You Promised

Chapter 2

"Dammit Brian, be careful with my shit!" I yelled at this dumbass who was trying to shove a huge dresser through the front door.

"Don't worry, J. I got this." He said, cocky as ever, and beating his chest.

"Yeah, well if I see so much as a scratch on my shit, imma kill you."

"Yes ma'am." He says playfully while saluting, making me laugh at him.

I look across the street and see some boys outside staring me down and one of them smiles and waves at me. I politely smile and wave back then turn back to moving the things into my new condo.

When I come back out to get another box, I see the boy that waved at me coming over. I wait for him by the truck I'm using to move and try to act and look cool.

"Hi, I'm Daniel. What's your name?" He asked, leaning on the truck with his hands in his pockets. He had on some cargo shorts and a graphic tee that showed his toned arms, one of them tatted up, and Chuck Taylor's to match. His eyes were a beautiful light shade of green and his hair was wavy and hidden under a beanie. His skin was a perfect caramel color and was glistening under the rays of the sun. He's really cute.

"Hi, I'm Jocelyn but call me Jo." I smile back.

"I see you new here, so do you need any help unpacking?"

"Yeah, sure." I say, sounding a little over- excited.

He went over to Brian, who just walked out, and dapped him up and they hit it off immediately. They start taking the heavy stuff into the house and I, being a weak person, take the light things.

"Damn, I'm beat." I said, sitting on the couch of my newly furnished condo.

"Yeah. Me too." Brian and Daniel said at the same time. See what I mean? They are so cool now that they start saying things at the same (damn) time(lol).

"Lets go get something to eat." I say, standing up and pulling up my falling shorts.

"Okay..but pause. Who payin'?" Brian's cheap ass asked.

"I will." I say, rolling my eyes.

"Alright. Lets go then." Brian said, jumping up off the couch and rubbing his hands together.

"No, I gotta take a shower. So you're gonna have to wait."

"Yeah, me too." Daniel said, joining into the conversation.

"Okay. I'll just wait. But don't be takin' a whole year and shit Jo." Brian knows that I take the longest showers so he should know that I am not going to rush.

"Whatever." I push his head.

"Why don't we just shower together and make it faster." Dan said, winking at me.

"Daniel you funny as fuck and the answer to that question is you have running water at your place." I say and he laughs, getting up and going to his house to shower.

I walk passed the couch and go to my room. Because I'm in a condo, it's only one floor. I walk to my room and get the necessities to take a shower out of my suitcase.

I run into the bathroom, take off my clothes, and jump into the shower, letting the warm water hit my bare skin.

When I finish showering, I take my time to put on my lotion and undergarments. I wrap a towel around myself and go to my room, being sure to lock the door. I pick out some skinny jeans, my Tim's, and a sweatshirt since Mother Nature was being bi-polar, causing it to be chilly at night.

"Y'all ready to go?"

"Hell yeah! Yo slow movin ass. I'm hungry as hell." Brian's rude ass said.

"Nigga shut up and lets go."

"I'll drive." Danny offers. He must've finished before me. Oh well.

"Alright." I grab my keys and purse and head out the door.

We get into Daniel's Dodge Challenger and I'm cheesing so hard. This is my other dream car- aside from the Kia Soul- and I can't believe I'm actually in it.

We decided to go to the bakery down the road from where I now live. It's a pretty place that's well decorated with paintings and flowers. It smelled like fresh bread and pastries. The whole place was really chill and I'd definitely come here often.

"What you want, Brian." I ask him, looking at the menu.

"I want a deli sandwich, some chips, a soda, some cookies, and a honey bun." This boy is really out of his mind.

"Boy, we not in a corner store." I remind him.

"Oh, well I still want a sandwich and soda. But I do want some cake too." He said, rubbing his stomach. I swear, he could eat a barn yard down.

"Iight." I went to the register and ordered my food and Brian's. I got a cream cheese bagel with bacon and some iced tea.

I sat down next to Danny in the booth and Brian was across from us.

"Yo, you seen that basketball game last night?" Brian asked Danny.

"Yeah, the Heats vs. Bulls?" Dan said.

"Hell yeah! Heats was killin' 'em." Brian said, jumping up with excitement.

"The Bulls were on a winning streak tho." I interject.

"You watch basketball?" Danny asks.

"Yeah."

"Oh. That's hot as fuck." He smirked, putting his arm around the top of my chair.

"Um, I don't need to be hearin' all ah dat cause she like a sister and shit so ion need to be hearin bout her ugly ass being 'sexy' or 'hot'." Brian said, taking a huge gulp of his drink after that speech.

"Shut up!" I said to him. Danny was just laughing at us. "And he wasn't calling me hot. He was saying that the fact that I watch basketball is hot." I correct.

"No, you're hot too." Danny interjected. I began to blush at his remark.

"Why, thank you sir." I respond, smiling.

"You know what, this that ish I be talkin bout." Brian says. I glare at him and roll my eyes.

"I'm ready to roll. What about y'all?" I ask, getting up.

"I'm ready." Brian and Danny say.

"Is Ash still gonna come tonight?" Brian asked.

"Nah. She comin next month. Her mother is visiting so you know how it is.."

"No...I don't. How is it? And who's Ash." Danny asks.

"She's my female best friend." I say, making sure to say female so Brian doesn't get mad.

"And her moms is crazy! Everything's got to be perfect or it's all wrong." Brian added. We got up and Danny drove us back home. Brian decided to sleep over and I didn't mind cause we're just like siblings.

"Yo, Jo."

"Yeah?"

"You heard from D lately?" I looked at him with a dead face.

"Nigga, you know I ain't spoken to Deshawn since his ass left without hitting me up. So don't ask stupid ass questions that you know the fuckin' answer to." I say, feeling a little angry and hurt. Damn, this is bringin back old feelings. And I know Brian knows I'm pissed at D cause I only call him Deshawn when I was angry at him.

"Well he supposed to be comin back since he grown now. And he was askin what's good witcha. Homeboy is still hooked on you." Brian said, laughing and shaking his head like its a damn joke.

"Shut the fuck up. I'm going to bed. Good night." I say, scowling and marching to my room.

I put on my pajama shorts and a tank top and jump into bed, thinking about the good 'ol days me and D shared. Eventually, I fall asleep thinking about silly possibilities.

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