I'm in the kitchen making a bowl of Frosted Flakes® and that's when Erika walks in. I sit down at the table looking at the back of the cereal box, yes I know that's a little immature but I be getting caught up in the mazes. Erika makes a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios® and sits down in front of me.
I looked away from my cereal box and just glared at her. She must have felt me looking at her because she said "Can I help you?"
"What the fuck is your problem?"
"What the fuck are you talking about Alexia?"
"I'm talking about you and Ty last night!"
At first she looked shocked. Then she started playing with her fingers
"Look Alexia, it wasn't anything serious. We just got real drunk at a party ,at least I did, and I wasn't thinking. I'm so sorry."
I was looking her in her eyes, trying to read her, to see if she was really sorry and if she meant it. I felt like she was but I didn't want to let her know that.
"I'm going to the mall with Shay, so imma go get ready" I said changing the subject while putting my bowl in the sink. She nodded her head and went back to her cereal.
I ran upstairs to my room to find something to wear. I picked out some high-waist faded jean shorts with a brown belt , a black Marilyn Monroe shirt, and a pair of cheetah Vans. I took a shower and got dressed. Shay called me and told me she was outside. I grabbed my crossover bag and headed out.
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"So you really saw him come out her room?"
"Yup."
"Lucky that wasn't me. I would have cut a bitch." I swear Shay is so crazy but I don't know what I would do without her.
We got to the mall and went in almost every store. I still wanted to go to Foot Locker though. First we went to the food court and went to Auntie Annie's to get a pretzel. I got the cinnamon sugar dips, which was much needed.
"Alright. Ready?" I asked Shay as she was using her finger to get the rest of her cheese dip.
"Huh? Oh yea I'm ready" she said with her finger in her mouth. I just shook my head and started walking.
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"Oooo Shay! Look at these." I said holding up a pair of Air Maxes.
"Those are cute. You gonna get em?"
"Yeah."
I was trying to look for a worker so I could ask them for my size and that's when I felt a force pushed me and I fell to the ground.
"Oh my bad ma!" I heard a voice say.
I looked up and it was this dude with a red polo, camo pants, a red an black snapback on backwards, and a pair of Concords. I must say he was lookin mighty fresh. He reached a hand down to me so he could help me up. I grabbed it and he pulled me to my feet.
"I apologize. I ain't mean to bump into you like that" he said
"I ain't even trippin" I said waving him off. "Just watch where you goin next time."
"I gotchu. I'm DJ by the way." he said reaching out for a handshake
"I'm Alexia." I said as I grabbed his hand. It was getting awkward so I decided to make an excuse so I can go.
"Yup. Well uuuh.. I gotta go see about these shoes."
"Aight ma. Maybe we can see each other again." This nigga. I just gave him a little smile and started walking to the counter. I finally got my shoes and me and Shay started to head home.
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"Who was that boy you were talking to in Foot Locker?" Shay asked looking back and forth from the road to me.
"Some dude named DJ. He bumped into me while I was tryna get my shoes."
"Oh. But girl he was Foooiiiinnn!" I couldn't do anything but laugh. Why is she so stupid?
"So you picking me up later tonight?" I asked Shay. We was suppose to go to this party tonight.
"Yea. I'll be here about 8."
"Okay. See you later."
I got out the car and she drove off. I unlocked the front door and ran upstairs to my room. I wanted to get a quick nap in before tonight so I changed into some comfy clothes and laid on my bed.
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My alarm went off at 6 because I know if I didn't set it then I would definitely over sleep. I got up, picked my outfit, and went to take a shower. I love showers. That's the moment of the day where you're away from everyone and not only that but it feels so good.
I got out the shower and brushed my teeth. I don't do sleep breath. Ain't nuthin like talkin to a bomb ass dude and he can't focus on nuthin but a shitty ass mouth. I leave that for the nasty bitches.
I went to my room and found some underwear and a bra. I put lotion on all over me and put my outfit on. I had on a Fresh Prince shirt that was ripped and had strings hanging from it, black leggings, and a pair of gray timberlands.
I went to the bathroom to do my hair. I didn't have to do much. I just touched it up with the flat iron a little bit. As for makeup, I dont really wear makeup. I just put on mascara grab my Carmex and I'm good.
My phone started ringing. I knew it was Shay saying that she was outside. So I grabbed my bag and my key and I was out.
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We got to the house and it was mad hype. When we walked in they were playing Bad remix with Rihanna. All I saw was grinding, twerking, drinking, and smoking. Damn. This shit was all the way turnt.
Me and Shay walked to the kitchen to get a drink. I grabbed a wine cooler and took a hit of some shit that Shay had. I wasn't gone but I wasn't fully there either. I felt like dancing so I went to crowd of people getting it by the stereo and started dancing, that's when my song Panoramic came on. I started twerking my ass off. All of a sudden I felt somebody behind me but its a party so I don't give a fuck. After the song went off I was tired and hot so I was gonna go get another wine cooler. I turned around and I saw such a familiar face. DJ.
"Damn ma. You did yo thang"
"Mhm. Whatever." with that I walked away or I tried. Before I could get anywhere he grabbed my arm and pulled me to him.
"Why you gotta be so salty towards me?" he said with a fake pout face. I snatched my arm away from him and started walking towards the kitchen. I got another wine cooler and watched everybody dance.
"Hey." Damn can this nigga back the fuck up?
"I really wanna know why you don't like me."
I looked at him and I could tell that he was being serious. I rolled my eyes and said
"I never said I didn't like you. I just don't know you."
He came closer to me and whispered in my ear
"Well you can get to know me"
I'm not even gonna lie. He is sexy as fuck but I'm not really trying to be in a relationship right now or anything close to one. He gave me a smirk then grabbed my arm and started pulling me.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked. He better not be trying no slick shit.
"Chill ma. I gotchu."
We went upstairs and this house was big as fuck.
"Don't be trying some slick shit because I will chop yo shit off."
He must have thought I was joking because he started laughing. We went in this room and is was like a game room. There was a hockey table, a pool table, xbox, and a whole bunch of other stuff.
"So I'm guessing this is your place?" I said.
"Yup."
"It's nice."
"Thanks."
He walked away then came back.
"Here." He said handing me a pool stick. I took it and we started playing. I really don't know how to play so DJ was beating me horribly.
"Look." he said as he started walking towards me. He came behind me and said "Hold it like this."
I kind of liked him hovering over me. He smelled so good and his breath on my neck was giving me chills.
After he taught me how to hold the stick, I got a ball in. I started celebrating like I actually did something.
"Calm down ma." He said laughing "You ain't that good."
I didn't realize he was standing so close, so when I turned around to talk shit, my lips brushed across his. We were both still and just stared at each. We were so close I could smell the mint on his breath. This nigga was prepared. I closed my eyes about to reach for a kiss and then there was a loud bang. I mentally groaned.
"What the fuck?" DJ said looking mad and confused. We went downstairs and there were the cops. They were clearing everyone out and telling them to leave.
"Shit." DJ huffed under his breath.
He looked at me and said "You should probably go."
I nodded my head and walked to the door. I looked back at him and saw he was talking to the officer then I walked out.
I got home and passed out on the sofa. I ain't even have enough energy to make it up the stairs. I laid on my back with my hand resting on my forehead. Damn. What a night.