Lmao schemer 1 & 2, that’s a good one 😂😂👍 I have to use that next time!
From the last thing we know, Chris and Rihanna are taking things EXTREMELY slow. With no labels. That gives Rih the freedom to call the shots; so one day she’ll be lovey dovey and the next she can be ice cold. It’s all to see if Chris is serious enough to put up with it. Lol
The post originally scheduled for Sunday has been posted today. It seemed as though there was a flood of new readers and they were confused about certain things in the storyline and begged me not to post until they got half way through the chapter list! I’m so sorry, but I had to accomodate everyone! Chapter 70 is now out! ENJOY!
Lowlah stood among her friends as they all waited for her boyfriends hummer-limo to make it through the parent pick up line. Justin Dior had been stopped a little further back by the football coach.
“I didn’t see you at lunch.” The Biebs started as he stepped closer to Lowlah. She took an involuntary whiff at his crisp Gucci Guilty cologne and had to stop herself from gushing at it.
“Uh… Me and Justin went-”
“Justin and I… Sorry, continue.” He smiled dazzlingly. Lowlah couldn’t help herself from laughing because many times she had been the one to correct others.
“Don’t be a grammar douche.”
“Grammar douche? It’s always been called a grammar Nazi though…” Justin corrected.
“Again? Really? Is your life dedicated to correcting me?” Lowlah challenged him crossing her arms and unintentionally pushing her cleavage up to the top of her shirt.
“Uh,” he averted his eyes downward to the cleavage and then back up at her eyes, “my life could be dedicated to other things…” He said walking toward her. As soon as their bodies were parallel he leaned over to whisper in her ear.
“My life could be dedicated to pleasing you.” He seductively cooed in her ear. She widened her eyes and caught Bahja and Breaunna’s hard stares.
“Yeah man, I think I’ll just walk home today.” Bieber said behind her. She whipped her head around and noticed he was giving dap to her boyfriend.
“It’s cool dude, you have your first game tonight you don’t have to walk when I’ve got a car right here.” Justin tried to ration with him.
“I just need to walk and think about something. Next time man, thanks.” He explained vaguely before scurrying off. Lowlah couldn’t help but think he didn’t want to ride in the car because of her.
Was she his temptation?
“Come on babe, the car is pulling up right now.” Justin said wrapping his arm around his girl. She smiled in his embrace but her mind was far away thinking about the Biebs.
“Oh and Lowlah, by the way, I can’t come to the game. Coach just told me I’m apart of the weightlifting team, practice is today at LA Fitness.” He said rolling his eyes but Lowlah knew he was excited about this.
“Really babe? The weightlifting team?” She asked with curiosity and enthusiasm just to get him talking. As he spoke about his ambitions and hopeful attitude Lowlah easily zoned out once again her mind seemed to drift to the Biebs.
Estrella High Gym: First game
Lauren was sitting on Tyga’s lap as they shared a fully loaded Nacho BellGrande dish from Taco Bell and enjoyed the Junior Varsity game against the Compton Cobras. Lauren was wearing Ty’s black on teal Estrella High custom print Basketball hoodie, which read ”Stevenson” across the back, black spandex shorts (that she would later slip her tutu cheer skirt over), a pair of black Nike tube socks and some Jordan slides.
“Chris open your mouth.” Rihanna battled to stuff a fry with cheese into Chris’ mouth.
“No, I’m on a diet.” He told her through tight lips. Lauren and Tyga laughed at them, they were so silly.
Issa ran up the court and passed the ball to Justin who made an outstanding layup to seal a 2-point lead. Lauren started clapping and shouting.
“You better be that excited during my game.” Tyga said and nudged her off him a bit when he saw Coach Rose gesturing for the players to make their way to the locker room. She slid off of him and on to the bleacher. She leaned back to pick up and hand him his Gatorade bottle and duffel bag.
“Good luck baby.” She fixed her lips for a kiss and he leaned back down to meet them as they kissed his free hand made it’s way into the Nacho dish to get the last three tortilla chips.
”Michael!” Lauren shouted as he quickly made his way down the steps with Chris right behind him. Rihanna moved up one row to sit right next to her girl.
“So did you turn in that form to Donna Cabonna’s assistant yet about the internship?” Rihanna asked as she kept an eye on the game.
“Not yet. I hope they haven’t filled up the position ‘cause it’s been like a week.” Lauren admitted. She wanted to do it but how discouraged this internship was making her.
“Yeah, I mean I’ll help you out if you dont have time to drop the paper off I can definitely do that for you.” Rihanna offered. Lauren shook her head in agreement as she watched the seconds count down on the fourth quarter of the game before she knew it her phone vibrated in the jacket’s front pocket, she pulled it out and it was a call from Draya.
