Street Symphony (Part 1)

Chapter 4: Apology

Dario POV

"Man its some fine girls in Los Angeles" Brian said as he looked at some girls behinds. We finnaly arrived to L.A. and got into our hotel room.

"Wow" Brian start looking around the hotel room, that had two beds with nice white bed linen and comforters. A big toshiba television system, with a dream cast plugged inside. There was jucussi in the bathroom.

"Yep a nigga can use to this" Brian sat his bag down and walked over to the balcony and looked down at the veiw.

I looked at him starring outside "I know its heaven right?"

"Man, you be obsession over cali man"

"Shit a nigga aint never had nothin, what tupac say?" I smiled and start singing Tupac's To Live and Die In L.A.
"To live and die in L.A, its the place to be you got to be there to know it everybody wanna to see"

"Man we bouta be wildin" Brian smiled

"Yeah I got some shit I wanna do out here, I love Cali like I love bitches, we bouta do some big shit out her meet Pac, Snoop, Tyra Banks nigga we outchea. Man this somethin'"

"Well nigga you keep talkin bout Cali, imma about to take a shower, a nigga smell like onions and bud"

"Yeah whatever nigga, do what you do. We bouta find something to do today"

"Nigga im taking a shower and going to sleep, fuck you talkin' bout" He went in the bathroom and shut the door behind him.

"Shit im hungry" I picked up the hotel's manual and opened it looking for the room service number. I found it and dialed the number, "Hello, yeah this Dario Sanchez who is staying in room 426, I wanted some food, alright lemme get uhh 2 servings of fried chicken, macroni cheese and greens. Lemme get some patatoe salad too. Lemme get 2 cheese cakes and a bottle of alize, oh you gotta be 21 or older for alchohol. Man ahight, okay thanks"

I sat on the brown couch and grabbed the remote control and start flipping through the channels and I came across Ja'lynn, the first episode aired and it was on the part when we kissed. I admit the bitch kinda cute she just have a stuck up attitude.

I sat back and watched the episode, and took a swig of my Arizona tea and smirked.

Kendra POV

I walked downstairs and walked in the kitchen where my mom was reading, I went in the refrigerator and poured me some orange juice and rubbed my throat.

"Good afternoon baby" My mother said as she drank her coffee "No rehearsal today?"

I stretched and took a sip of my orange juice "Not until four"

"Sit down you look so tired, you've been working really hard"

I grabbed my glass of orange juice and sat down across from my mother, her hair was in a high top bun today and she was wearing her reading glasses, looking down at the vanity fair magizine "Thats a shame Robin Givens left him for that white man"

She looked up at me "you talk to Kenneth?"

"Yeah yesterday, he's been busy"

"Yall doing okay?"

I took a deep breath "Yeah I guess, were just both busy"

Kenyatta came downstairs and looked at my mom "Mama where is Jerald?"

"Out with Chris doing business, why?"

"He keeps using my edge control to make them fake hairs all the girls are drooling over, he makes me sick"

My mother laughed and put her coffee mug down "That boy is something else, I'll talk to him when he gets back"

"I swear he's annoying, those hairstyles they wearing all ugly gosh those hairstylist needs to get fired"

The door bell rung "I'll get it" I got up and rubbed my eyes and walked to the front door and opened it was a delivery man holding the most beautiful purple and pink roses.

"Kendra Rossville?"

"Yeah thats me" I smiled

"Sign this please" he handed me a clipboard

I signed the clipboard and grabbed the flowers "Thankyou, so much" I told the delivery man as I shut the door I knew they had to be from Kenneth it had a evenlope sticking out with a clear stick.

Kenyatta ran up to me "who is that from let me see"

"Move girl!" I shooed her away and sat the flowers on the kitchen table.

"I'm guessing it's from Kenneth" my mother ask

"I think so" I sat down and put my hair behind my ear and opened the evenlope that had 300 dollars in it.

"Ooo its money" Kenyatta said

I unfolded the letter and started to read it

Yo Kendi, I wanna appoligize for acting stupid that one day. I aint mean to call you a bitch that was wrong of me and I wasn't handling the situation like a man. It wasn't that serious I'm hoping we can put this all behind us. I thought you would like these flowers, I wanted you to know that im sincerely sorry. I gave you the cash to pay for ya dress too, hopefully nobody stole it. But I'm living out here in L.A. for awhile, so if your not still mad, call me up we can kick it, my pager number is 223-1612 and im crashin' at this hotel the number for my room is 213-490-8678 call me up. And shit thats all I gotta say.

~ Dario

P.S. Larry gave me ya address I'm not just stalking yo pretty ass, but peace and love.

I folded the letter up and and smiled really hard that my cheeks could've ripped apart, I cant believe he actually appoligized. This made my day.

"What is say?!" Kenyatta asked

"Its from Dario, he appoligized for the incident"

My mom raised one eyebrow "really, that seems like a nice guy"

"I feel so bad now, I gotta call him up soon"