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.
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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.
Sorry guys as I’m typing this I’m cheering @ my school’s basketball game It’ll most likely be put up tomorrow at 6:15 EST
Tyga woke up an extra thirty minutes early and pulled on some dark olive green pants, buttoned up his blue, yellow and orange plaid shirt, straightened his brown and olive supreme snapback with an orange brim on his head, laced up his black and orange Reebok classics and…
Catch up on the latest well done chapter with the dramatic cliffhanger, Part 2 will be posted at 6:15 EST ;)
Tyga woke up an extra thirty minutes early and pulled on some dark olive green pants, buttoned up his blue, yellow and orange plaid shirt, straightened his brown and olive supreme snapback with an orange brim on his head, laced up his black and orange Reebok classics and latched on his white watch to finish off his outfit.
He looked at his watch and it was 6:45 A.M., he had fifty minutes until school started. Pulling his phone off the charger and taking the keys to his red Camaro off the hook on the wall. He pulled his iPhone out of his back pocket and dialed his girlfriends number.
“Hello?” Lauren answered exhaustion still in her voice.
“I’m picking you up today. That’s cool?” He offered. Closing the front door behind him.
“That’s cool. I just got out of the shower now. I’ll be ready in like twenty minutes.”
“Alright baby.” He said before hanging up. He hopped into his Camaro and drove down the street on his way to Lauren’s crib.
Coach Rose’s Weight Training: Second Period
Chris had just finished getting dressed out into his gym clothes along with Tyga, a teal blue t-shirt and black athletic shorts with the Panthers’ mascot logo at the center of the tee, they walked into the weight room conversing about who they predicted the starting lineup to be for their first game against the Compton Cobras on Thursday.
As Chris approached the pull-up bar station he caught a glance at Drake already staring at him.
“Coach Rose, the sectretary for Mr. Carter is asking for copies of the Varsity team’s insurance, schedule and roster.” Jojo, the second period student aide for the office announced as she walked into the wieght room.
“I have those papers in my office but their the originals. Can you run and make the copies for me?”
“I’m sorry to say no but I can’t cause I have so much stuff to do this period.”
“Alright, I’ll just get one of the boys to do it.” Coach Rose explained as he walked out of the weight room with Jojo.
Chris mean-mugged Drake until he couldn’t stand it anymore, he had to approach him.
Tyga followed him; Chris told him about the note on his front door and he was disappointed in Drake’s pettiness. He was on Chris’ side for the battle.
“You come to my house, leave notes taped to my door and shit. Fuck outta here nigga. You ain’t gettin no fuckin money.” Chris spat at him. Drake grinned.
“You wanna play around with my money? That’s a rookie mistake bro.” Drake shook his head. Chris puffed up his chest and balled his fists.
“And how is that a mistake?” Chris asked decreasing the space between them and locking their eyes to each other.
“It ain’t worth it bro.” Trey pulled Drake’s exposed bicep back.
“Back up nigga, this shit aint got nothing to do with you.” Tyga said putting his hand up toward Trey gesturing for him to back up.
“It ain’t got shit to do with you either.” Trey snapped.
“Nigga, you got my sloppy seconds. Stay back there.” Tyga took him as a joke.
“I could’ve had Lauren if I wanted to. Light skin is outta style bruh bruh.” Trey countered.
“Alright and that’s why my girl is actually faithful and yours is probably still slangin’ her loose pussy.” Tyga’s anger was at a different level. As he stared at Trey’s face he remembered why he disliked him so much before.
“Catch the fade if you bad nigga.” Trey called out. Tyga prepared to tackle and charge him when Coach Rose started blowing his whistle and pulled Tyga to the ground.
Chris took this opportunity to charge at Drake but Jermaine hopped in front and pushed Chris to the ground.
“Let that nigga fight on his own!” Chris said as he collected himself off the hard weight room floor
“Nobody’s fucking fighting!” Coach Rose shouted. He grabbed Chris’ collar and pulled Tyga out by his arm. He threw them against the wall in the hallway outside of the weight room.
“What the fuck is going on? Two days in a row!” Coach Rose bellowed at the two boys. His star players on the Varsity team.
“Niggas wanna disrespect us and shit. We don’t tolerate that.”
