgin Brazilian weave when Draya knocked on her front door. She quickly threw her hair over her shoulder and rushed down the stairs in her bathrobe, her outfit was already on underneath, to let her bestfriend in.
T.I. was accompanying his lady tonight and they were both already styled out from head to toe. They sported matching Louis Vuitton kicks, she had the classic red peep toe heels and he had the Don red sneakers, a tight black mesh dress with studs around the neck, the dress seemed to silhouette her curvaceous body, T.I. was decked out in black leather pants a white t-shirt and chunky gold chains making him bling and floss like money.
Needless to say they complimented each other very nicely.
“You guy’s are trying to out do me tonight or what?” Erica asked making them laugh. They knew they looked good and that’s the way they loved it. Erica shut the door behind them and handed the remote off the coffee table and into Tip’s hands.
“Enjoy TV while I steal your woman for a minute.” Erica said grabbing Draya’s hand and dragging her up the stairs. They closed the bathroom door and Draya started setting out all the MAC and Sephora products down on the sink counter.
“Is sloppy body gonna be there?” Erica asked as she sat on the closed toilet seat waiting to get primped and pampered. Draya pulled out the blush compact and feathered brush.
“Yes Erica, she will. Try not to get in a fight or throw any drinks.” Draya teased but hoped Erica adhered to the warning. Erica grinned.
“I’m not going to do that tonight. It’s new years, I made a resolution to be a better person this year and let little shit go. Since that bitch isn’t on my radar I’m done worrying about her.” Erica claimed. Draya looked at her suspiciously.
“Something makes me not believe you Erica. You can’t become a saint in one day.”
“I didn’t say anything about being a saint honey. The only Saint I’ll ever associate myself with is Saint Laurent. You know I’ll still be the loud mouth, crazy puerto rican you love I just won’t be throwing hands… That much.” She winked. Draya shook her head.
“I should’ve known, once a ratchet bitch always a ratchet bitch.”
“Yas!” Erica shouted clapping and getting off the toilet seat to bend over and twerk a little something. Draya slapped it and stuck her tongue out as they both screamed at turned up in the bathroom.
Suddenly, Tip opened the door and stared at the girls with a confused expression.
“Don’t just watch nigga, throw some ones in this bitch!” Erica shouted throwing up the west side hand signs. Draya started dying of laughter as she gestured for Erica to sit back down so she could finish her make up before they had to leave.
Chris hopped off his motorcycle parking it at the meter in front of Echoplex. He inserted four quarters ensuring his parking spot for two hours. He took his snapback off his belt loop and put it on backwards. He straightened out his button down shirt and made sure his Gamma Blue 11’s were still in tip top shape.
As he stood on the line to get admitted to the club he saw Lauren and Tyga pull up in Ty’s brand new classic white Lamborghini Aventador. He handed his keys to valet and in turn the valet handed him a ticket. He helped Lauren out of the car and walked onto the sidewalk. Chris waved over to them and they made their way into line right next to him.
“Yo. I didn’t know your Aventador was clean like that my dude.” Chris gushed over the car as he gave Ty dap and smiled down at Lauren.
“Duh it’s clean! Didn’t you see the picture I posted on Instagram when he first got it?” She pulled her iPhone out of her clutch knowing Chris would say no. Quickly she popped open instagram and went to her profile.
“Look.” She instructed him and pointed at the picture.
“You’re a mess for that caption though.” Chris teased Lauren. She laughed.
“What can I say? I’m proud of my hustler.” She said wrapping her arm around Ty’s small waist and pulling her head to his chest. He kissed the top of her head before advancing in line.
After a minute or two they were inside. Red cups and sweaty bodies already lined every corner of the club. Chris, Ty and Lauren had to squeeze to make it to the bar.
“Hello!” Lauren shouted bringing her cell to her ear. Tyga hit the bell on the counter to call a bartender over.
“We’re at the bar!” She told the person on the other line before nodding about something and then hanging up.
Evan walked over with a towel and a glass in his hand.
“How can I help you?” He grinned as he noticed who the customer was and looking over to his right he saw Lauren.
“Can you just get us a margarita and a bay breeze.” Tyga ordered sternly. Evan nodded and turned but before he left he faced them again.
“Oh and Lauren, thanks for doing us that favor. Me and Tris really appreciate it.” He winked before going to the back to get special glasses. Ty looked over at her with scrunched up eyebrows.
“What favor are you doing those Beverly Hills niggas?” Tyga asked his girl. Lauren shook her head trying to allude that it wasn’t anything to worry about.
“It’s a little thing babe. He’s just being silly.” She tried to play it off like it was a joke.
“How do you even know them?” Tyga asked more curiously.
“We met at the library but it’s kind of a long story and it’s really noisy in here.”
Rihanna sat on a empty bar seat next to Tyga Saving Lauren from further questioning. Lauren stood up to hug her best friend.
Rihanna was wearing a pair of black hot pants with a gold trim and a white bandeau that showcased her small waist, flat tummy and body chain.
“Took you long enough!” Lauren complained. Rihanna rolled her eyes.
“Bare mandem trying to stop and get a piece of this good-good.” Rihanna said in a sexy caribbean accent. She politely gave Tyga a hug and leaned over the bar to smile over at Chris.
