Diana (Urban Fiction)

XIII.

"So Royale, how do you like Philly? They cheesesteaks any good?"

"It's treating me right, this basement room isn't my California king pastel purple room back at home, but it's cozy. And you know I'm picky so I haven't tried them yet. What's tea at home?"

I was currently talking to my one friend I made in St. Louis, Desmond. Desmond in the MM.

"Well bitch you wanted to leave before senior pictures and I wanted to step out with you, but you knew I showed out." He stuck his tongue out into the camera and made me laugh.

"I'm sorry! You knew daddy was running me rampant in that house."

"Yeah yeah, you're still flying down for prom right? Because I won't come to yours if you don't come to mine."

"I wouldn't miss it for anything in the world. You just promise me you'll behave with my dad alright?"

He rolled his eyes. "Girl fuck him and his false prophecies! He is not of God at all! Your mama, heaven sent. But HIM? How can y'all not see that? And I'm gay as hell!"

"Don't do my daddy! He's a good pastor and he does preach good doctrine."

"But he don't live by it. What lie he tell the church as to why you don't live with him anymore? Taking care of your granny in Philly? Ain't she dead?"

"Des, please!" I burst out laughing.

Granted we're polar opposites, but that's what makes me love him. My daddy never approved of us hanging out because he's bisexual and refuses to hide it, but my ma knew how much I needed a friend and let us hang in secret.

"Anyway, what you got planned for the day Kohl's associate?"

"Well, since I have the day off I really wanted to stay in, but Amos tryna make me go out and socialize."

"ooo Amos? The fine ass cousin of yours?"

"And he got a fine friend too, but he's a hoe so."

"Man, look just get me some baby oil I'll take them both."

"Hang up now!" I screamed into the phone, laughing uncontrollably and him joining in.

"Alright bitch, I'm done fucking with you I got cheer practice. You know championships coming up. You should join cheer again and maybe, just maybe, if y'all lil high school basketball team is good enough, I'll see you there."

"Ah, it's too late for tryouts, it's mid season."

"Can't Amos fine popular ass put in a word for you? He is the MVP on the team."

"I know he can, it's just this girl Malaysia is head cheerleader and she thinks I want her man-"

"GIRL FUCK HER- oop. Got me heated." He took a sip of whatever was in his orange m&m cup and got close and personal in the phone.

"look best bitch, you need to stop competing against others and focus on you. Fuck them opinions, fuck them comments. You were head cheerleader down here for 2 years straight before you left our asses. Now I gotta take over and do your job better than you." He stuck his tongue out again and twerked in the camera.

"I'll try out!" I held my hands up in defeat.

"That's my bitch! Now I gotta go. TTYL. ILY." He blew a kiss before hanging up.

I threw my phone on the bed and laid back down, then Amos came and burst into my room.

"Royale, you got 10 minutes to get ready and you over here sleep?"