Christopher
I laid in bed staring at the ceiling, listening to my mom yell my name over and over.
Man I swear she can get on my nerves some time.
I sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes. Then I got up and headed out to the bathroom to freshen up.
Once I did what I had to do I walked downstairs.
"Did you hear me calling you?" My momma asked.
"No."
"I thought you had to work today?"
"I got something else to do I took the day off."
"Something else, like what?"
"Something that's gone guarantee me a spot at UCLA."
"I hope it ain't going to play basketball with that team."
"I'm about to go get dressed." I went back upstairs and into my room. I started looking threw my drawers for a pair of jogging pants. I didn't feel like getting all dressed up today.
After finding some black Nike pants I grabbed everything else I needed to jump in the shower. My little brother came in my room.
"Trevor man if you don't start fucking knocking!"
"The damn door was open." He said.
"I don't care!"
"Anyway I need you to drop me off at the school for basketball practice."
"Well you better be ready by the time ready or yo ass is walking."
"Where you about to go?" He asked.
"Gotta meet up with somebody."
"One of yo hoes?"
"Naw, not today."
"That's a shocker."
"Whatever, get out."
I grabbed my stuff and went to take a quick shower. I got dressed then went and slid on my shoes and a bomber jacket.
"Trevor you got 5 minutes or I'm leaving yo ass!" I yelled.
"Watch yo damn mouth!" My momma yelled back.
I grabbed my keys and my book bag then went out to my car.
Like always Trevor was taking too fucking long so I started blowing my horn. I'm impatient as hell and I hate people that don't respect the fact that their on my time.
He came running out.
"Damn nigga chill." He said while getting in the car.
"I told you to be ready when I was."
"Momma was talking to me. My bad."
I pulled out the driveway and made my way to the school. I pulled into the parking lot.
"You think you can pick me up?" He asked.
"Fuck no, get out."
He sucked his teeth then jumped out the car. I put the address Sabrina sent me in my GPS and made my way to her house.
Sabrina
I stood in the mirror putting my hair into a bun. Patiently waiting for Chris to pull up.
I don't get up this early for nobody on a Saturday so he better be grateful.
"You look cuuute." My sister said while standing on the bathroom door way.
"I have on yoga pants and a shirt." I looked down at my clothes.
"So what! What are you about to get into?"
"I have to tutor this guy from school."
"That's what I love most about my baby sister not only are you beautiful, you're smart as hell."
"Awww, thanks doll."
I love my sister.
"Sabrina! There's a black mustang outside."
"Oooooou, he drives a sports car." Nicki said.
I rolled my eyes then walked out the bathroom and went and opened the door. Chris got out his car and walked up to me.
"Wassup Tutor." He said while wrapping an arm around me.
"Don't call me that." I patted his back. "Let's go." I opened the door and we walked in.
My mom quickly turned around
"He's cute Bri." She said.
"Oh my god." I rolled my eyes. "Chris this is my mother Regina, Regina this is Chris."
"Nice to meet you." Chris said.
"Same here. If you two need anything just call me cause I'm leaving."
"Where you going?" I asked her.
"To your grandmothers. Nicki let's go!" My mom yelled up the stairs then she came and kissed my cheek.
"I'm coming!" Nicki yelled back walking down the stairs. "Oh hello." She said to Chris.
"Hey." He responded.
"This is my older sister Nicole, Nicole this is Chris."
"Nice to meet you Chris. He's cute Bri."
"You are too." He bit his lip.
"Uh uh...he's too much." She turned to walk to the door. His eyes went straight to her ass.
When they walked out he turned to me.
"I see you got the brains and yo sister got the booty." He said.
I hit his chest. "Let's go!"
We went and sat down in the living room.
"Damn you ain't gone offer me nothing to drink or eat?" He asked.
"No! You should've ate before you left home."
"No hospitality at all."
I laughed. "I'm joking, you want something."
"Naw I'm good right now."
"Alright so let's get started." I pulled my books out of my book bag.
"I don't understand how you understand this shit. It look like a fucking foreign language."
"It's not that hard. I'm going to break it down for you though so don't worry."