“Hey Rih.” He said trying to keep a composed demeanor but damn Rihanna knew how good she was looking tonight.
Evan arrived back with two cocktail glasses in his hand and a towel over his shoulder. He began to make the drink in front of the couple while sneaking seductive glances up at Lauren.
“Is that all for you two?” He asked then licked his lips as he watched Lauren. Tyga stood up and banged his hand on the counter.
“I’m gonna need you to stop looking at my girl like that.” Tyga defended his stance as her man. She looked at the ground to hide her guilty face. She loved it when Michael asserted himself but when she was the reason for Evan disrespecting him she couldn’t deal with it.
“Babe, let’s go. I’m tired of sitting around like this.” She said swiping the drink off the counter and downing it all at once. Her eyes automatically shut tight from the strength of the drink. She grabbed his bicep and led him to the crowded dance floor.
“Alright, you have to tell me right now what the fuck is going on.” Tyga stood with his feet planted at the middle of the dancefloor. Lauren started massaging his bicep and pushed herself onto his body.
“I wanted to give Rih and Chris some time alone. I can’t stand to see them without each other, you know?”
“I’m not talking about that Lauren. You know what I’m asking you about?” He said looking down at her as she tried to avoid the question.
“Michael, I told you they’re just extremely silly boys. They like to push buttons and they’ll definitely push yours because you let them. It’s not a damn thing babe. Now hold my waist cause this song is about to make me go in.”
And all she wanna do is get naked naked naked…. And she gon’ shake it like a red nose. Sage the Gemini blared through the clubs surround sound speakers. The strobing lights made all the bodies around them seem to melt and shine in fluorescent greens, blues and reds.
Tyga grabbed her hips and dove into the infamous yiking dance but his mind was far from off the subject. Lowkey, he was keeping tally on how many times he’s asked her and all the excuses and half-assed answers. He wasn’t going to ask her anymore, he was now going to find the answers on his own.
“Robyn, you look so beautiful tonight.” Chris started as he took a seat next to his ex. She bit her bottom lip and looked him up and down.
“You look pretty damn good yourself.” Rihanna complimented him. Chris smiled, his dimples making a crease in his cheek.
“So, you came here alone?” Rih asked making small talk and also prying at the same time. He nodded.
“Yeah, I don’t really find anyone interesting. Only you.” He told her. She had to keep a poker face. She hit the bell and quickly a dark hispanic looking girl came over.
“Hello, how can I serve you tonight?”
“She’ll have a strawberry daiquiri without the lemon on top but put salt on the rim.” Chris ordered for her.
“Very impressive.” She smiled before pulling out a few bills to pay. Chris extended his arm and pulled a twenty from his back pocket slapping it on the counter. The bartender took the bill and smiled as she placed Rih’s glass in front of her.
“I guess, I owe you a dance now huh?” Rih asked as she sipped her drink out of the long black straw.
“As long as you dance on me like you used to.” He winked, reminiscing on their last time being at Echoplex together.
“Oh trust me, I’ll give you something you’ll enjoy.” Rihanna stood up and gulped down her last bit of the daiquiri before grabbing Chris’ arm and leading him to the floor.
The nostalgia set in right at that moment; his arms held tightly around her waist while she held the back of his neck. Their warmth completing each other. Chris couldn’t think of a better place to be and Rihanna would be crazy if she wasn’t thinking the same.
“Hey mami,” Erica whispered in Lauren’s ear as she crept up next to her and Tyga. Lauren was so relieved to see a smiling face, once the red nose ended it became very awkward and silent between the two of them.
“Hey girl.” Lauren greeted her and wrapped her into a hug. Erica was about to walk to the bar when Lauren caught sight of her dress.
“Erica, do you have anything that covers your jugs?! Jeez.” Lauren whined. Erica laughed and picked them up to give them a little shake.
“I’m glad you’re looking. You know you like what you see.” Erica flirted carelessly before turning and walking toward the bar again.
“I’ll be back babe.” Tyga alerted her before leaving in the opposite direction.
“Wait, where are you going?” Lauren asked curiously. He didn’t stop, only shouted over his shoulder.
“I’m gotta talk to Nicki for a minute.” Tyga walked into the misty, sea of bodies and searched for Nicki. Lauren started to panic it was her mission to find Nicki before he did.
Lauren knew he would ask Nicki about what was going on and because she didn’t know along with practically everyone else she’ll get on her case and all the things l\Lauren’s been trying to cover up will come crumbling down. She had to be the one to tell Nicki first because telling Tyga would be hell.
“Lauren, what’s wrong?” Gia held onto her hand and stopped her in the midst of her search. Lauren snapped out of her forage and tended to Gia’s question.
“I’m looking for Nicki.” She shared.
“Last time I saw her she was going to the bathroom.” Gia recalled. Lauren smiled.
“Thank you!” She shouted and ran toward the bathroom.
Chris was enjoying himself at the middle of the floor with his hands on Rihanna’s winding hips onlookers and passersby stared at the young duo. People who knew them watched in confusion.
“Are they back together?” Was the endless question that filled the air. No one had an answer not even Chris.
He felt like they were together but Rih told him they werent.
“I’m gonna go get a drink, keep the floor warm for me.” Rih told him before strutting away to the bar. Chris bit his bottom lip watching her walk.