“Hey girl.” Lauren answered casually.
“Get yo ass in the locker room.” Draya said then hung up. Lauren picked up her duffel bag and Taco Bell drink, gave Rihanna a tight hug then went down the steps.
“Goddamn Lauren, you’re looking thick in those shorts.” Rihanna commented and then laughed.
“I look thick all the time booboo.” Lauren replied with heavy attitude and then made her way around the excited Junior Varsity parents to drop the Taco Bell into the garbage can and walk into the open locker room door.
Ariana stood at sidelines along with the rest of her team. The bleachers started to fill and the basketball players were running shooting drills as the clock ran down time until the first quarter.
“Woo, we’re mighty fine!” Lauren called a cheer. After two short seconds everyone started.
“Panthers is our name and basketball’s our game, we’ve got winning on our mind and woo we’re mighty fine! Say what? We’re mighty fine!” They all chanted while doing their choreographed dance moves in sync. The crowd clapped for the girls and awaited another cheer.
“Hey, psst, red hair!” Someone whisper-shouted from the bleachers. Ariana instinctively turned around but made sure she paid attention to the calls. It was Evan and Tristan.
“Can you get Lauren to look over here?” Evan asked.
“She’s calling cheers right now.” Ariana said quickly before smiling and reciting another cheer.
“I said Brrr, it’s cold in here. I said there must be some Panthers in the atmosphere, I said Brrr it’s cold in here, there must be some Panthers in the atmosphere I said OEOEO, ice, ice, ice, I said OEOEO, ice, ice, ice!”
“Psst! Red head!”
“What?” Ariana hissed at them. They smiled at her and pointed to Lauren. She rolled her eyes and decided to ignore it. She was not going to interrupt her calling cheers for some random guys on the sidelines.
“Let’s go panthers, time for the jump line!” Kelly shouted and led the cheer team to the middle of the floor in between both teams warming up.
One by one the girls hit their best jumps, some did toe touches, some did herkies and most executed high hurdlers.
“Let’s go Estrella high!” They cheered in unison pumping up the crowd and getting a standing ovation from the audience.
Within moments after the Star Spangled Banner was played, the game had begun. All the cheerleaders sat on the bleachers across the court from their basketball players.
“Yo Lauren!” Someone called from behind the girls as the game started. Estrella high was in possession of the ball after the jump ball. Immediately Jermaine passed the ball to Tyga. Lauren ignored the incessant calling until Meagan decided to bring attention to it.
“Uh, Lauren, someones calling you. Can you tell them that when you’re on the cheer line you can’t talk? Isn’t that right Kelly?” Meagan asked tapping Kelly who couldn’t stop smiling at her boyfriend on the court.
“Huh?… Oh well yes, just tell him to wait until halftime to talk to you.” Kelly dismissed the situation. Lauren rolled her eyes and stood up to spot out Evan and Tristan.
She gestured for them to stop but they simply smiled at her and waved like the mischievous beings they were. She exhaled sharply, pulled down the end of her skirt and sat down.
“I’m sorry about that.” She mumbled in embarrassment.
“It’s cool.” Kelly said quickly before clearing her throat in preparation to call a cheer.
Four rows above the cheerleaders were the sophomores waiting on the Junior Varsity players to come out of the locker room.
“They did so good!” Bahja gushed remembering every move her boyfriend Issa made so they could discuss it afterwards.
“Yeah, I didn’t know Justin was that good.” Lowlah admitted with a smile as she thought about his multiple crossovers. Breaunna and Cy-Anne nodded in agreement.
The varsity game was leading into the second quarter when the junior varsity boys emerged from the locker room with their duffle bags strapped across their chest. The boys came up the bleachers stopping occasionally to get dap and good words from friends and random observers.
Justin placed his bag down and sat directly next to Lowlah. Leaning over her to give Breaunna dap and smile over at Bahja and Cy-Anne before wrapping his arms tightly around Lowlah causing her to sniff his crispy and sexy cologne.
“Hey.” Lowlah cooed breathy in his ear. He smiled at her briefly before looking away and focusing on the game.
“You were so great out there babe. Mostly when you caught that alley from Justin and laid the ball in.” She recited vaguely something she heard someone below them say.
“Oh you saw that? You’re so cute when you talk basketball baby.” Issa said wrapping his arm around her shoulders and kissing the top of her head.
“I saw you up here cheering for me.” Justin said while continuing to watch the game. Lowlah shrugged.
“I was cheering for a team win. You just happened to be making most of the points.”
“Wow, you can’t just admit you were watching me.” Justin laughed.
