endless summer

party? Sure!

It was now 10 and nobody had even gone up to his door. I curled my hair, did my make up, and wore a black tight dress for nothing. I was pissed. I took off my make up, put my hair in a bun, and put some sweatpants on and an over sized tee shirt.
He basically played me. Well played. I didn't even know the guy and I could feel myself falling for him already. I put on some flip flops and walked over to his house. I was thinking of what to say when he opened the door. "Hey cutie, I was just about to come get you." He said smiling his gorgeous smile. "And take me where?" I say laughing. "The beach of course." he said sarcastically. "What even is your name?" I asked. He laughed probably because my grammar was completely illiterate. "You don't know who I am?" he asked in awe. "Should I?" I asked eyeing him, trying to make a memory. "Baby, I'm G eazy." He said with his little cocky self. "Oh ya! I have your song these things happen. its alright." I say hiding a huge lie. I'm so shocked I don't recognize him. I listen to that song everyday before the gym.
He laughed and took my hand. At first I was surprised, I just met this man and he doesn't even know my name. He probably thought I was some groupie willing to do anything he wanted. While in reality I didn't care who he was. I don't care about looks or fame, it's about the personality.
"Sophia" I say interrupting the long silence. "What?" He asks. "Thats my name." I say laughing. "My bad Sophia, can I call you phia? it's easier." I looked at him and said "Yes, and if it's alright with you, can I call you G?" I say. "Please, call me your boyfriend."
SHIT. He was smooth, but I'll make him work for me. I mean I did just meet him. "Okay boyfriend.. tell me about yourself." I say looking him from head to toe. There was something about him that made me crave him. "Well I grew up in Oakland.. with my mom Suzey.. And I have an older brother.. dads gone.. and I'm famous. Wow. Great life story. "What about you?" he asked actually looking at me. "Well I'm from Washington DC and my dad died in a car accident. I have 2 older brothers and 1 younger. Ya haha that's it's." I say looking at my feet. I really do miss my dad.
"I'm sorry baby girl. But I'd like to help." He said with a smile even bigger than before. What is this? I just met him 2 hours ago and here I am looking like crap, holding THE G-EAZYS hand while walking on the beach? He asked me to call him my boyfriend.. this could be the escape from Taylor I needed.