“What is up with you two?” Gia asked extremely nosey. She couldn’t contain it.
“Don’t tell her nosy ass anything.” August joked playfully with his new found friend, Gia. She pushed him in the shoulder and focused her attention back to Chris.
“No seriously,” She pried. It was silent as a few eyes turned to watch Chris’ response. To everyone’s dismay Chris shrugs as a reply.
“Whatever Chris.” Gia rolled her eyes and grabbed August’s hand. They disappeared between bodies. Chris stood at the middle of the floor awkwardly swaying alone to the beat of the music. He looked over his shoulder and tiptoed to see the bar.
It was empty. Where had Rihanna gone?
“Onika! Oh thank god, I found you.” Lauren praised as she wrapped her arms around her bestie and held tight. Nicki didn’t hug back because she was caught so off guard. Her arms remained limp as Lauren swayed back in forth in an embrace.
“What do you want?” Nicki asked looking her up and down with suspicious eyes. Lauren smiled nervously.
“Can we talk?” She asked and took a deep breath. Nicki placed her hand up on Lauren’s shoulder.
“Yeah boo, why are you looking all sad? What happened?” The motherly caring Nicki became concerned in a heartbeat. Lauren walked over to the sink and leaned on it.
“I did some dirty shit. I can’t keep covering it up because… To be honest, it’s getting messier than I ever thought it would be.” Lauren started. Nicki looked at her with soft eyes. She was trying to let her know she wouldn’t be judged.
“What did you do?” Nicki asked once Lauren stopped talking and closed her eyes. The stress was registering on her face.
“I didn’t cheat… I just led them on so much. I went on a date when Michael was away and… One of them kissed me and the other took a picture. It only looks bad because I haven’t told Micheal anything… I-I-I dont don’t want to lose him but he’s getting so suspicious and all I want to do is pretend like none of this stupid shit happened!”
Nicki’s eyes practically popped out of her head. She didn’t know Lauren was going to unload all of this tea. She turned to the stalls and kicked all of them in with her 6 inch pumps. She had to make sure there were no witnesses listening in on their conversation.
Nicki tried to kick in one more door but it was locked.
“Whose in there?” Nicki shouted and banged on the stall door loudly.
Within seconds, Ashley stepped out of the stall and placed both of her hands up as if she was getting arrested.
“I promise I didn’t hear anything.” She pleaded.
“Bullshit, you heard loud and clear but I’m going to need you to keep this shit to your damn self. Don’t tell anyone and if anyone but us three know about this shit I’ll know who told them okay, Ashley? Don’t make me have to beat yo ass again.” Nicki threatened. Ashley nodded and speeded out of the bathroom forgetting her crossbody chain purse on the hook in the stall.
“I can’t let her leave. I need her to promise she wont tell any-”
“Lauren. it’s fine. She don’t want these hands again. She’s stupid but she ain’t tryna risk her life.” Nicki grinned before grabbing Lauren’s hands in hers.
“Just tell those niggas to delete the picture or do you want me to tell them?”
“I tried that! They have demands; first I had to get them into 4Play, then I have to make the boys forfeit the basketball game.”
“4Play? That’s why you asked me for Malaya’s number?”
“Yeah and I had to beg her to actually do it.”
“No Lauren, this shit is not ending well. Since those boys know they have that much power the demands will never end. First, it’s 4Play then it’s forfeiting the game; next it’ll be steal some new jordans and bring TuPac back to life!” Nicki snapped she was getting angry it was registering in her face.
“Nicki. don’t be mad at me please.”
“I’m not mad at you, I’m mad at them for blackmailng my baby, but lets get it straight I’m not proud of what you did at all and we’re going to figure this shit out but the way those boys are going about this like some hoes is unnecessary.”
Lauren looked into Nicki’s eyes and saw a non-judgemental blessing of a friend.
“Thank you so much.” Lauren gave her a bear hug and kiss on the cheek.
“No problem but next time can you please tell me ahead of time like, we are sisters for a reason.” Nicki assured her. They took eachothers hand and walked back to the club scene.
“Where’s your girl at man?” Tyga asked coming up behind Drake as he sat at the bar chatting it up with Wayne, Trey and Jermaine. Ty made sure he didn’t look in his direction because with the anger he had slowly building up in him about Lauren he could strike misguidedly at anyone.
“She been in the bathroom for a while now that I think about it.” Drake said standing up and bumping into an oncoming Ashley.
“Ashley, did you see Nicki in the bathroom?” Drake asked. She looked up at him and her eyes widened quickly she shook her head.
“No. Not at all.” Ashley lied to save her own ass. Drake twisted his lips into a frown contemplating on where she would be. Before long he went out to the dance floor to find her. Ty stood in front of Drake’s friends for a minute awkwardly before leaving in Drake’s direction.
“Babe, lets dance put the shot down.” Ashley suggested trying to gently take his grip off the hard shot of liquor. He side eyed her and lifted the shot glass up again directly before it touched his lips she pulled his hand back.
“Fuck is wrong with you?” Wayne asked with a harsh tone and alcohol dripping off every word. Ashley closed her eyes, she didn’t want to aggravate him but the less he drank would be better for everyone. He got rowdy whenever he was drunk and he abused her the worse under the intoxication.