“I can’t admit something that’s not true.” Lowlah giggled. He shook his head before standing up and clapping for the first dunk of the game. Done by Jermaine after a throw from Drake. As the other team passed the ball inbounds Coach Rose praised and clapped for them.
“You saw that eh? Shit was crazy!”
“I’m sitting here with you arent I, eh?” Lowlah tried to mock his canadian accent and subconscious use of “eh”.
“If you say aren’t I, you can’t use eh.” He corrected her. She rolled her eyes.
“There you go again, correcting me.”
“Oh, I’m sorry can I get you something to make up for it?”
“Huh?” Lowlah asked unsure of the question.
“I’m going to the concession stand do you want anything?”
“Oh yeah, let me get a slice of cheese pizza and a sprite.” She said before bending down to dig in her tube sock which had the design of multiple colorful donuts on it to get a ten dollar bil.
“Alright.” He said standing up and starting down the bleacher steps.
“Wait, Justin, here’s the money.” She called down to him.
“It’s cool, it’s on me.” He winked back at her and continued down the steps disappearing out of the double doors.
“He likes you.” Cy said with a twizzler in her mouth. Lowlah looked over and tried to ignore her comment. It didn’t work.
“How do you know?” Lowlah asked with pure intrigue. Cy wiggled her eyebrows.
“I just have that intuition.” She smirked and bit off another piece of her twizzler. Lowlah rolled her eyes and sighed. Well if it was that easy to tell that Justin liked her was it obvious that she might like him back.
Zonnique took a confident strut up the bleacher steps and said “Hi” to her friends making sure she ignored Lowlah. They had never settled the Justin issue and were still enemies.
“Who’s that white boy with the tattoos? He is too fine. Does he go here?” Zonnique asked with a pounding heart. Breaunna and Bahja looked at each other trying to figure out if they were both thinking of Justin.
“His name’s Justin Bieber. He’s on the JV team.” Bre spilled some info on the new guy.
“He’s a junior, he just got here this semester.” Bahja added.
“He is hella cute and he smiled at me when I walked in. If he likes me he better let me know cause I’m looking for a rebound.” Zonnique bragged. Lowlah had to hold back her laughter when she heard Zonnique’s thirstiness. Justin came back into the gym with two pizzas and two drinks. Zo pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and adjusted her shirt to expose some overbearing cleavage.
“Here, they didn’t have sprite so I got you Sierra Mist ‘cause they’re basically the same thing.” Justin apologized as he handed Lowlah her food contents. She smiled at him.
“It’s okay Jussy.” She said before looking over her shoulder at Zonnique and winking. Zo’s jaw dropped as she watched Lowlah scoot over for the boy to sit and he admire her as she took a bite out of the pizza.
“Thank you for paying by the way. I’ll pay you back when I have change for a ten.” Lowlah explained. Justin shook his head.
“It’s alright, keep your money.” Justin smiled. Zonnique remained silent and placed her chin on her palm trying to minimize her anger.
“Thanks again then.”
“You won’t get away with just a thank you…you owe me a favor.” Justin said biting his bottom lip and examining her face waiting for a response.
“Favor? Like what exactly? Because I’d rather just pay you back than have something held over my head.” Lowlah said blatantly.
“It’s not a big deal… But it has something to do with something big.” He vaguely responded. Lowlah gave him an apprehensive look making him chuckle before taking a bite of the pizza.
“It better not jeopardize my relationship.” Lowlah said taking the initiative to save what she already had. Justin’s eyes practically popped out of his head.
“Woah, no I wouldn’t do that. Justin had you first, I wouldn’t sneak up and steal another dude’s chick.”
“I was just making sure.”
“Who even said I liked you? Cocky ass.”
“Call me cocky if you want but you’re just really bad at hiding. We’ll keep this between us Justin, okay?”
“Keep what between us? Because between us I could get you if I really want to.” Justin winked. Lowlah placed her hand over her chest to feign offense.
“Oh but I’m the cocky one?!” Lowlah teased. Zonnique was eavesdropping and she was glad she had because a brilliant idea popped into her mind.
“Can you guys come to the concession stand with me?” Zo asked Bre, Bahja and Cy. Lowlah cut her eyes at them as they all went down the bleachers and out through the double doors. There was a minute and thirty seconds left on the clock and Cobras had the ball but they were down by five points.
“Lauren meet us out there at the half. Alright?” Evan said as he walked past the cheer team with his best friend, Tristan. Lauren narrowed her eyes at them and took a deep breath. She was going to find Nicki and they were going to settle things.
She had to find Nicki and they were going to settle things with these two. Lauren stood up and threw her pompoms into her duffle bag.
