Aberration

Chapter Three

To say I drive a crap car would be an understatement. A major one. It's a decaying 1999 Toyota Camry with a plethora of dents, scratches, and peeling cherry red paint on every corner of the vehicle. The seats are all torn one way or another and the inside constantly, no matter how much I clean it, smells like Taco Bell. It's a real keeper..

To be honest it's not much to be proud of, but when you're one of the only friends in the group with his own car, you get some delicious bragging rights. Not to mention the gas mileage is pretty decent for a car I got for free.

The ride to school was fairly decent. Very little traffic and I ran into few red lights. Tiny snow flakes in the sky began to cease their decent as the ground slowly began to melt. Standard Virginia weather for January, if not slightly cooler.

I pulled into the parking lot and relaxed in the car with the heater on as I whipped out my phone to check for the time and, hopefully, a text message.

6:27 am
And no text messages.

School still doesn't officially open for another thirteen minutes so I decide to rest my eyes for a bit.

My "Me Time" is quickly interrupted when I hear another car pulling up right next to mine.

This is strange, I think to myself. No one ever comes this early unless they're employed here...

The driver of the car must make some serious cash because their whip was gorgeous! A 2015 Dodge Charger with a custom electric blue paint job, an engine that purred like an idle feline and rims that rotated in hypnotic fashion, as if they were intending to subliminally warn you that the driver of the vehicle was a certified badass.

Never in my life have I seen something so beautiful. That is, until the driver stepped out herself and looked directly at me.

She must've just moved here because I swear I've never seen this girl in my life. Her luscious wavy brown hair complimented her deep hazel eyes flawlessly. Her face was the perfect shape, not too thin but not too round. Her smile could very well cut winter short, it was so warm and inviting. And don't even get me started on her body....

It wasn't enough that this girl was beautiful. No, she had to dress like a model too. But not just any kind of model. This girl had to have read the "Jabari Cook Handbook to Modeling" pamphlet I have yet to write because she was wearing all the right things.

Untainted pair of Jordan 6 Oreos with black skinny jeans to compliment her dark t-shirt, and a pure white cardigan hugging her caramel skin to finish it of.

Wow. Auntie may have been right. There IS a God...

Not one word was spoken between us. She simply got out of her car, looked at me, smiled, then proceeded to make her way to the building.

What I wouldn't give to be that girl's tour guide.
I wonder if she...

A violent rattling in my pocket abruptly ended my perverse daydream. It was a text from Cameron.

"Software finally set up. You comin thru?"

On any other given day, I would've just ditched school to go make beats while Cameron wrote out his latest 16 bars. This is all we did when his dad actually let us inside his home studio. Most of the time, he himself was recording leaving Cameron and I to actually attend class. But on the days when we were allowed to go in, we went to work. Every chance Cameron and I got to do something that would hopefully land us a recording contract in the future, we took it because this was for all intensive purposes, our future.

Today wasn't any other given day, though. A goddess among mortals parked next to me of all locations to park, looked and smiled at me, then strutted her way into the building as if to bait me to join her.

The bait worked.

"Nah man. Test today. Swing by later"

Cameron was a great friend as I loved him to death, but he was also kind of a man whore and, call me selfish, but I actually wanted to pursue Aphrodite here without any roadblocks. Besides, I didn't really lie. This was definitely going to be a test. A test of courage, wit, determination, and maybe even a tad bit of patience depending on what type of girl she was.