“Babe, stop drinking. You’ve had enough for tonight.”
“I’ll drink how ever much I want, you can’t fucking stop me.” He spat. The barteneder were swirling around the counter and one in particular caught Ashley’s eye.
“Wilmarie!” She shouted. The dark hispanic girl came rushing over.
“I didn’t see you there and Wayne nice to see you again.” Wilmarie smiled and greeted her former threesome partners. Wayne smirked before licking his lips and downing the last bit of his glass.
“Well, you know, I need a favor from you guys. Can you stop serving him drinks? He’s really not supposed to be drinking that much.”
“I would do it boo but we need the money. We’re not here to counsel any alcoholics we just make drinks.” She shrugged apologetically. Ashley sighed and then an idea popped in her mind.
“Well what if I just slide you guys some extra money.” Ashley uttered in a low voice so only Wilmarie would here. Ashley placed her hand at her side and thats when she finally noticed, she left her purse in the bathroom.
Wilmarie looked at her with raised eyebrows and a hand, palm-facing upwards.
“I left my bag in the restroom, I’ll go get it.” Ashley sped through the crowds of people and entered the girls bathroom without realizing Wayne was a few steps behind her. She pulled her bag by the chain off the hook in the stall before getting startled by her enraged boyfriend.
“Oh shit, babe, I didn’t know you followed me.”
“You fuckin’ with the wrong nigga.” He said looking her up and down. A menacing look growing on his face. She took a deep breath and swallowed hard.
Not here, not now. She thought.
“We can just talk about this…” Ashley offered. He rolled his eyes in frustration.
“I’m tired of talking, you wanna be my bitch right? So sit the fuck down and don’t try to get me do shit I don’t want to do cause I won’t do it.”
“Baby… I just don’t think you should drink as much as you-”
“Shut the fuck up damn!” He shouted. She closed her eyes and awaited the bellowing that was coming.
“I didn’t say I was done talking bitch. You can’t make me do shit I dont want to. Plain and simple.”
“But it’s about your health. I care about you.”
“How you care about me but you tried to steal all the money I earned?” Wayne asked crossing his arms over his chest. Ashley scrunched up her eyebrows.
“Are you seriously throwing that in my face? When will you get over that. I told you sorry and I’ve been proving my loyalty to you for more than a fucking month. If this is what the fuck I get for it I’m done.” She said before trying to strut out of the bathroom. Wayne yanked her arm and practically flung her back. Her heels knocked her off balance causing her to trip backwards and fall on her back. The cold tiled bathroom floor lay harshly under her.
“What is wrong with you?!” She shouted.
“That’s cause you never listen. I never said I was done talking to you.”
“I’m a person too Wayne! If I’m fucking done then I’m done.” She said trying to stand up again. He pushed her back down holding her tightly by her neck.
“Disrespectful bitch. Don’t talk to me like that.” Wayne bitterly told her through clenched teeth.
“Stop!” She screamed trying to claw at him but he was well out of her reach. He laughed as he watched her struggle. The anger built up in her and caused tears to instantly form in her eyes.
“Don’t cry baby. I care about you.” He mocked her while laughing mischievously. She kicked her legs up and struck him in the inner upper thigh.
“Bitch!” He struck her with a slap across her face. Her head tilted to the side and she remained there. Shocked that he’d done that.
Wayne stood up and pulled paper out of the dispenser.
“Here, clean yourself up. You look a mess.” Wayne said before stepping out of the bathroom as if he had done nothing.
“I think you got pregnant out there, with all that twerking.” Lucci’s chicago charm rang through the bathroom door before it was pushed open.
Miley click-clacked her heels into the bathroom first along with Paula, Jersey and Lucci. They almost bypassed Ashley on the floor until Miley looked into the mirror and saw her on the floor.
“Girl, are you okay?” Miley asked with concern. Ashley nodded letting her know not to worry. Lucci held her hand out so Ashley could stand up. She took the hand and with all the energy left in her body stood up.
“I’m fine. I’m okay.” Ashley tried to convince herself.
“Girl no, you look like someone went Sharkeisha on your ass.” Lucci stated truthfully. Paula and Jersey tried to hold back laughter, Lucci was too silly.
“Are you serious?” Ashley panicked and ran over to the long mirror above the sink. A distinct red mark was splattered across her face. She ran some water and threw it on her face to try and massage it but it stung when her fingers touched it. She winced and that’s when Miley placed both of her hands on Ashley’s shoulder.
“Who did this to you?”
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“I’m almost done.” She said over her shoulder without looking at who it was. Chris closed the door behind him and proceeded to walk up behind his ex-girlfriend. He took a deep breath and stepped closer only inches away from her.
She turned to see the boy she’d been trying to…
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“I’m almost done.” She said over her shoulder without looking at who it was. Chris closed the door behind him and proceeded to walk up behind his ex-girlfriend. He took a deep breath and stepped closer only inches away from her.
She turned to see the boy she’d been trying to forget for weeks now. She sighed and tried walking around him with copies in her hand.
“Rihanna just listen, don’t say anything.” Chris demanded. She stared at him with a blank expression on her face.
