Smartphones

Unexpexted......Lovers?

I was in the middle of curling a paitents hair for her prom when my phone had rang. I had looked and saw that it was Michael.

After the whole kissing thing had happened he didnt keep any communication with me. I don't even think he knew that I was getting engaged. But I answer the call.

"Hello?"

"Sage?"

"This is her. May I ask who this is?"

"You know it's me Michael. Stop acting brand new"

"Says the one who decided to call me almost 7 months later. Unless you got a valid reason as to why then I don't wanna hear"

"My parents had died in a car accident, and I went back home for a long time to take care of my Lil brothers and stuff. "

"Why didn't you just call me Mike? You knew I would've helped you out, and you know I have a good bond with the family"

"I thought you would be too busy with Kyrie to come and help a brother out. Speaking of him. I heard, congrats"

"Don't say that. We are always gonna be friends despite issues that we have had. But the bigger question is: have you found your lucky lady yet?"

"No......well......maybe"

"Michael Carter Williams, you found a girl? That should've been the first thing you told me when I answered"

"I actually called to ask if you wanted to double date later with me and her?"

"Sure. I'll let Kyrie know we got a date with you and "mystery lover" tonight. So tell me about her"

"Shes West Indian and white, with a nice booty. But she's pretty chill and funny"

"Always lookin at the booty. Lookin at booty gonna get y'all men out here in trouble"

"I gotta run to practice, see ya later"

∆Dinner Time∆

Kyrie and I ended up being a Lil late because someone decided they were going to loose the car keys. We ended up going to Dave and Busters. Don't judge.

When we walked in, I saw Michaels big, curly fro. I also saw a female next to him with brown hair that red highlights.

"Michael how-"

Rochelle? What is she doing here? She's Michael's girlfriend. Or as I call it, another victim to her thotness. I heated up. I couldn't stand her.

"What the hell is she doing here Mike?"

"You know Rochelle?"

"All too well. She tried to take my job and my man from me."

"Why would I take something that was already mine?"

"Kyrie was never yours bitch, he's mine. I have the ring on my finger to prove it. Where's your ring?"

She lunged at me. I punched her in the face, and Kyrie pulled me back like he was defending her.

"Sage, easy don't do that here"

"Ky, she tried to hit me, that was self defense"

At this point, we had gotten to the car with Kyrie holding me like I was a criminal

"You can't hit her, she didn't do anything"

"Are you defending her?"

"No, I'm just saying you're wrong"

"Okay, okay. So I'll be walking home. When you get your senses together let me know