“There’s still time on the clock!” Meagan shouted to her. Lauren looked back and quickly rolled her eyes.
“I have something to take care of.” She vaguely told her before walking out of the double doors and into the Gym lobby. She first looked around to see if Nicki was in plain sight but she wasn’t.
She dug into her bra and pulled out her new iPhone 5, compliments of Tyga’s wallet. She started to dial Nicki’s number and called. It rang three times before the halftime buzzer went off and the Gym lobby door pushed open.
It was Malaya finishing a McDonalds grilled chicken wrap and throwing it into the garbage can. Seconds later Nicki emerged from the same door.
“I was just calling you girl.” Lauren said in the direction of the two girls while pressing the end button on the call. Malaya raised her eyebrows.
“What? Did they try to go to the club already? Cause I didn’t tell my manager about no earlier dates then-”
“No, no. I was talking to Nicki.” Lauren said politely.
“Oh.” Malaya said dryly before walking to the middle of the gym court floor.
“What’s up boo?” She asked while looking over Lauren’s shoulder at the step team getting in line at the middle of the floor.
“They’re here. I need you to confront them with me or at least be my back up. I don’t want to go out there alone.”
“Honey, the step team is performing. Uh, maybe after but I have to go.” She squeezed her hand apologetically, “coming!” She shouted to her team. Looking at Lauren one more time before
running to her team.
With anxiety in her face Lauren made her way to the gym lobby. She had to decide what she would do.
“Yas Lauren, I see y’all doin’ the damn thing!” Cassie clapped for her. Lauren tried to fake her dimpled smile. Cassie saw through it immediately.
“Are you okay? Why do you look so sad?” She asked approaching her with open arms. Lauren couldn’t bring her arms up to hugging Cassie back.
“I’m in a whole lot of shit Cassie.” Lauren sighed.
“What do you mean? Like what?”
“Hey Lauren, we’re over here.” Tristan exclaimed from the double doors leading out to the courtyard in the night light. Lauren looked over her shoulder and motioned for Cassie to let go.
“Who are they?” Cassie asked through clenched teeth so that they couldn’t make out her words but Lauren didn’t answer. She simply turned around and walked out the doors to the two boys.
“I want to lay it all out right now. I won’t have you blackmailing me any more. It’s petty as fuck and I will have no part of it.” She started. Tristan grinned and looked over at Evan.
“Well, you know what happens if you don’t cooperate Lauren.”
“It’s not our fault you decided to cheat on your boyfriend and we got a picture of it. You feel me?” Evan winked and tried to wrap his arm over her shoulder. She backed up.
“I’m not going to beg you niggas anymore. I don’t care what you do with the picture anymore. You can still go to the club but other than that don’t fuck with me… Don’t talk to me just leave me alone.”
Lauren dropped her arms in exhaustion. Evan and Tristan’s eyes were wide. They didn’t know what to do next.
“Tyga’s going to find out about this any minute now unless you want to re-think what you just said.”
“I told you I don’t care. It’s more stressful to be blackmailed and bullied by two petty ass niggas than to just tell my boyfriend myself.” Lauren admitted to not only them but herself. She turned around and began to run back into the building bypassing Iggy and not asking if she heard anything because she was hoping she could catch Ty before the game started again.
“Michael!” Lauren shouted as she watched the Estrella High basketball team run back on the court to run a few warm up drills before the third quarter began.
“Hey babe, what’s up?” He asked quickly running out of line to the entrance where she stood fiddling her hands and avoiding eye contact.
“What’s wrong?” He asked lifting her chin with his finger. Her eyes met his and the concern he had for her well being made her want to kill herself. How could she hurt the man who care about her so much?
She took a deep breath and remembered if she didn’t tell him now, he’d find out later from everyone else.
“A boy kissed me while you were in Vietnam.”
“What?” He asked scrunching up his eyebrows and looking around trying to blame his inability to hear on something surrounding them.
“Babe, a boy kissed me while you were on vacation and a guy that was with him took a picture of it. I wanted to tell you but I just love you too much to hurt you and I didn’t want you to think I cheated. I love-”
“Why would I think you cheated if you just told me he’s the one who kissed you?”
“Because… I’ve been on a date with his friend.”
“What? Wait… What? You dated one guy and kissed a different guy while I was gone?!”
“No, he kissed me!” Lauren tried to defend herself.
“Michael!” Coach Rose called out to him and gestured for him to come back to the huddle. The buzzer sounded alerting everyone that there were thirty more seconds until the beginning of the second half. All the cheerleaders began to file back into the gym and assume their positions on the bleachers. Lauren was in a standstill.
