Slum Queen

Chapter Two: The Perfect Day

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Caulori's P.O.V

It was a Saturday and a beautiful one at that. I sat up in my bed and saw that I had slept longer than usual. It was after one in the afternoon. I shrugged my shoulders and made my way downstairs. I lightened up my steps as I over heard people talking.

"Yeah and thanks again for this bruh," someone said in a deep voice. "Most people would have passed a niggah!"

They shared a laugh. By the way one of them were laughing, I could tell it was Gene. His laugh is so unattractive.

I tried to listen a little more but I guess I leaned a little to far and I fell. I literally rolled down the steps. I was so embarrassed that I got up so quickly, ignoring the pain, and ran back upstairs.

I heard Gene following me so I sped up. I ran in my room and shut the door.

"Why do you always have to be a big clumsy fumbly," I said to myself.

I turned around as I heard a knock at the door. My heart pounded so hard you would have thought I was playing a drum. I motioned towards the door slowly. I took a deep breathe and put on a fake smile.

"Hi!" I said excitedly.

He didn't say anything.

"Wassup?" I asked him.

I looked at Gene for a minute and I knew he was about to burst. "Go ahead dude," I said nonchalantly. He started laughing so hard, rolling on the floor, and banging on the walls.

I just looked at him with a blank face. "Are you done?" I asked. He held up his hand to assure me he was done.

"Soooooo who is that down stairs?" I asked hopping to change the subject. He cleared his throat and fixed his jacket.

"A guy I helped on the side of the rode," he explained. "He had a flat so I brought him here."

Gene does the most stupidest things. He could have brought a drug dealer or a murderer here.

"Why would you do that?" I asked. He frowned up his face.

"Just because YOUR selfish and stubborn doesn't mean I gotta be-- bitch," he said smirking.

Before I could even respond my phone rang.

"This isn't over," I told him pointing my finger in his face.

"Yeah it is !" He said after pushing me and running. I swear sometimes I feel like the oldest.

I went to my bedroom and grabbed my phone. I looked at the number and didn't recognize it so I called it back.

"Hello," I answered.

"Hey, Lori right?" He said. The voice sounded so familiar.

"Yes," I responded with an attitude.

"This Lorenzo . . . from Lincoln High," he said.

I all of a sudden got butterflies. Weird huh?

I started fixing my hair as if he could see me then I realized how stupid I was looking.

"Oh! Yeah Wassup?!" I asked.