Chapter-06

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Gabrielle Morgan

I look at myself in the mirror, debating if I should wear this black jumper. I do a little spin around before deciding nope and taking it off.

My eyes search and search until they land on a grey short sleeve crop top and a pair of grey Gallery Dept sweats. 

I put the outfit on and look at myself in the mirror. It's comfy and good enough for this bipolar weather.

I slide my Apple Watch on my arm and then my bracelet. Then make my way to my bathroom to re-brush my teeth and to redo my bun.

I slide the same Gucci slides on then lotion my arms with my coconut lotion.

I grab everything I need and head downstairs. When I get to the last step the ding of my doorbell has me going to it.

I open it and see a Lorenzo clad in a dark green shirt with black shorts along with air Jordan 1s. His Apple Watch on his right wrist along with another bracelet.

"Nice fit." I speak as I shut and lock my door behind me. His eyes follow along my outfit and suddenly I feel insecure.

I don't know for what but I do.

"Same to you." I smile and make my way to his car–which is a Jeep–and get inside. Well at least try to.

My hand gets pushed off the door by him standing behind me. I look up at him with furrowed brows. "What the hell man?!"

"You're not opening you're own door. That's just unacceptable." He speaks out as he opens it himself.

I roll my eyes but nevertheless get inside and get situated. I look around the car but then stop when I see a little brunette girl sitting in the back seat.

This must be Sydney.

I get ready to open my mouth to introduce myself but stop when his side of the car door is opened and he's now sitting in the drivers seat.

"Sydney this is Gabrielle. Gabrielle this is little old Sydney." He introduces us with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Hey I'm not old you big foot." A little voice comes from the back seat. I turn and look at Sydney as she looks at her brother.

"Hi Sydney." I speak as her attention then turns to me. She smiles and waves at me then goes back to glaring at her brother.

"Whatever you say Syd." He mumbles before backing out of my driveway and to the ice cream shop.

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"You have to try strawberry. It's so good." I speak as I take a lick of my spoon of ice cream.

Lorenzo's eyes go from the spoon and back up to my eyes. He doesn't say anything but sticks his spoon in mine and takes some.

He puts it in his mouth before nodding to himself. "It's good yeah but I'm going to stick to my Oreo." He grins.

We're at the park, watching as Sydney plays around after being the first one to finish her ice cream.

The five year old has been running around for a total of thirty minutes so far.

After getting ice cream, Sydney suggested going to the park with it so she could play after finishing.

So now here we are, me and Lorenzo sitting on a bench, still eating our ice cream as we watch her play and run around.

"Loser. Try something new. Like you've said all your life you've gotten Oreo ice cream. There's more flavors ya know."

"I know that. I've just never had the courage to change it up or anything. Always sticking to one thing."

I hum and get up to throw our cups away. I make my way back to see Sydney sitting down and Lorenzo fixing her ponytail.

"Cute." I speak as I sit down beside her. She smiles at me before handing me a little sunflower.

"Thank you sweetie." I smile and take it from her little hands. After he gets done fixing her hair, she runs off.

"So, how was practice?" I ask as I dust my hands off and prop my leg under my ass. He sighs before putting his hands in his shorts pocket.

"Tiring but okay. Michael–the co-captain–decided to change the play up so we now have new things to learn before our game on Friday."

"Sounds...fun?" I speak questionably. He laughs and shakes his head.

"You know nothing about soccer huh?" I agree and roll my eyes. I reapply my lipgloss before asking another question.

"So like do you play for the school or just play outside of school?"

"Outside of school." I nod. "I would play for the school though but don't want people, you know, looking at me and all that nonsense."

Now that I totally understand.

All these school jocks and whatnots might like the attention on them but a lot of people don't. People like Lorenzo for example don't want the whole school looking at him differently.

"Understandable."

I check my watch and see it's almost nine. "When do you have to get her to bed and stuff like that?"

"Uh she goes to bed at around nine. Why?" He ask confusedly.

"Man it's about nine that's why. You haven't realized the sky has darkened?" At that little sentence, he looks up at the sky.

"Oh. Damn." We laugh before he calls for Sydney and we watch as she runs up to us with a smile on her face.

"We gotta go sorella. It's almost time for you to go to bed." He speaks as we stand and he takes her hand. {Sister}

We walk to his Jeep and he opens the door for both of us. I hop in and buckle up then watch as he runs behind the car and hops in also.

"Did you have fun?" I turn and ask the little girl in the backseat. She smiles and nods her little head full of curly hair.

"Yep. It was the best day ever. Can we do it again pleaseee?" She pouts and looks to her brother, who sighs and then looks at me.

"Hey I have no problem with it. It's mostly up to you if you wanna continue having me around her." He frowns.

"Why would I not want you around her?" He questions as he turns and looks between me and the road.

"I don't know. I mean some guys don't want their friends or any girls around their siblings if they don't know them well enough." I speak as I look out the window at the night sky.

He hums, but doesn't reply.

Okay then.

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Like what the fuck?

Honest opinion possible is that this chapter was horrible because I don't know shits ass about writing a fucking meeting the sister writing.😭🤦🏾‍♀️.

But it's whatever. Gotta make ends meet if you know what I mean🙄.

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