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5 ✩- Disaster

9:20PM, Delta Soror-House, Sunday
Imani POV:

                  Chapter 5 ✩- "Disaster"

——Continuation

I walked over to the small-barely decorated room in the corner. The one Kayla told me go.

Honestly, I don't know why this is such a big deal. The guy doesn't like me, he probably just remembers me from last night.

Because I don't like him, but he's attractive to me. I know nothing about that nigga.

Simple as that.

I sat on the corner of the bed scrolling on instagram. Tapping on Kayla's story I seen plenty videos from last night, people screaming for her and the girls as they strolled, somebody even caught her smoking.

All the girls must have some sort of popularity because that party was a deep as fuck last night!

But then again, they're all older than me. I'd still love to have people at least know me. Now i'm the official outcast in this group.

All of them are in some type of brotherhood or sisterhood, something I want really bad.

"Imani?" Kayla knocked on the door.

Let's see what it is she needs to say.

"Talk to me." I wanted her to just lay it on me. Like if he's off limits then I understand. Even if that is the case, he's not acting like it.

"I knew this was gonna happen. J fucking K." She shook her head low, but she had a smile on her face.

So I couldn't have fucked up that bad? Right?

"Is he off limits or something?" I asked, just like how I thought.

We did nothing but make eye contact and now everyone in this house is acting like I took him from another girl.

"No.. But. He will get yo ass pregnant, easily." She said flat out.

"Oh."

I didn't know what else to say to that?

I mean.. What could I have said to that?!

"How is that even gonna happen? I don't know him." I said, standing on my thoughts.

"He was asking about you after the party was over, and! Remembered you! Which is a really big thing because Jk never remembers shit." She said.

I wanted to smile. That fine ass boy looking for me? Imani Howard? I'm proud of that.

"...But since you got so much balls, go out there and ask him for his number. And you have to ask because he will block your number so quick."

"For what? What did I do to him?"

"Safety. He's also kinda crazy, they all are."

My eyebrows raised. Crazy? I like crazy. Not going out acting crazy, but.. Crazy protective. I love it.

"Can't you just give me his number?" I asked. I wish I had enough confidence to go ask, but I don't even know what to say.

"Did you not hear anything I said?!"

"Okay, okay. But you gotta tell me what to say. Cause if I go over there to him and put my panties in his hand, imma be wrong." I said with a shrug, like i'd ever do that..

"He would love that shit. But! I don't want any kids running 'round here. So let's do something likee.."

She motioned for me to stand up, so I did.