Dutty Casamigos

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Celene's P.O.V

I woke up to my phone violently vibrating. I answered without checking the caller I.D.

" Nuh mek mi affi boom two brick through window enuh, 15 mins now mi a call yuh, mi deh downstairs a wait pon yuh, why yuh sound like yuh just a wake up?!"

Mi stretch and check the time, afta 2 enuh. But inna real life a bout afta 3 mi drop asleep and the room have mi inna chokehold.

"Mi just wake up, gwan and mi mek somebody carry mi come".

"Just mek sure by the next hour yuh reach enuh my girl. Lata babe " .

Mi leggo a big stretch and a broad yawn. Wonda if him wake up already.I went to the bathroom and then to the kitchen to microwave some pizza and poured out some orange juice. Then went to go get my phone and realized I missed calls from Ranique also. I decided to call back but my calls went to voice-mail. It was odd but I mean, what can I do.

I ate and called the driver. By the time I was finally done bathing and dressed he was here. I decided on simple, flip flops, ripped jeans and a Nike pullover wid my cross bag. I went to the car and he took me to the shop. It was a fairly safe location and I'm glad to not be in downtown Kingston but I hurried to the shop nonetheless caz the way dem a rob nowadays nuh normal.

I stepped in and Trece gave me a look. I went to sit beside her.

"Mi think a did appointment" I said confused, caz why the lady a do somebody else nails.

" Mi come and she a tell mi somebody else did late suh mi affi just be patient caz the whole schedule is messed up".

I wasn't bothered, right now the nicest thing would be for Trece to get pissed off and not bother going to the party. We ended up waiting anyways and I got white and clear set with a couple rhinestones and white gel on my toes and Trece did a whole bunch of stuff but it was cute though. After that I was hungry but Trece said if I stopped to eat we'd be late for the hairdresser.

Honestly by the time our hair and makeup was done I did feel in the vybe. Come to think of it, from Trece randomly changed her mind and got me a bun and cheese with a orange juice my mood has lifted. I had a vybe. If I knew she was gonna be so nice I wouldn't have stolen a gummy bear from her bag.

The driver dropped me off. She and Corneil had left to go get ready over at her place so it was just me. Ranique would be the one to take me to the party and he told me 11 and now it's 10:32. It was hard avoiding the water touching my face but I managed. And in good timing. I decided to go with the white romper and the jacket with my shoes and I have a white bag. I put on all my jewelry and my glasses. I took my phone off charge and took some mirror pictures. I looked really different, but good different. Like mi glow up and thing. Mi spray on the bad perfume and close up. I had my phone, money and ID.

I approached the car and Ranique stepped out. He looked good, black and white shirt with black jeans and a black and white custom Airforce that was obviously done to match that specific shirt.

"Don't look pon mi like that Celene", he stood in front me and held my hand and made me twirl for him. "You look really nice"

" Thanks", mi couldn't stop smile and him start smirk and I placed one hand on his shoulder and the other on the top of his head and placed a kiss on his cheek. "Party time enuh b"

Mi nuh know all of a sudden I was in the party vibes. And at this point Ranique seemed to catch my vibe too. He was driving responsibly reckless and loud music was blasting with the sunroof open. "Beat dem bad" was the song blasting and he had some alcohol in the car and let me tell you I tasted it and took the cup and held on and stood up through the roof.

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