“And we don’t take kindly to threats either, if a nigga wanna square up he can do that shit right when I see his ass!” Chris subliminally shouted over Coach Rose’s shoulder and into the weight room.
“Snap out of it guys, I’m going to have to bench you if this behavior continues.”
“Bench us?! You can’t win without two of your starting lineup.”
“Well, we’re going to have to find out how we’re going to win without our starting lineup. This shit can’t happen, this is your second strike if you have anymore problems in this class I’m going to have to bench you guys.”
“That’s not even fair Coach.” Chris spoke up.
“You puffing up like you wanna swing on me too nigga.” Coach Rose said looking down at him. Their two inch difference giving him a domineering position.
Chris pressed his back hard against the wall and looked away.
”Just because you guys are on the starting line doesn’t mean the guys on the bench can’t easily replace you. Ain’t shit guaranteed when you can’t act right. It’s not fair that I have to keep excusing shit that you two do just to keep you on this team. Straighten the fuck up or I’ll have no other choice.” Coach Rose told them sternly.
“Understand.” They agreed in unison. Tyga began walking toward the weight room entrance when Coach Rose extended his arm stopping Tyga.
“Michael I’m sending you to the gym, just cool off in there and Chris I need you to run some copies for me.” Coach Rose informed them. They did as they were told.
“Are we going to in-n-out burger or five guys?” Tyga asked as he walked out of the building with Lauren’s hand in his. She shook her head and adjusted her satchel bag over her chest.
“You can pick this time but I have some things I have to take care of so I can’t go.” Lauren pouted. He looked at her confused.
“You can’t do, whatever it is, after lunch?” Tyga asked.
“No, I have to do it now.” Lauren assured him.
“What is it?” Tyga questioned apprehensively.
“It’s this thing for Coach Knowles. It’s no big deal, but she’ll kill me if I don’t get it done.” Lauren lied. She was on her way to talk to some girls who she knew had connections to 4Play, the strip club, Evan and Tristan wanted to go to.
“Alright, I’ll just order for you. You want a three by three burger meal.”
“Yeah, two burgers for you and one for me, like always.” She kissed him before watching him leave towards his Camaro in the student lot.
She looked around the courtyard for prospects. She spotted the new girl, Jenn, who she knew worked at the strip club.
“Hey beautiful.” Lauren approached Jenn with her smile and eyelashes batting.
“Dimples, what’s up?” Jenn smiled at the beautiful girl approaching her. Lauren sat down and leaned forward getting comfortable. Jenn raised her eyebrows and waited for Lauren to speak.
“Well, I was talking to some people… And I know we just started becoming friends, or whatever you want to call it at this point, but I have to ask a favor.” Lauren said sweetly.
“What’s the favor?” Jenn asked skeptically. What could Lauren be asking her for?
“I was talking to Erica and she said that you work with her in the as an entertainment dancer.” Lauren said trying to be discreet without using the term Stripper.
“Oh yeah girl we strip you don’t have to be discreet about it I’m not ashamed like some people.” She said cutting her eyes at Chyna who sat behind them. Lauren tried to hold back a chuckle at the shade, she had to remain professional and serious.
“Well, I’m in a tight situation right now and need two underaged guys to get in this Friday night.” Lauren vaguely explained.
“Oh girl I’m sorry, I’d do it for you but you have to be working for at least 6 months before you can bend the rules like that and I can’t risk losing my job I’ve only been working for 4.”
“Aw, well thanks anyway girl.” She said before hugging her and walking back to the center of the courtyard to search out for someone else. She saw her girl Draya and practically jumped for joy. Her old connections definitely would’ve been something that could get her access to the club.
“Mrs. Harris, girl you looking mad cute today and thick!” Lauren said as she tried to butter up one of her best friends with compliments before she went in for the kill but Draya was looking really cute wearing.
“Yes girl I know I look good but instead of trying to sweeten me up and shit, what you want?” she knows me too well, Lauren thought.
“Well, I owe these niggas a favor and they want to get into 4Play this Friday and you used to work there so I thought you would have some connects.” Lauren practically pleaded.
“Lauren you know I would do anything to help you out but remember the reason I left 4Play is because some shady shit was going on. I left loud and with a bang they don’t want anything to do with me anymore so my hands are tied.” Draya explained. Lauren pouted but she knew it wasn’t Draya’s fault.
