Learn Ya

Chapter 11: Part I

"Is this pimp walk that I gave you. You might want to straighten up babygirl before they all know you got the passion stick last night."

This nigga. 

I pushed him off of me and walked back in the room. I immediately started applying my lotion... smiling.

"Hurry up. We have to go to Tasha's. She is having a cookout."

I heard the shower turn on as he yelled, "I thought it was later, why we leaving so early."

"Tasha has Luna and she's pregnant. Ain't no way she gone be able to cook all that food by herself. We gone go help."

"We?"

"Okay Dontè, Ima help and you gone hang out with the rest of ya boys."  putting emphasis on the boys.

I grinned in the inside knowing how much they hate it when we refer to them as adolescent pubescents.

"Chill with that boy shit. Plus I need to talk to Scoop anyway."

My heart stopped. Before now, I forgot about the fact that Scoop was the reason I found all this out. For that I respect him but I didnt want them to loose their friendship.  Or his life.

I walked to the bathroom and stood outside the shower.

"Listen I know Scoop wasn't suppose to say nothing but he had a right to. Please don't take this out on him."

The shower head cutt off and it was complete silence. The towel hanging on the door disappeared.

Dontè got out the shower with the towel on his waist. He brushed past me and said absolutely nothing.

I jogged to catch up with him as he went to his emergency drawer to find some clothes. I slithered through and got between him and the drawer.

"Promise me." I looked him deeply in his eyes. He looked away and kissed my forehead.

Well here we go.

I got out of his way and starting picking out my outfit. I settled on a basic nude sweater dress and my Michael Kors tennis shoes. I put my hair in a bun and topped it all with nude lipgloss.

I figured I should dress comfortably since I was going to be both cooking and eating at Tasha's house. Plus my body felt like it got hit by a truck.

Dontè threw on an all black outfit, and put a gold simple gold chain on.

After about another hour and a whole lotta change, we ended up in Tasha's driveway.

It was a modern two story house in a little suburban community. As soon as we pulled up I could already hear Luna running around the house.

Marcus walked out the house and lit a blunt that was hiding behind his ear. He looked stressed out.

"Poor thang. He is probably wore out." I laughed and opened the car door.

Dontè hopes out the car and heads towards Marcus. Then they do they lil signature handshake or whatnot.

"Wassup man. You good?" Dontè looked him in his eyes for clarity. But everybody know Marcus gone speak his mind anyway.

"Nigga no." He lit his safety blunt and took the longest drag possible. My eyes bucked in amazement. This nigga smoke like he been weed before in an afterlife.

"My bad Angel, but them kids is bad as hell! A nigga need a mothafuckn antidote." He blew his smoke out and reached to hug me.

I laughed my ass off as I hugged Marcus and walked in the house. I figured I should go ahead and help out. Plus maybe Marcus can calm Donté down before Scoop arrives.