𝐤𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐞 𝐣. 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐬
𝙳𝙴𝙲𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁 || 𝙱𝙰𝚃𝙾𝙽 𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙴, 𝙻𝙰.
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"So you just went off?"
Neno sighed as we sat in the booth of the private karaoke lounge that we were in, "Yes, them niggas was trying me."
"So what did your coach say?" I asked.
"My temper around them has been a reoccurring problem and he said the next time I lash out, whether it's a game or a practice, that he's going to suspend me from playing for however long he feels."
"I know those boys irk but keep your act together and just focus on you. The last thing you would want is to be suspended your senior year." I said watching him just sigh and lean his head on my shoulder.
"I'm tired of basketball."
"Are you tired of basketball or are you just tired of the team?"
"I can't tell yet," He breathed out before leaning up to kiss me. "Enough with my issues, we came here to have a good time. What's a song you know word for word?"
"Anything by Drake." I laughed and he just nodded.
He handed me the microphone as he typed in a song, and abruptly I heard the beat from 'Over' by Drake aggressively come in loud as hell. I immediately smiled and jumped up from out of the booth I was sitting in.
"I know way too many people here right now that I didn't know last year, who the fuck are y'all?" I rapped into the microphone, smiling as Neno recorded me.
We were obviously out at a karaoke lounge that Neno had found. It was very modernly furnished and also offered a ton of different music options. What I liked was that it was different rooms, and we just had a room to ourselves.
With everything I had going on at home on top of my school stress I just needed something fun. Anything to take my mind off of the fact that it was now December and I didn't even know if my mother would make it to live until Christmas.
"Y'all know them? Well fuck it, me either." I continued to rap as the song went on, getting out of my thoughts.
The entire time I was there most of the songs I requested to play were Drake songs. Most of Neno's songs consisted of Ashanti, Brandy, 3LW, and a little NBA Youngboy here and there. But it was safe to say that he was an old head.
"Sing this with me," He smiled showing off the infamous braces that I loved, handing me the second mic as 'So Into You' by Tamia started to play.
"I think you're truly something special." I smiled widely, singing as the song came in without looking at the lyrics on the screen that was above us.
"What you know bout this?"
"Boy you not the only old head." I playfully rolled my eyes and continued to terribly sing to the song as he joined in.
As the song continued on we ended up dancing with each other rather than singing. He held me closely while smiling and staring into my eyes, moving the both of us with the beat of the song. I couldn't help but to do anything but smile and laugh being that the butterflies in my stomach were flying around rapidly.
If it was one thing Neno knew how to do was make me extremely nervous.
The song ended and he planted a kiss on my forehead before smiling, "That song deadass how I feel about you, Cici. Shit crazy as fuck."
"Really?"
"You know how I feel about you." He shrugged.
"I don't actually."
I could make a million assumptions as to how he felt about me but he had never said it himself. I liked when people told me directly how they felt about me instead of just letting my mind wander and convince myself of whatever I made up inside of my mind.
"What she said. With every passing moment, thoughts of you run through my head," He licked his lips before laughing. "But nah for real, I like you a lot. I liked you even before we went out bowling that one time."
"You're smart, you're pretty, sophisticated. And you enjoy helping others even when you may or may not get something beneficial out of it.."
He continued, "I notice the smallest shit about you so don't call me a creep when I say this but, I love the way your nose curls up when something confuses you. I love how observant and inquisitive you are. I notice how when something makes you nervous you hold onto any piece of jewelry you have on. And I notice how you always try your hardest to be nice to the people around you."
"I haven't felt this way about nobody in a long, long time Kacie. But aye, like J Cole said, if eyes could talk then mines would tell ya' that I'm feeling you." He shrugged quoting a song lyric from 'Deja Vu'
"With that being said.."
Before I could even say anything in response to everything that he had said to me he turned on Deja Vu and started yelling the lyrics loudly into his mic as I just stood there, flabbergasted.
"Corny ass." I laughed.
Who knew he felt that way about little ole me.
...
"Welcome home, Kacie! We're doing family dinner tonight. You can go upstairs and change or what not but make sure to come back quick so your food doesn't get cold." My dad spoke to me as soon as I walked into the house.
I nodded and made my way upstairs to my room, stripping out of my clothes with a big ass grin on my face. The same big ass grin that I had ever since Neno confessed all of his feelings to me.
I now understood why girls loved being in relationships because before him I had never really seen the hype around it. But here I was, imagining the rest of my life with this man after a simple karaoke date.
I put on my pajamas and headed back downstairs seeing that both my mother and father was at the kitchen table. That was something I hadn't seen in at least a year.
"Mom, you're here." I smiled, sitting down at the table seeing that it was chicken, mashed potatoes, and salad in front of me.
"Yes ma'am. I had to get out that room."
"How was your day, Kacie?" My dad asked me as I took a bite out of my chicken.
"It was good." My giddy ass smiled.
"What did you do?"
I sat for a moment to sit and think about if I wanted to lie or just tell them the truth. I hated to relate everything back to my mother not having much time left but since she didn't then I wanted to mention Neno to her before she left.
"I went out to this karaoke lounge with a guy from school. We went to the one right by the old crawfish place we used to go to—"
"A boy?" My mother gasped dramatically with one hand over her heart while my father's eyes damn near bulged out of his head.
"Yes, his name is Emanuel." I shrugged.
Awkward as hell considering I have never ever in my seventeen years of living mentioned a boy to them, let alone had a male interest.
"Do you like this Mr. Emanuel?" My dad raised an eyebrow.
"I do. It's been about two months and I can see it going somewhere."
"I been waiting my whole life for this moment. You have never ever mentioned a boy to us, not even one that you just found attractive. I'm so happy to hear this girl I was starting to think you was gay." My mother sighed. "When can we meet this Mr. Emanuel?"
"I can arrange something with him." I smiled.
"Let me know if that little boy tries any funny shit cause I will hurt his ass. You know it's war behind my little girl—"
"Chill yo' god fearing ass out." My mom rolled her eyes.
"Still don't play about my little girl. So like I said—"
"I will let you know dad." I rolled my eyes playfully.
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𝐚/𝐧: this getting boring chat?