”Dray, I know you would help me if you could so it’s all good, thanks anyway.” Lauren smiled and tried to walk away but Draya pulled her back.
”Wait Laur, why do you owe these niggas favors? you sellin dope?!” Draya asked with one eyebrow raised.
”Sellin’ dope straight off my iPhone haaan!”
“Wait, seriously?” Draya was kind of believing Lauren’s thuggish attitude.
“No, I can’t really tell you what’s going on right now but I will when its all said and done.” She alerted Draya. She turned away and immediately caught sight of Erica’s bright outfit and dazzling smile.
“Mena!” Lauren shouted as she approached her new friend.
“Hey sexy.” Erica knew that voice and turned around and gave her a hug and friendly kiss on the cheek.
“Put those away.” Lauren said as she tried to cover up Erica’s huge boobs that were spilling out of her American Apparel deep v-neck body suit which she paired with high waist shorts and Michael Antonio Jaxine Met Black PU heels.
“Yes honey I have to showcase my goods to let these chicks know who’s the boss ass bitch.” Lauren laughed at Erica’s logic but then got back to business.
“Well I have a question for you.” She smiled in a flirty manner.
“Sure, go ahead hun.”
“Would you be able to get two of my…. Friends into 4Play this Friday.”
“I’m sorry Lauren but the last time I brought people into 4Play they started fighting and caused a huge scene and it was bad for business so I can’t have anyone in until April.” She let Lauren down gently.
“I can’t even be mad because the way that story was set up.” Lauren started dying of laughter. She laughed with Erica for a few moments more before giving her a hug and walking away.
Lauren had one more option, she took a deep breath and approached the BBC. Wayne and Ashley sat next to Tami while Harry wrapped Camilla up in his arms. K was seated with the new girl she befriended in her last period, Sarah along with Romeo who was seated next to Tae and her girl Nicki with Drake feeding her fries. Lauren waved at the friends she had at the table and avoided the glares she got from the others.
“Uhh can I talk to you in private?” Lauren asked approaching Malaya and staring her in the eyes.
“Nicki, your home girl is talking to you.” She said brushing her off.
“No Malaya I’m talking to you.” Lauren corrected her while stepping closer.
“Girl you better put your hair up in case things go the wrong way.” Tami whispered in Malaya’s ear before she got up and followed Lauren under a tree for some shade.
“Yes?” Malaya asked rolling her eyes and then waiting attentively.
“Look I know we’ve had our issues-“ Lauren tried to start but she was interrupted.
“We still HAVE our issues.” Malaya reiterated her statement.
“Yes I know I don’t like you-“ Lauren tried to civilize herself but once again Malaya butted in.
“Bitch, neither do. If you just came here to-“
“Oh my gosh! Let me finish my damn sentence!” Lauren yelled which made all bystanders start watching them two intently. Tami had an extra sharp eye on Lauren’s body language making sure she didn’t try to pull any slick, off-guard shots.
“Carry on nothing to see here.” Lauren reassured everyone before looking back at Malaya who had her eyebrows as scrunched as possible.
“Look, It’s about Michael. I know we both don’t like each other but you’re friends with him whether I like it or not and he’s my boyfriend so we both want what’s best for him right?” Lauren eased into the topic. Malaya uncrossed her arms and looked away before she nodded in agreement.
“Okay so, long story short, these two guys set me up and one of them kissed me. The other one took a picture and they’re now blackmailing me saying if I don’t do what they say they’ll show him the picture and that will ruin our relationship.” Lauren explained in one long breath.
“And why do I give a damn about your relationship or the mistakes that you made?” Malaya sassed Lauren was growing impatient
“Because little do you know we’re actual in love and losing somebody you love hurts hard no matter who’s in the wrong.” Lauren shrugged, she honestly didn’t know how else to eplain it to Malaya.
Malaya now understood where she was coming from; she really must love Michael if she’s willing to approach me without popping off just to do something to keep him in her life. She thought.
“I guess I’ll put in the word, get my number from Nicki and send me the pictures of the guys by Thursday so the club will know who we’re letting in.”
