I'm Going Insane (Princeton Story)

Chapter 2: The Drink

(Picture of Paris)
Amara POV

Man that boy was fine. He had an Afro filled with curls that you want to rub your fingers in, probably get lost in there. Carmel skin, chocolate eyes you could die for, and a deep voice that gidders you every time he spoke.

But I can't take him, I have a boyfriend. Oh I didn't tell you? Well his name is Zamir Alfonso Smith. He is light skinned, with naturally changed blue eyes, and a killer body.

But I've haven't seen him in a while actually, his mom just died and he's been a breakdown lately.

Maybe I should call him later.

I arrived back at my condo and sat down on my couch and called Zamir.

"Hello?" He said in his deep voice.

"Hey baby... How are you?" I said in my sweet voice.

"Oh yeah. I'm healing slowly, we had the funeral yesterday and it was sad but I think I'm ok."

"Oh ok. well I'm settled down, you want to come over?" I smirked to myself.

"Uh I can't tonight, I have to go have dinner with my aunties and uncles, tomorrow for sure though." I was alittle saddened that I couldn't see him but I understood.

"Ok! I know and you mean, but I talk to you tomorrow... Ok?"

"Ok bye baby, I love you."

"Love you too." I hung up and slumped in my couch. I'm bored and I have nothing to do.

I decided to get up and take a shower. But before I did, I called Paris.

"WASSUP GIRL? How's your place?" SHe shrieked through the phone. Paris is the crazy one, Kennedy is the cute quiet girl, I'm the girl is kinda average girl but you fuck around with me.

"It's good. I met a gu-" she cut me off before I said anything.

"WHAT?! You have a boyfriend! You can't be fucking around the damn bush!"

"Chill Paris, he just a friend, well not even that." I bit my lip remembering his beautiful eyes.

"Whatever. Shit, set him up with me! I've been kinda stressed lately and-"

"Fuck no Paris! Don't you say it!" I said laughing, she laughed with me.

"Anyways I'm bored, so you want to go to The Kasbah?"

"Yeah! It's that new place down the street, we'll go at 8."

"Ok!" I hung up and got dressed.

I wore a strapless white dress with a gold set. And white heels.

I curled my straight hair and walked outside.

2 minutes later, Paris pulled up with Kennedy. If I was a guy, I would do a 3 some with them.

"Damn girl you fine, lemme get your number." Paris yelled out from the car. I blushed and stepped into the car.

We drove off to The Kasbah. it was packed and full of people.

The speakers were booming Bitch I'm Madonna. I heard laughs and people talking and glass brake because I girl was being dumb.

"Let's get some drinks." I said. we sat at a table and a waiter came up.

"Hello ladies how may I he- Amara?" A familiar voice came up.

"Prince?" I said smiling. "You work here?"

"Yup, I'm the boss." he said proudly. "jk, I just work here, anyways what can I get you guys." he said winking at me, I blushed.

"May I get a balls on rocks?" Paris said. Prince nodded and turned to Kennedy while writing in his notepad.

"May I get 3 shots of Patrón, I'm feeling myself tonight." we looked at Kennedy crazy. Prince only smiled then looked at me.

"Um, I want a Raspberry Margarita." I said smiling back.

"Ok I'll be right with those."

"Is that the guy you were talking about?" Asked Paris.

"Yeah, I didn't think he worked here."

"He's a fine piece of chocolate and Carmel." Paris licked her lips.

"But we should be talking about Kennedy, is the world ending or something?" I looked at her.

"No. I just want to try it."

"Mm, ok." Prince can back with our drinks and set them on the table.

"Thank you." I said starting to drink. Kennedy already took her first shot.

"Damn girl. I'm not carrying you tonight."

"Shut up, I'll probably leave with that fine ass over there." She pointed to a chocolate guy with a SnapBack on.

"I'll see you guys later." She got up and headed to that guy.

"Damn, wanna get freaky tonight." Paris laughed.

"I know. Oh well." Then I heard my favorited song came on. Zipper by Jason Derulo.

I took a long sip and grabbed Paris's hand and ran to the dance floor.

I started dancing with Paris. I noticed Prince was staring me down. I was getting uncomfortable with his stares. I after the song was over I wanted to go outside have a fresh air. But I started getting dizzy. Everything was turning fuzzy.

"Hello Amara." I turned and seen Prince. I then fell on the cold hard ground and then ever thing turned black.