'Sup ya'll. Sorry I haven't been active lately. Just haven't had the right time to update.
Tyra's P.o.V.
After small talking the whole ride there, we finally park the car in a parking garage in dowtown Atlanta.
"Here we are," Jaylen says turning my way and licking his lips.
I blush and say, "Ok. Let's go." We get out the car, locking it, and walking out the parking garage.
"Stay close." He grabs for my hand and I tense up a lil. "C'mon we on a date."
"So." Man I'm really rigging this Hard-to-get-Game.
"Whatever."
"Ok, fine." He smiles and grabs my hand.
"Ooh. Soft hands." He cracks a smile and I just giggle a lil bit. "Alright. Legal Sea Foods," he says as we walk across the street.
"Ooh, how'd you know I like seafood?" He opens the door for me.
"I jes know things," Jaylen cackles.
"Table for 2 or any reservations?" the brown-haired hostess asks.
"Yes ma'am. I have a reservation," Jaylen says giving my hand a lil squeeze looking down at me. He gives her all the reservation information.
"Well right this way." The hostess leads us to the second floor to a quaint booth table set with a magnificent panoramic view.
Jaylen helps me in my seat and sits right across from me.
"Wow! This is so beaaauutiful Jaylen!" I look around smiling.
Jaylen's P.o.V.
Man, Tyra look hella good right now. Man she is just glowing, making me get all hot and sweaty right 'bout now. Ya know I had to check baby out. I just never---betta yet I 'ont think nobody has ever get seen her all dressed up like this. And to think she did just for our date . . .That tells ya something. She caught me staring after she was fixing her outfit and kept looking up and blushing all hard. Oooh-wee she know she fine!
"Why blush so hard when I look at you?"
"'Cuz you be staring at me like all the time." She blushes again and can't stop smiling.
"'Proly cuz you just that beautiful," I say leaning over the table, setting my hands on the table.
"Yeah?" She moves her curly a- hair behind her ear.
"Yeah. You's a fine piece of a-," I say matter-a-factly, nodding my head.
"Stop that." She giggles, playfully slaps my hand away and we both lean back in our seat.
A lightskinned waiter dude comes by with cornrows taking our orders.
"Why'd you order the same thing as me?"
"I didn't order the same thing as you. Boy I ordered first!" We both ordered Grilled Mahi Mahi with tasso, orange miso sauce, and a side of cole slaw. I ordered some peach lemonade and Tyra ordered sweet iced tea.
We continue talking and flirting. Or at least I was flirting. . . most of the time. About 30 minutes later, our waiter came with our food and drinks.
"Thanks, bruh." I notice Tyra just can't stop smiling. I mean as much as she doesn't want to, she just can't. Her dimples is getting deeper man and it is so cute. "Man, you just can't stop smiling, huh?"
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The Game of Love
Ficțiune adolescențiTyra Stephens is a promising basketball star on her high school varsity team. Scouts, minor and pro teams are fighting to get her attention. She's very focused on her game and her studies so she can get out of life in the Atlanta hood. Since her per...
