Be Jealous

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*Saturday

So today is the day. I'm patiently waiting for Persia to come and wake me up. I'm trying to drag time. You know when you don't wanna go somewhere and you want the time to go slower? Well, yeah that's what I'm trying to do.

"I'm like hey, wassup, hello. Sit yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door. I just wanna chill, gotta sack for us to roll.-" my phone rang.

R.O.D👭💖💉 (Alexis)

"Hello" I said with no emotion.

"Oh my god! Please tell me your not still in bed?"

"Okay. I'm not still in bed." I said out of the obvious.

"Come on Nae. We gotta be there by seven!" she whined.

I looked over at my cable box. "It's only 10:25 a.m." She laughed.

"I know just playing." I rolled my eyes.

"But you and Persia be ready in 30. I'm treating y'all to breakfast. Then shopping."

"Ugh! Alright. Bye."

"Later."

"Asia!" I yelled. She came running in like police. "What!"

"Dawm." I said.

"What I thought you was hurt or something."

"Aww look at you caring for me." I said smiling.

"Never that. But what you call me for?"

"Lexis said to be ready in 30."

"Why?"

"Just be ready. But it looks like you already dressed and ready to go. Where you going?"

"I was gonna go head over to Ariyannas house."

"Oh well then go ahead. I'll go solo today then. Just be here by 6."

"Alright later, bye."

I went and took a quick shower and did all that hygiene stuff. I put on a yellow nike shirt, my black n' white adidas track pants, with my black and yellow retro 4 jordans. I topped it off with a gold chain and some lip gloss and was ready to go.
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"Man I'm full." I said throwing my napkin on the now devoured plate.

"Yeah me too. Come on. Let's go." She said getting up, throwing $40 on the table.

When Alexis comes upon some cash, she spends it on me, her, or Christian; only if it's a lot. Before she had Christian, she would just spend it on me, if it was a small amount.

So that's how I can have certain pairs of footwear and clothing. Roy only gives me money to get my hair and nails done. Buts that's all. I don't know why I bragged so much about getting what I want from him in the last chapter. That's an excruciating lie. He treats me like shit. But that's another story.

We got in her 2013 Mercedes Benz and got into the highway heading towards the Downtown Chicago Mall. I turned the radio up and guess who's on..Banoncé. I low key tried to turn it down but Alexis wasn't having it.

"Uh uh. Turn that shit back up."

Here we go.

"Change the game when that digital dropped. Know where you was when that digital popped. I'd stop the world, male or female it make no difference, I'd stop the world. World Stop!......Carry on!" Alexis sang along.

"Pretty on fleek. Pretty on fleek. Pretty gang always keep them niggas on geek." I joined in.

We jammed to "Feeling Myself" and "Only", and etc. all the way to the mall.
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We've been shopping for the past 5 hours and I'm pooped.

"I didn't know they had a Hollister in here too." she said walking into that store.

"Alexis this is the last fucking store we're going into. I swear if we go into another, I'm taking the bus home."

"Okay last store. I promise."

This girl can shop but the thing is she'll never drop.

All she bought was sweatpants, t shirts, and more sweaters. Which she has enough of already.

"Thank you." She said taking her bag from the cashier.

"Okay, one more thing." She said as we stopped walking.

"Oh my god Alexis, What!"

"Can we get you a custom made t-shirt of Beyoncé. So like Beyoncé and the beyhive can be jealous?"

"Bitch! Do it look like I care about Beyoncé and some dawm fake ass wanna bees being jealous of what the fuck I'm wearing? I don't think so."

"Please for me?" She said doing that puppy dog face. I tried to not make eye contact with her, but it was so hard.

"Fine. Come on."

We walked to the customize anything stand. Alexis explained to the short old Chinese lady what we were looking for and instructed us to go through the pictures she had of Beyoncé. I turned page after page in annoyance.

I stumbled upon a very astonishing photo that I was really attracted to. Her hair was in a bun with a bang. And she had gold fangs, some nerd glasses, and big hoop earrings like from back in the day that said Obama.

It was very sexy and gangsta'. And I liked it. "I'll take this one on this shirt." I said picking up a light/dark jean colored crop top. Oh the beyhive will be jealous alright.
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So far I'm enjoying the concert. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. We have good seats. I guess if Beyoncé looked over to her left she could see us. At the moment, she's performing flawless. I gave my phone to Persia, so she's tapping it. I'm just sitting here slightly enjoying the concert.

"I wanna know how yall woke up this morning." She said all gangsta'. I love it when she does that. She did the crowd in front of her, right, then our side.

"Left side." She shouted into the mic.

"You wake up."

"FLAWLESS"

"Post Up."

"FLAWLESS"

"Ridin' Rou-" All of a sudden she started laughing. She bent over and everything.

"What the hell is so funny?" I asked Alexis.

"I don't know."

"Then why you laughing if you don't know?" Yo this girl is dying.

"Because she's so cute and adorable." Persia over here laughing too.

I seriously don't get this beyhive shit. She calmed down after a while and just looked in my direction.

"I'm in love with your shirt. I'm literally jealous." she said looking right at me.

"See I told you." Alexis said.

Wonderful bringing me all the attention. Yeah Beyoncé give me spotlight just like I asked. Just Act Beyhive.

"It's Flawless!" I said like how she would say it along with the flawless hands.

Everyone kind of looked at me funny.

"What?"

"Why did you sound just like her?" Persia asked. I shrugged my shoulders and took a sip of my soda.

"Alright nah! And it sure is. You gotta get me one of those."

"Will do."

She smiled, "Medium please." She continued her routine.

Sending the crowd into a puddle of laughter. Who does this bitch think I am? Tuh, she got the wrong one. It ain't to late to turn wasp again.

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