“I know I’ve said this but I don’t know why you never believe me. I swear, on my life, that I did not cheat on you. I didn’t kiss her or have sex with her at all. She didn’t give me head at all. I swear nothing happened.”
Rihanna’s facial expression didn’t change she remained unfazed. Chris slowly took the stack of papers out of her hand, she didn’t protest.
“Rihanna, you remember when I said I love you right?”
She nodded, so he continued, “I always will. Even if we’re not on the best terms I want you to know, you have a spot in my heart that no other girl has ever had. When I say I love you, it’s on a whole different level.” He stepped so close to her that he could feel her heart beating uncontrollably. He took her hand and placed it on his chest.
“I can’t control the way my hearts beating either.” He smiled at her.
“No, Chris I don’t want to-” She closed her eyes and protested gently before he interrupted her.
“I know what you want, Rihanna.” He said leaning down to kiss her. She parted her lips and slowly allowed his tongue to pierce into her mouth. She couldn’t help herself from clinging her body tightly to his.
She couldn’t deny how much she missed his warmth, his kisses and his love but she wouldn’t let him in too easily.
“Chris, I can’t trust you.” Rihanna blurted out as they paused for a breath of air.
“You don’t have to.” Chris shook his head and hungrily pulled her chin up to kiss her intensely again.
Rihanna couldn’t fight her urge to just strip him down. She pulled on the waist of his jeans and let them drop to the ground. Staring in his eyes with a look of pure anxiousness.
He knew what she wanted.
As she ran her fingers across his bare chest and he palmed her ass, she knew it wasn’t make-up sex, it was just what two sex-crazed maniacs do when they’re frustrated and locked in a room with the person their extremely attracted to.
Mrs. Knowles Classroom: 6th period: Statistics
“What did you get for number five?” Ariana asked turning around and facing Lauren behind her. Draya laughed knowing that Lauren had no answers.
“The standard deviation is 3.28.” Erica shared with the red-head.
“Thanks Erica, I’ve been stuck on that one for the longest and Lauren, thanks for nothing.” Ariana turned back around and continued working.
“You shouldn’t of asked me, I don’t do homework until I’m at home. You know better Ari.” Lauren protested. They all laughed. How could someone so smart be so lazy?
“Can someone quickly tell me what time it is?” Mrs. Knowles called out as she had her head practically stuffed in the file cabinet.
“It’s 2:30 right now.” Ariana announced looking at the time on her iPhone.
“Where you gotta go?” Lauren curiously questioned.
“I have to turn all of these referrals into the office because you kids think I’m a babysitter and love to push my buttons.” Mrs. Knowles rambled. Lauren raised her eyebrows.
“You kids? I’d like to let you know that I’m a grown woman and I do whatever I want.” Lauren had extra ratchetness in her voice getting most of the class to laugh and get excited to see more of this banter.
“You’re not a grown woman until you walk with a vengeance and they listen to you when you talk cause you ain’t pretending. When I step in this classroom you bitches know I run this.” She said flipping her curly, kinky weave and strutting across the front of the classroom making the boys whistle obnoxiously.
“I didn’t know you had it like that Mrs. Knowles!” Leon shouted amidst all of the rambling in the classroom.
“Mrs. Knowles you are my woman crush wednesday, like oh my gosh!” Erica moaned.
“But there’s no school wednesday so don’t come here trying to take a picture of me because believe I’m going home and making love to my husband on New Years.”
“Too much information.” Lauren contorted her face in a nasty grimace. Mrs. Knowles laughed as she collected a few papers into two manila folders.
“Draya, I’m going to turn these into the office. Since you got a child you can watch these kids for five minutes while I run and go see my Mister.”
“Damn, you put her out Mrs. Knowles.”
“I’m pregnant though, it’s a motherly love thing.” She winked at Draya. There were no hurt feelings so Draya smiled.
“It’s all love.” Draya assured them. Lauren looked over at her as if she was disappointed that Draya didn’t pop off.
“Happy New Years guys!” Mrs. Knowles said waving as she left the classroom.
“Bye baby!” Erica shouted back at her. She definitely loved her Stats teacher the most.
Mrs. Knowles click-clacked down the hallway and into Mr. Ealy’s culinary class picking up any referrals that he may have.
She pulled the door open and was quickly overwhelmed with the sound of fists hitting the desk making a steady beat. Mrs. Knowles bobbed her head as she walked in on rhythm.
“Chicks aint slick and they aint sayin nothing, a hundred of you suckas can’t tell me nothin’ I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap I beez in the trap bee-beez in the trap.” Nicki spit fire bars off the top of her head while Safaree sat next to her hyping her up.
“Beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap.” Mrs. Knowles rapped along while snapping and doing a shoulder jigg. All the students in the class hollered and clapped when they saw her dancing along.
“Michael, I’m taking the referrals down to the office now.” She told him and waited with her hand out for the documents.
“Hold on, I have to finish one now.”
“For who?” Mrs. Knowles said looking around the class to see a guilty face.
“Nicki, she disrupted the class when they were supposed to be silently reading to themselves.” Mr. Ealy explained.
“That’s not a disruption, that’s talent.” Mrs. Knowles defended her. Nicki nodded her head and pouted at Mr. Ealy for lowkey writing a referral without even letting her know.
“It’s talent but I didn’t give them free-time for that.” He tried to remain stubborn. Mrs. Knowles gave him a side-eye.
