Partly Cloudy, Damn Near Shady

Chapter 5 - Prepare

Jaliisa's Point of View- POV

Wtf is really good with that nigga Tyson? Why would he close out our call like that? Let me text JB to see what the fuck is going on with that fuck boy. He doesn't look like a lil fuck boy but he sure is acting like one.

******* Text *******

Me: Yo everything good...wtf was that about?

JB: Girl, you don't even wanna know. Its gonna be some shit when I tell you.

Me: It can't be that bad.

JB: Thats what you're saying now, but once I tell you about these BOMBS he dropped on me you gon flip. Come over my dorm tomorrow after your date cuz this nigga is trippin.

Me: BOMBS?... wait there's more than one? Wtf, you need to spill the tea for real. I'll hit you up tomorrow after my date.

JB: Aight cool.

I can't believe what's going on. I hope everything's ok with JB. I can tell by how he's replying that he's shook up. I hate seeing him like this but right now I am excited and I feel so bad for being this excited. I got a date! I feel like a little school girl with a high school crush! Y'all probably wondering what's his name... His name is Kelly Reynolds and he is so fine. Everything about him is beautiful from the way he looks, carries himself and the way he thinks. He thinks beyond his needs and that is something I admire. As I put my phone down I look at my room and I feel discouraged. Not only did I wreck my dorm room trying to find something to wear after all of that I didn't find anything to wear for this date. I would find the right top but no pants or the right pants and no top or even the right outfit and no shoes. I want something that says... " hello look at that body and at the same time she is so classy".

Me: This is so frustrating..... (Dramatic sigh) I can't deal with this right now. I'll sort through this tomorrow.

After wrecking my room and not finding anything I decided to take a nice well needed hot bubble bath with some candles and wine. The bubbles surrounded me like a warm blanket while I sipped on some Pinot Grigio.

"I'm too hot (hot damn) Called a police and a fireman I'm too hot (hot damn) Make a dragon wanna retire, man." My phone starts ringing. I had to make Uptown funk my ring tone, such a catchy song. It instantly lifted my mood until I looked at the caller I.D. and saw that it was Dior calling. I hesitantly answered...

Me: (rolling my eyes) Hey Dior. Whats up?

Dior: Hey girl (in her ghetto voice) what cha doing tomorrow?

Me: Girl, before I answer that question spit the damn gum out! You're smacking hella loud in my ear! Rude.

Dior: My bad, my bad!

Me: I'm busy tomorrow night but, during the day I'm chilling. Why whats up?

Dior: Oh! That's perfect. Wanna go to the mall tomorrow?

For real, I really didn't want to go. I can't stand being around her by myself. She's just that ghetto and that annoying. Like that one time, her JB and I went to the movies she saw these cute guys in the line for snacks and pushed her way through to be right in back of them. Then, this dehydrated heffa follows them to their seats and sits directly behind them like a damn stalker. To her surprise they were a couple and she was highly upset. Talking about " Why all the cute ones have to be gay? " JB and I just said serves her ratchet ass right for thinking every and any guy wants her. As reluctant as I am towards the idea it couldn't come at a better time because I need a new outfit to impress Mr. Kelly. Oh such a fine name. Only a real man can carry such a name. Aww, I can picture our kids. Two boys and a girl. I can picture Kelly and I sitting on the porch on a sunny Sunday afternoon, looking at the kids playing in the yard. Our oldest will be name Kelly Jr which is 14. He's tall and toned just like his dad. He's the star of the baseball team practicing for a game swinging his bat as his younger brother of two years, age 12, Jah (named after me,) is getting ready to pitch the ball and daddies little princess Kim age 9 is running around with our puppy..........I guess I'm just gonna have to suck it up and go sigh! I come back to my senses....