there is a group of friends that had welcomed a rookie
but within these friends, they don't realize relationships are forming... close ones
Credits to @rAvsOh_ For helping with some chapters(love u bestie)
Jalen is a complete idiot when it comes to liking girls. He gives everyone advice all the time but fails at getting the girls with him. I don't even blame him for the issues with Bry, but with Laylah majority of it is his fault. I'm gonna be a bit biased here because Laylah is practically my sister and Jalen is just Jalen. He is my homie but this homie screwed up.
"You're an idiot for that." I laughed.
"Don't you think I know that? Now I have to wait till she's home. What time is it?" He asked anxiously.
"It's around 9 she should be home soon. She hates going on dates past 9. So whatever damage Nick was supposed to do has been done."
"I got a message from Laylah, the 1st one all day," Jalen exclaimed.
"Oh, then respond idiot."
"Noo, I wasn't gonna do that." Jalen sarcastically remarked, smacking the back of my head.
"I should be smacking you for hurting her."
"But you aren't," he smartly responded.
"Pay attention to your phone."
"Here look what she sent.
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We both sat on the couch at my place listening to the song on repeat. Jalen listened to it about 5 times before coming to the conclusion that he needs to go over to Laylah. Like what took you so long? I swear this boy is slow. Jalen left in a hurry grabbing some of my fries on the way out.
"Dawg, just cause Laylah told you, that does not mean you can do whatever you want," I yelled.
"I'm a free man," he replied, winking and rushing out the door. This man forgot his shirt. He's so stupid sometimes I wonder how he kept up with his grades. He's lucky he's somewhat good at football.
Matisse just arrived, I told him what Paris said. But instead of letting him go in by himself, I walked in as well and sat in the corner of the room. When we walked in, Paris woke up and smiled. Matisse walked towards her and said...
"Hey, how are you feeling?" While hugging her. They better stop hugging, like they aren't even dating and they barely know each other. For all, we know this professional basketball player could be a murderer or stalker.
"Good," she responded.
I sat there on my phone wanting to jump into their conversation. But you gotta let kids be kids.
No one pov
Matisse sat on the bed with Paris, holding her hand as they sat there talking. Paris wanted to talk to Matisse about some stuff but Tobias was sitting in the corner. So she told him she was hungry. When Tobias left, Mattise started the convo by saying...