“You just a hater.” Nicki said louder than she thought she would. She sunk back down in her chair as the class enjoyed a good laugh.
“You ain’t a supporter, you never was a supporter and you ain’t never gon’ be a supporter.” Safaree added as he popped skittles into his mouth.
“Straight like that.” Justin Bieber said standing up and giving Safaree dap. Nicki looked between both of them with a confused expression and scrunched up eyebrows.
“Just give me some skittles.” She demanded and placed her hand out for a handful of them. Safaree poured a bunch in her hand until she gestured for him to stop.
“Alright, forget it. It’s New Years Eve anyway but this better not happen in 2014. Make that your new years resolution, Nicki!”
“Sure, that’s what I’ll do.” She sarcastically agreed. Mrs. Knowles took his other referrals and started out of the classroom.
“Bye Queen!” Nicki shouted. Mrs. Knowles poked her head back in a blew a kiss to one of her best students Onika.
Mrs. Knowles walked through the hallway and down the corridors to the office. She walked passed the secretaries wishing them a happy new years before pushing her husbands office door open. He was turned around with the back of his chair facing the door.
“Common courtesy is to knock before you enter.” He said before he turned to see his gorgeous wife in a white blouse, some dereon jeans and her tan knee-high Louboutin boots. “Oh hey baby.” He smiled at her.
“Here’s the referrals for today.” Mrs. Knowles said slapping the folder and documents on his desk.
“Alright, but you know my secretary usually files and put those into the system. So what are you really in here for?” He asked looking at his wife up and down as she leaned her hip against the edge of his desk.
“Well, I just wanted to talk about these students because they constantly get referrals. So, let me just read these off for you.” Mrs. Knowles flipped the folder open and pulled the documents out. “We’ve got Adrienne, Meagan, Chris, Chris, Chris, Chris.” She repeated his name because he had gotten a referral in Mr. Ealy’s, one in Ms. Perry, and one in her class.
“Isn’t Chris a senior? I think he was on the urgent list that I got from the board yesterday. He’s failing one of his classes and without that class he won’t have his graduation requirements.”
“You know ever since Rihanna broke up with him he’s been coming to class a bit aggressive and he does anything to make everyone else laugh.” Mrs. Knowles commented. Mr. Carter wrote something down on a sticky note.
“I’ll get Mr. Howard to have a meeting with him. He’ll need a tutor and probably e2020 for credit recovery or else he’s in danger of failing.” Mr. Carter explained as he attached the sticky note to his computer. That way he’ll remember to give it to Mr. Howard before they left.
“I feel so bad every year when it gets close to graduation time, I hate seeing who gets left behind.” Mrs. Knowles admitted with a sulky expression. Mr. Carter stood up and wrapped his arm around her waist.
“I always look at it as, the choices you make lead you to succeed or fail. Failure builds character so you can’t feel bad about that ‘cause if they’re about their money they’ll go chase it even without a high school diploma.”
“I swear you support these little drug dealin’ kids.”
“You know, I can’t say that but…” He wiggled his eyebrows suggesting that she was right. They both laughed and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
“So principal, are you leaving early or do you need to stay and finish things up before the holiday?” Mrs. Knowles asked.
“I’m kind of feeling a bit anxious right now actually.” Mr. Carter confessed sliding his hand in her back pocket.
“We’re in your office… What if some one walks in?”
“Then they’ll get a little show.” Mr. Carter winked at her as he sat back down on the chair and held her hand so she’d stand in front of him. She grinned and let go of his hand placing both hands on her hip.
“Can you handle it if I sit this ass on you daddy?” She bit her bottom lip and turned around giving him a full view of her rear. He leaned back and got comfortable as he watched his woman strip tease and dance on him.
“Just let me lick those.” Mr. Carter demanded as he pulled her closer to him and gave her kisses on her chest. He unhooked her bra and began to flick her nipples with his tongue. She closed her eyes ready to make sober love to her husband.
”Ooh, you aint right for doing it to me like this daddy.” Mrs. Knowles moaned. ”Even though I’ve been a bad, bad, bad girl.” She smacked her ass.
Rihanna sat in the backseat of Cassie’s white bugatti. She was rapping along to “My Nigga, My Nigga” with Camilla, while it blasted on the radio. They waited for Gia to walk out of her house and into the car. They were on their way to the mall so they could pick up a few new fly outfits for the New Years party at Echoplex tomorrow night.
“I never know why she takes so long. Her legs are only like two feet long it’s not like it should take her that long to get dressed.” Camilla snapped. They all laughed and Cassie honked her car horn one more time. Gia finally stepped out in a pair of Cheetah print high-waisted harem pants and a yellow bandeau top, she paired that off with some canary yellow sandals and big sunglasses.
Looking like a diva.
“You are so extra.” Rihanna said as Gia slid in next to her and closed the door. Gia flipped her hair over her shoulder.
“Don’t hate bitch.” She said sticking out her tongue. Rihanna shook her head and enjoyed the ride.
“Karrueche is never at home, I swear.” Gia said looking out the window at the blasian girl sitting on a park bench they had in their neighborhood. Rihanna’s ears perked up as she heard that name.
