Chapter Eighteen

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~Aliyah's POV
I woke up with a pounding headache.

My upper arms and thighs were sore. I managed to get out of bed, to make breakfast.

"Shit!" I yelled as I fell hard on the hardwood floor.

"Ugh!" I moaned.

I got up and went into the kitchen.
"Wassup Aliyah." Jacob said, holding his arms out for me to hug him.

I reached out, and screamed in pain.
"What the hell did I do last night?" I half scream-half whispered.

"You.... Haha." Jacob chuckled.

"What?"

"Nothin, you just had one drink too many."

"Oh."

I went for the refrigerator door handle, missing it by at least six inches.
"Where is the handle?" I murmured I myself.

"Damn, your hangover huge!" Jacob exclaimed as he opened the fridge for me.

I stood there giving a blank expression.
"Where are the eggs?" I asked.

"My god, okay. You're clearly too hung over to cook. Go change, We'll go to Mickey D's" He said before grabbing his keys.

I humped my shoulders, and went to the bathroom.
I did my hygiene, and pulled my hair in a lazy ponytail.

"Hmm," I said to myself as I looked for my outfit.
I finally chose a black pullover 'Love' sweatshirt, capris, and red low-cut converse.

"Let's go!" He yelled, opening the front door.

"Damn, don't yell so loud." I said, grabbing my phone and bag.
We walked outside to the car, and he sped off.
He turned the radio on, and Cashin' Out started blaring out of the speakers.

"Ugh, no. Turn it down please." I groaned, grabbing my forehead.
My headache got worse since when I woke up.

We finally pulled up to a McDonalds, and he ordered.
'I'll have two-no, three sausage Mcgriddles, an egg mcmuffin, and a premium roast coffee." He spoke into the order speaker.

"What do you want?" He asked.
"Uh, I'll have a Bacon, Cheese, and Egg bagel with a premium roast iced coffee." I said.

He pulled up to the Pick-up window and a girl, appearing to be 17, recited how much he owed.
"That'll be $12.95- OH MY GOD!"
Her excitement jerked me awake.

"Jacob! I haven't seen you in forever!"

"Imani? Is that you?" He said, half-disbelief, half-suprised.

"Yeah! How've you been?" She asked, grinning.

I don't know why, but I felt a little possessive of Jacob. It kinda brewed a little jealousy in me.

"Great! What about you?" He responded.
Can we go?

"Great! Is this your girl?" She asked, glancing at me.

"Uh, naw." He said, chuckling.

"Hey, I'm haing a function this Saturday, you know. It would be great if you could come!" She exclaimed.

"Yeah! Same place?"

"You know it." She cooed, winking.
Jacob gave her the money, and she exchanged our food.

"I'll see you Saturday." Jacob said before driving off.

"I'll see you Saturday!" I mimicked Imani's high voice.

"What's wrong with you?" Jacob asked, giving me a stank look.

"Nothing." I grabbed the bag of food, and sorted out my food.

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