She knew it was the right thing to do but it hurt like hell to see him walk away from her and avoid looking back.
The remainder of the game was an angry Tyga running the ball down the court and making shots with ease but never looking over to Lauren like he did every time he made a shot in the first half. Lauren’s cheers were quieter almost like a whisper because her mind was on bigger things.
The game ended with a score of 88 to 72. The Estrella High Panthers take their first win of the season! Giving them a starting record of 1-0.
“Awesome! Oh wow! Like totally freak me out I mean right on!” The cheerleaders clapped twice before continuing, “The Panthers sure are number one!” The crowd joined in nicely.
“Let’s go Panthers! Yay!” They spirited and picked up their duffle bags to exit the gym with the crowd.
Lauren walked all the way out to the parking lot and sat on the trunk of Tyga’s Audi R8. She sat with her hands in her lap and tried to steady her breathing. It seemed like everything was moving in slow motion as she waited for Ty to come out of the locker room and approach his car.
“Gym tomorrow right? Alright, see y’all boys.” Chris made his way to the motorcycle he had parked right next to Tyga’s car.
“Where’s Rihanna?” Chris asked Lauren. She shrugged unable to make words come out of her mouth.
“We just won! What kind of a cheerleader are you?” Chris pushed her in the shoulder. She managed to lifted the corners of her mouth into a smile but nothing more. She was on the borderline of tears as she realized her man might not forgive her for this.
“I just… Uh, where’s Michael?” Her voice unintentionally cracked. He looked her up and down and her body language revealed how nervous she was.
“He’s coming out. What’s wrong?” He asked placing both hands on her shoulders. She sniffled back some snot before it ran out of her nose and looked up trying to hold back her tears.
“It’s all my fault I let everything go. I just need to talk to him.” Lauren admitted, then quickly wiped a stray tear from her eye.
“What do you mean it’s your fault? What’d you do?”
“I… I…” Lauren began but she saw her boyfriend coming toward the car now with a duffle bag across his chest the warm-up pants and a Estrella High Class of 2014 t-shirt.
“Michael, I… Can we talk?” Lauren pleaded but his face was stale. He seemed to look right through her.
“Call me before you hit the gym tomorrow alright.” Tyga spoke to Chris. Ignoring Lauren. She stared at him although he didn’t make eye contact with her.
“Alright, I got you. Lauren, cheer up baby girl.” He said turning away before it go awkward. He had his own relationship problems to deal with and he had to get over to that problem right now.
“Michael-” She started.
“Can you get off the trunk? I have to put my bag back there.” He interrupted.
“Not until you promise to talk to me.”
“I am talking to you.”
"Michael… I love you. Nothing can change that, I swear." She hopped off the tunk and began her plea. He popped open his trunk and placed his duffle bag in.
"Lauren, get in the car." Michael demanded as he slid into the driver’s side and shut the door. Her jaw dropped as she tried to handle this unexpected reaction.
"Michael… Are you mad?"
He wrapped his arm around the back of the passenger seat to get a clear view out of the rear window when he backed out.
He remained silent and pulled out of the parking lot. The only noise filling the silence was the alert of a passenger not wearing their seat belt.
"Put your seat belt on." He said before turning up the volume on the radio. Lauren sighed and did what she was told.
All she wanted to do was apologize, kiss the man she loved and start over but she knew if the tables were turned she wouldn’t let him off the hook that easy.
She tried to look out the window and stop herself from crying. It helped long enough because she last the car ride home. Usually Tyga would park in her driveway, have a few final words, kiss her goodnight and say he’d be there in the morning.
Tonight was different.
He pressed down on the gas so his car would be at a complete stop but continue running. He unlocked the doors and kept his eyes focused on the road ahead of him, he didn’t even drop her at her front door he stopped in the street and she would have to cross to get home.
She was astonished, never had she witnessed him being so cold. She grabbed her duffle bag from the backseat and slid out of the car. She slammed the door behind her and strutted.
"Yo, Lauren!" Michael called for her from a rolled down window. She turned around and subconciously her heart fluttered giving her mind false hope.
"Wait for me to call you. Don’t text me, talk to me or come look for me before then." He sternly instructed her before rolling the window back up and speed off toward the exit of the community.
She stood there in the middle of the road, the tears she had held back demanded to be let out now. Her lip began to quiver and the waterworks flowed. Streams of tears patterned her cheeks and her breathing became uncontrollable.
First Chris and Rihanna now Lauren and Michael, it seems like infidelity is really the leading killer for relationships. But, can either of them get over this bump in the road? They can if their relationship is worth it but it’s fun to watch all of it unfold.
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“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.
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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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