“Stop the car!” She shouted at Cassie and hopped over Gia opening the car door and marching over to where she saw Karrueche. Smoke practically blew out of her ears and her hands balled into fists immediately.
“Oh shit Its about to get crazy.” Gia shouted climbing out of the car and pulling her phone out to capture this precious fighting moment. Rihanna walked up behind Kae and Gia, who came with her, pressed record,
“Get the fuck up so I can beat the fuck out of you.” Rih said calmly. Karrueche was on her phone so she didn’t pay attention to anything around her.
“GET UP SO I CAN BEAT THE FUCK OUTTA YOU!” Rihanna shouted getting louder and pushing Kae in the shoulder. Karrueche got up out of reflex and placed her hands up.
“Excuse me, do not touch me or talk to me like that. I wanted your man but I don’t even fuck with him like that anymore, he was too easy to take-” she was going to continue but the force of Rihanna’s painful blow to the forehead knocked her on the concrete sidewalk. She sprang back up and lunged at Rih but got a quick left hook to her cheek, which made her wobble to the side. Rih grabbed her blonde hair and swung her to the ground. Instantly she got on top of her and swung three good times at this point Camilla was out of the car and watching intently. Cassie stayed inside as a look out, prepared to call the girls back in if any passerbys wanted to snitch.
“Damn, Rih got hands!” Camilla shouted as she watched Karrueche get her ass handed to her.
Gia noticed blood coming from Karrueche’s nose and went to attempt to break it up, but she had to turn her recording off first so when Camilla noticed it too she grabbed Rihanna by her waist and started pulling her away. Unfortunately, she had a tight grip on Karrueche’s curly dome, she threw two more punches at Kae’s head then twisted her hair around her fist and pulled until two tracks popped out. Camilla and Rihanna went flying back.
Gia damned in unison with Cassie even though she was across the street in the car.
“That was for me not Chris bitch.” Rihanna spat before getting up and trying to fight her again. Gia lunged in front of her and held her arms back.
“Chill Rih, Chill, we have to go!” Cassie called out. Camilla held Rih’s waist tightly and pulled her to the car with Gia’s help they sat her in the back seat and closed the door.
Cassie drove away quickly as if they were apart of a high speed chase. She looked back at Rih when they reached their first red light.
“You beat that bitch’s ass!” Cassie shouted and all the girls agreed.
Lashontae stepped into her room and dropped her Louis Vuitton monogram bag on the carpeted floor. Her parents weren’t home which she always loved on days where she came home angry. One of her best friends, Tami, had already called her while she was driving ready to get the details on the events of the day. She decided to first take her heels off and find something to eat before calling Tami back.
As soon as she slipped on a pair of lounging pants her phone rang again and sure enough it was Tami.
“Hello?” She greeted as she walked down the stairs and to the kitchen.
“Girl, let me know.” Tami ordered. Tae had to laugh at her friends’ nosiness. She propped open the fridge and talked as she searched for something to heat up.
“That little bitch got some damn nerve. She still confused, thinking Romeo wants her. She got things all fucked up.”
“Well, what’d she do?” Tami asked eagerly.
“She gave me this dirty ass look from across the hallway when I was going to sixth period and I had to go the opposite way from her but when I stared at her ass she whispers some shit to Karrueche and then she like puffs out her chest and stomps on the ground like she wants me to flinch. I looked at the girl like she was dumb then she rolls her eyes at me.”
“Disrespectful ass! She need to be taught a lesson. It’s not even my battle and I want to punch her in the face.”
“Oh god, she don’t want it Tam.” Tae joked. She was cheering up at the thought of her girl having her back.
“She don’t want it but she gon’ get it if she shady!” Tami yelled. Reminding Tae of why she was her ride or die.
Rihanna stepped out of the well-needed shower and wrapped her petite, toned body with a white towel. She smiled as she made her way to her room. She felt a bit more complete after all she had accomplished today but on the other hand she felt even more confused. She knew why she fought Karrueche but why did she let herself get caught up in having sex with her ex-boyfriend who she didn’t trust at all.
She threw a slip gown over her head and pulled on a pair of cotton panties. She didn’t have any homework, thank the good lord so she laid back in bed and pulled her computer off the bedside table.
Engulfing herself in the status updates of everyone else. Trying to get her mind off of her own problems.
Until finally, she decided to share something with everyone else.
She updated her status and then put her computer away to watch some quality TV.
Lauren called Nicki and waited for the ringing to stop.
“Hello?” Nicki answered the phone. Lauren cleared her throat and began to speak.
“I need Malaya’s number.” Lauren told her. Nicki started laughing but when Lauren didn’t chime in she stopped.
“Wait, you’re serious? Why do you need her number?” Nicki asked trying to hold back her laughter. Lauren looked around and tried to find a reason to want Malaya’s number, but she didn’t feel like lying to one of her best friend.
“She’s doing a favor for me and I have to get her number so I can send her some pictures that she needs.” Lauren vaguely explained. Nicki couldn’t understand what favor they could possibly have.
“That’s what you two were talking about at lunch?” Nicki asked still not sure of everything.
“Yes, so what’s the digits?” Lauren said trying not to get sucked into tell her. Nicki grunted.
