Kenya POV-
"Here you go." Jarvis got in the car with our food.
"Thank you. I didn't even know they still had drive-ins." I said as the previews began to play on the huge screen.
Jarvis had took me to a drive-in move theater that played older movies. Today it was playing, Love and Basketball.
"Oh yeah. It's not that many of them but they have them." He put our drinks in his car cup holder.
He handed me some nachos and he got a hot-dog.
Of course O wanted to hang tonight but I told him I had plans with Brandon. I wasn't going to give him any reason to block by telling him I was on this date with Jarvis.
"So tell me about yourself Miss Kenya. Where you from?" He said putting condiments on his hot dog.
"Fayetteville, North Carolina. And you from Convent, Louisiana right?"
"Yup. But I grew up in Lutcher. Either way, I'm a Louisiana boy through and through." He took a bite of his hot-dog.
"How long you been playing football?" I asked eating some of my nachos.
The sound of the previews were in the background.
"8 maybe. I was apart of a youth football league. My mama put me in it to keep me out of trouble you know. And I ain't looked back since."
"I think that's so cool. How you can start something so young and it can ultimately be the thing that changes your life. Like can you believe the draft is going to happen for you this year."
"Yeah that is crazy. That's all you dream about then wala you walking inside your dream. Just being at LSU is a dream. With the way shit is in the world, my mother didn't even know if I would live to see these days. But to see how happy she is in the stands for me, everytime we have a game. That's what keeps me playing. Even through the hard times."
"I think that's absolutely wonderful and inspiring." I smiled at him.
"No. What is inspiring is you. I don't know much about you, but I do know the general consensus is that you're brilliant. You stay on the school website winning awards for academics and research."
"That was one award. And it was just for some formula I came up with." I brushed it off.
"Formula you came up with? You acting like anybody can do that."
I laughed. "It just comes natural to me. My goal is to create cosmetic products, all types, that actually cater to women of color. Me being darker skin, I always wondered why products didn't really cater to us. Then in high school we had career day. And this woman came in and she said she was a chemist for L'Oreal and her job was to develop formulas for their products, depending on the skin type, need, etc. and instantly I knew that's what I wanted to do. Because for every product you use. A chemist is in the lab, developing the product through formulas."
"Wow. Beautiful and Brilliant." He looked at me in awe.
"Aw thank you." I blushed.
"I'm serious. I always knew you were gorgeous but I ain't never heard of nobody doing that. You get the normal, doctors, lawyers, etc. but that? Whew baby, you bad."
"Thank you." I chuckled.
The movie started.
"This is one of my favs." I said looking at the movie.
"Well I knew just what to do then." Jarvis smirked.
"Yes. You get points for this." I smiled.
There was silence for a moment as we just ate and watched the movie.
"So you and O don't date?" He asked.
"Yuck no. He's strictly just my friend."
"Friends don't really interact the way y'all do." He looked at me skeptical. "I be seeing how he look at you."
"Look at me?" I laughed.
"Yeah. You don't notice? Men look a certain way at women they love. Even if it's just asking to pass the remote. On top of that he practically lives at your place and y'all interact like a couple."
"How do we interact like a couple?" I chuckled. This was blowing me because I didn't see it.
"You kissing his gloves before games."
"That started as a joke."I defended myself.
"Your initials being inside his gloves. I got friends but they initials ain't in my shit. How at games you can't make when we're away, he calls you immediately before and after. Win or lose. Just the way y'all interact period seems like a relationship."
"Well it's not. It's a friendship and that's all it's going to be."
"You don't like him even a little bit?" He looked at me like tell the truth.
"No." I laughed. "I honestly don't see what all these other girls see. He's just O to me. But everyone that knows me, knows I have always had a crush on Jarvis Landry."
"Really?" He smirked.
"Really. I just admire your sense of humor. I'm always cracking up at the dances you do on the field after a touch down. But what got me most was, that awards ceremony you guys had. I went with O to it. And you just gave this long speech about how your mother had nothing, but gave you everything. And I swear I was sitting at my table crying when you started to."