"Alright man. I gotta ace this test."
"Don't worry Chris you'll be fine."
A Few Hours Later.
"Man I don't get this shit." He tossed his book to the side.
"You're not even trying! You keep getting frustrated. Just calm down and try again."
"Sabrina."
"Christopher! Just do it. You're making this way more difficult than it has to be."
He took a deep breath and restarted the problem.
"Just relax." I said.
I watched him as he focused hard as hell on this question. His face is kind of cute when he concentrates.
What am I saying?
I picked up my phone and started texting Tiara until he was finished.
"Alright, I'm done." He said while handing me his notebook.
I looked over the equation he did and compared it with mine.
"See! You do know what you're doing! You just give up so easily."
"Damn, I got that shit right?"
"Yes you did."
"Damn."
"Wanna try another one?"
"Actually I'm starving. Can we eat?" He asked.
"Yeah, I think we got some DiGiorno pizzas in there."
"I'm cool with that."
"I'll be back." I picked up the remote and handed it to him then walked into kitchen.
I grabbed the pepperoni one out, put it on a pizza pan and tossed it in the oven. Then went back to the living room.
"So what college you going to?" He asked.
"Howard."
"Damn. Washington DC?"
"Yup. I'm trying to get far away from here. What about you?"
"UCLA."
"Just like everybody else."
"What's wrong with that?"
"Nothing. It just seems like everybody wants to stay here. Aren't you tired of seeing the same thing everyday. You don't want to experience something new?"
"I'll get to do all that once I'm drafted to the NBA. I heard Howard was a dope school though."
"It is. I already got a full ride. I can't wait."
"I think you'd like UCLA."
"It's a good school, I just wanna experience new things. Unlike you, the career I want doesn't require me to travel so if I don't leave LA, I'll never get away."
"What are you going for?"
"I'm going into IT. I'm a low key nerd."
"That's dope. Technology will never go out of style so you'll always have a job."
"Exactly." I said.
"Well if I don't become the next Steph Curry then I'll have a business degree to fall back on. I've always wanted to own my own art studios."
"I wouldn't expect that from you."
"The art stuff?"
I nodded.
"I love art, figuring out the message, the way it makes you really focus."
"Well that's something we have in common. I love art as well. Painting used to be my escape. Now I don't really have time to paint so I've turned to photography."
"That's wassup."
"Yeah."
We just stared at each other until the timer on the oven went off.
"Let's go eat." I quickly jumped up and walked in the kitchen.
He followed behind me. I took the pizza out and let it cool off then cut our slices. Then we went into the dining room and ate.
"So when is your birthday?" He asked.
"May 3rd."
"Damn, mine is the 5th."
"Yassss! Taurus gang!" I did a little dance in my seat.
"I knew it was a reason why we click."
"Yeah, that explains everything."
"Let me find out you in love with Dragon Ball Z and shit like me we getting married girl."
"Boy, let me show you some shit." I grabbed my phone and pulled up stuff I drew and handed it to him.
"Wooow, this is dope Bri. We should collab on something."
"That would be cool, I got so many ideas in my head I've been dying to draw or paint."
"Well once I get finished with this test we'll set something up so you can clear this big ass head of yours." He rubbed the top of my head and I pushed his arm away.
"You ready to get back to work?"
"Uuugh! No..that shit gives me a head ache."
"Physics isn't as hard as you're making it. All you have to do is relax and let the answer come to you. I bet you rush through everything so that you can be done first."
"I do."
"That's the problem, take your time Chris. Just remember how much is on the line if you don't pass this test."
He took a deep breath.
"When I'm done with you, you'll be a pro at this." I said while grabbing our plates and taking them into the kitchen.
"That's the same thing I tell my bitches." He smirked then bit his bottom lip.
"Yuck, you're so annoying." I pushed past him.
We went and sat back in the living room.
"I really owe you for this Sabrina. I know you're busy tryna find a job and focus on your own education but you took the time out to help me. That's dope."
"Just don't forget about little ol' me when you become this huge basketball star."
"I won't I promise." He flashed that big smile that made your heart speed up.
Ugh, I really hope I don't fall for him.