“I’ll go find it for you.” Nicki agreed even though she wanted to know more. She wasn’t going to pry yet, if Lauren wanted to keep secrets from her best friend there must be a good ass reason behind it.
“Thank you babes.” Lauren gushed as she waited for the number.
Rihanna was beginning to doze off. It might’ve been New Years eve night but she wasn’t planning on staying up ‘til midnight to countdown the new year. As her eyes began to close a ring came at the doorbell. She wasn’t expecting anyone so she decided to stay in bed, her mother was already out with her boyfriend celebrating the California scene for New Years so it was probably someone irrelevant.
The knocking became louder and short in between. Rihanna sighed sharply and pulled herself out of bed. She rubbed her eyes as she walked down the stair steps and to the front door.
She opened the door without looking at the peephole. Which is usually a bad idea but in her state of sleepiness she didn’t care.
“Hey beautiful.” Chris stunned her as he leaned down to kiss her on the cheek and held a Chipotle paper bag in his hand. Rihanna looked him up and down with confusion.
“What are you doing here?” Rih asked as he stepped in and closed the door behind him. He held up the bag.
“You said you were craving mexican.” He shrugged and went to her couch sitting the bag on her coffee table and sitting on the couch. He had a black skully pulled low over his forehead and waited for her to make her way over. He smiled when she sat next to him and pulled contents out of the bag. He had ordered her a burrito bowl, a side of chips and her favorite dip.
“I love when you wear that.” Chris told her as he licked his lips. She cleared her throat and sat all of the food down before facing him. She had to speak her mind.
“Chris, thanks for the food but… What happened early in the copy room was just dumb and I wasn’t thinking. I’m not ready to be with you again.” Rihanna admitted. She watched as his eyebrows scrunched up and his eyes narrowed. He opened his mouth as if he was going to say something then changed it.
“I don’t get it so… What do you want to be? I can’t keep ignoring you like we’ve been doing for the past week. I need you, Robyn.”
“You don’t have to ignore me. We’re just not exclusive, you know? That way, you do what you do and you don’t have to worry about anyone on your back or hurting my feelings because I don’t have anything over you now.” She said pulling the top off the burrito bowl and scooping some chicken, white rice, sour cream, tomatoes and beans on a spoon. Taking a bit and devouring it. Rolling her eyes to the back of her head like she was having an orgasm.
“Oh my god, you don’t know how much this hits the spot. Thanks babe.” She said kissing him quickly and getting another spoonful.
“Why did you just…” Chris trailed off as he watched her nonchalantly chew and stir her food.
“What? The kiss? I can’t kiss my ex-boyfriend?” Rihanna wiggled her eyebrows.
“No, you cant. You’re confusing me.” Chris shook his head in frustration. Rihanna smiled at him and put her food back down.
“I know it’s kind of hard for you right now to control your urges so I’ll let you be a man, you don’t need me weighing you down. This is the best mostly since I mean, we got together because you cheated on Kim and you and Karrueche are probably next so I’ll let you do you. I still love you and until you can’t get kisses from girls anymore I’ll still be here to give you what you need because I will always love you. Make more sense?” Rihanna explained as best as she could. He couldn’t believe she was telling him this.
“Rihanna, I want you. I don’t need any other girl in my life. I need you, I’m done with that childish shit, you’re everything to me. I’m ready for you and only you. Believe me.”
“I believed you before and I got hurt. I think I was falling faster than you were, so when I heard that shit from Tami it struck me like a knife to my heart. Some part of me still hurts so much, I don’t want to feel that way again. If we get together now I wont trust you, I’ll always be looking over your shoulder and I know you don’t want that. So let’s keep it simple.” Rihanna held his hands and squeezed tightly.
“But I don’t care, I know thats what I have to go through to gain your trust back. I’m ready to work for you as hard as I need-”
“It’s not you its me, sorry for the cliches but it’s true as fuck.” Rihanna admitted and then picked up her burrito bowl.
“I’m craving this but I can’t finish all of it on my own. Go get a spoon and finish this with me.” Rihanna continued while Chris remained unmoved. He stood up and walked to the kitchen but he was nowhere near accepting of the situation. He couldn’t believe he lost her.
“Oh shit, it’s New Years in like five minutes.” Rihanna blurted out and then turned the TV on to Dick Clark’s New Years Eve Concert. She scooted over giving him extra room on the long couch as he came back with a spoon ready to share with her. She handed him the whole burrito bowl and sat her spoon down. Deciding to take a break until the five minutes was up.
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1!" She counted along. It was the new year. She quickly straddled Chris, catching him off guard and almost making him drop the bowl he had in his hand. He chewed quickly so he could be able to ask her what she was doing but she placed her finger over his mouth when he tried to speak.
"It’s tradition." She said before kissing him and grabbing the back of his neck. She ended up moving her hips a bit as she closed her eyes and pasionately kissed him.
But Chris, in contrast, remained limp. He boringly kissed her back with his eyes half closed. His mind hadn’t stopped thinking about what she said.
Is this really the end?
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So sorry for the delays :( school just came back around and i didn’t realize that I had practices on Mondays and Wednesdays along with games on Tuesdays, Thursdays, Fridays and occasionally Saturdays. But I will make a new posting schedule so I won’t keep you guys waiting any more :) I promise I’m still going to give you your weekly-Welldone fix.