Pledge :
plej/Submit
noun
1.
a solemn promise or undertaking.
Rylenn Carter takes college and Greek life head on at Clark Atlanta university while overcoming obstacles that could take away her focus and potentially become hell during her stay. Will...
"You have reached the voicemail box of... Vincent Shaw." "Hey, it's Ry again. it's been a few days since we talked about I don't know .. Anything?!.. Vincent, we talk every day what's going on? Get back to be please?"
Vince has neverrrrr ignored me like this. He loved to talk on the phone is it was like a couple of days ago he only said a few words to me. I don't know what's going on. "He's probably just busy," Bridget says
"He's been busy all week. Even when he's busy he still texts me back at least..." I was wracking my mind trying to find a reason he could be too busy for me, he was never too busy for me.
"Maybe you're overthinking it" She comes over to my side still with her cup of ramen in her hand. She rubs my back with her free hand "I believe the man is honestly busy. And hey maybe you should be too." She puts her oodles and noodles down and goes towards her closet
I looked at her knowing what she was about to say.I groaned "I don't feel like going out tonight. I had a rough day in class and I still have an assignment due at 11:59—"
"Sounds like a good reason to get pissed drunk. Get cute Ry" She throws her new fit she had been dying to wear on the bed "We are going out"
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I had to say, Bridget knew how to get a girl to go out. With the promise of a dollar ice cream from McDonald's after this, I was stepping my clear heel in the busiest club in downtown Atlanta. When I say it was busy, busier than a Cheesecake Factory on a Sunday.
We took a place at the bar. "Give is a little something love" Bridget orders, usually when she said that, whatever I get is getting me fucked up. I took a sip feeling the burning sensation come through and the pineapple after, it only took five minutes before I began to feel the music
"Hey, Ry!" I heard. I looked over to Arielle and Jasmine over in a section with, h a few other people. I motioned Bridget to follow me and we made our way over. "Girl who you tryna impress, the outfit is fire... Hey B.. how you been?" Ari looks Bridget up and down, a smirk on her mouth.
"I've been good love" Bridget responds looking at her the same sensual way. For them trying to keep things on the "DL" they sure don't have a clue what it means.
"I thought you had a test in the morning Ry" Jasmine sips her drink. I rolled my eyes " I do but, I'm going through some shit so.. I figured I go out. Get my mind if things"
"What a nigga?" Arielle scoffed "Girl fuck em', it's a hot girl, city girl year okay?! Fuck these niggas"It only reminded me of Vincent more. Not to kill the buzz, I put a smile on "Period" I responded. The girls were happy, but it couldn't hide that I wasn't for long, maybe I needed another drink.