“Thank you so much! I really appreciate it.” Lauren smiled wider than ever. She jumped a bit unable to keep in her excitement. She opened her arms for a hug.
“Please honey, I’m not doing this for you I’m doing it for Tyga so don’t get too excited.” Malaya said as she waltzed back over to her table, and left Lauren remembering that she hated that bitch in the first place.
Hallway (Between Lunch and Fifth Period)
The bell had just rang alerting the student body that they had seven minutes before the had to be in their fifth period class.
“I saw the cutest boy today, I couldn’t say he was less than perfect like honestly I think I’m in love.” Mehgan gushed over some boy. Lauren smiled and listened attentively as she waited by the vending machine for her boyfriend to arrive with her In-N-Out burger meal.
“What’s his name?” Lauren asked. Mehgan shrugged.
“I don’t even know, he’s in my psych class. He’s light skin and tall, I think he’s on the basketball team.” Mehgan tried to explain.
“Drake? His girlfriend is my bestfriend, she has blonde hair…” Lauren started trying to see if Mehgan knew who she was talking about.
“And a big booty right? Yeah, I saw her waiting outside of the class for him.”
“Let me tell you right now, they act like their married. He’s not the kind of guy to be crushing on.”
“She’s your best friend? No offense, I thought her ass was fake when I saw it plus those dimple piercings are so trashy on her.” Mehgan rolled her eyes. Lauren dropped her jaw.
“Oh wait, she has dimple piercing? Hell nah, she’s not my best friend. That’s Malaya, she’s just… ugh! Long story.”
“So if it’s not your bestfriend whose the guy?”
“That’s Jermaine. I don’t know anything about their relationship really but…” Lauren trailed off as he boyfriend walked over to her with the paper bag in his hand. She hugged him tightly, as they released he gave her a quick peck on the lips and winked at Mehgan to acknowledge her presence before swaggering away.
“Wait, why are you leaving so fast?” Lauren whined, she missed one of the only times she could spend with her boyfriend because she was covering up her guilty tracks.
“I have to get my textbooks babe. I can’t afford being late.” Tyga explained as he walked into the corridors and headed down the busy hall to his locker.
“Let me get to class, text me hun.” Lauren said turning around, hugging Mehgan with one hand and walking across the courtyard to catch up to Draya who had her next class.
Chris started towards the building where Mehgan stood in front of. She gave him a dirty look and he sent one right back her way.
“What’s up pipsqueak?” He teased wrapping his arm around her shoulder and walking into the building with her attached to his hip. She pushed him off and ran her hands through her 30-inch wavy virgin brazilian hair.
“You’re gonna get armpit stink in my weave.” She told him disgustedly.
“Calm down, my armpits don’t even-”
“Chris!” Coach Rose shouted through the hallways interrupting Chris’ statement. Mehgan continued walking while Chris waited for Coach to catch up to him.
“You never brought me back my copies.” Coach Rose reminded him. Chris slapped himself in the forehead.
“My bad, it’s still in the copy room.”
“You have to get the copies, I have to get to my class but I need those papers before the end of this period.” Coach Rose instructed him before turning away and going to the gym. Chris turned away and began his way to his fifth period.
He walked into Mrs. Knowles Algebra 2 class and explained his situation to her.
“Sure Chris, just make sure you get a note to be back in my class because I will lock that door right in your face and mark you absent.” Mrs. Knowles sassed. She sat at her desk with her feet up making all the girls drool in jealousy over her Louboutin boots with the red bottoms.
“Well, can I at least touch your belly? Just in case you have birth before I make it back.”
“You touch my baby and I slap you with my ruler.”
“Oh, sounds… Nice.” Chris said in a sexual voice. Mrs. Knowles pushed herself back and stood up from her chair. Chris ran out of the room before she hit him with a calculator.
He walked down the hallway and gave August dap as he straggled late to class.
“What’s up my nigga.” August greeted him.
“Nothing much just picking something up for Coach.”
“Oh alright, yo you going to the New Years party at Echoplex tomorrow night?” August asked him.
“Damn, I ain’t even heard about that. I’ve been going here longer than you and you already know about parties and shit.”
“I’m already more popular than you are too.” He smiled and then walked away toward his class. Chris walked into the copy room he had used earlier and stopped in front of the door when he noticed who was in there.
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