"Now I'm embarrassed." He turned his head away, smiling slightly embarrassed.
"No. I thought it was cute."
"You know most chicks I'm with, can't even hold proper conversation. They not really interested in me and my life. Or what I have to say. They just want what they think will be life in the spotlight. But it's like you the first that ever said something of substance about me. I can tell you don't care about who Juice is, you just want to know Jarvis."
"Really?"
"Gods honest truth. Most of these chicks all they got to give is pussy. Sorry for the language, but you just made me wonder after that, then what?" He looked at me seriously, slightly biting his bottom lip.
Oh my God he looked so sexy at that moment.
"Wow." I laughed nervously. "Thank you I guess."
"I don't want this to be our last date. I would love to see you again?"
"Aw Juice me too."
He leaned over and kissed me. It was going fine until But I felt his hand creep up my dress. I stopped the kiss.
"What's wrong?" He looked at me.
"I don't feel comfortable you touching me like that."
"K we both grown. Why you tripping? Enjoy the moment." He proceeded to kiss me again this time grabbing my breast.
I pushed him hard off of me.
"Take me home." I demanded.
"You acting like you don't know what this is?"
"Is that what you thought this would be? Me have sex with you on the first night?"
"What are you a virgin? This ain't high school." He said angry.
"Wow. And to believe I gave your ass the benefit of the doubt." I was about to get out the car. He grabbed my arm.
I immediately grabbed my pepper spray and sprayed his eyes.
"Ahhhh...bitch." He screamed, rubbing his eyes profusely.
I jumped out this car. Slammed the door and briskly walked far away, calling Brandon to see if he could pick me up.
It hit me then. That's what O was trying to protect me from and now I feel so stupid, that I ever doubted one of the most important people in my life. What were you thinking K? 😔
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Odell POV-
"Ey Juice." My teammates called out at different points as he walked in the locker room.
"Hey y'all." He went to his locker and put his stuff in.
I ignored his presence and just kept getting dressed for practice.
"What you do, yesterday night bro? I know you was getting into something. Ya dick stay wet." My teammate Duke dapped him laughing.
Duke was a naive freshmen and Juice was his fucking hero. He stayed hyping that nigga up. 🙄
"That's apart of it when you Juice baby." He laughed. "You'll be almost like me in a couple years."
"Who was it? That bad Latino bitch Lorena?" Duke asked.
I sat down at the chair in front of my locker putting on my gloves.
"Nah. Yesterday's pussy was a little different."
"Different?" Duke laughed.
"Yeah. Did something I ain't never did before."
"What's that nigga?" Duke asked.
"A fat bitch."
"A fat bitch?" Duke repeated. "Precious fat?"
"Nah she ain't that big. But fat enough to be obese." He laughed, getting dressed.
The way this dude talked about women was so sickening. But I knew he wasn't talking about K, cause she was with Brandon last night.
"Nigga you stupid." Duke laughed. "What's her name?"
"You know a gentlemen never tells." Juice smirked. "But O know her. I think we both been in the same pussy."
"O you fuck fat bitches too?" Duke laughed. "You slipping my nigga. You don't give A-1 Dick to low class pussy. But hey fat hoes need love to."
Knowing who Juice was talking about I pretended to walk to my locker and instead punched him as hard as I could. the next thing I know my teammates were pulling me and Juice off of each other. His lip was busted and bleeding.
"What the hell is going on in here?" My coach rushed in at the tail end of the fight.
My chest going up and down with anger, I slammed my locker closed.
"Juice and O y'all out next game."
"Coach they the best receivers we got. We can't win without them." Duke pleased on our behalf.
"Find a way. Get out of my practice and take your asses home." He yelled at me and Juice.'
I grabbed my shit and left.
I shouldn't take pride in O being mad, but I'm sorry he looks too cute in this video angry. I just want to put his head on my double D bosom, and let him know it's alright 😂😂