My Ride Or Die

Chapter 7

Khalil POV

"Yo these girls better be ready. The party started two hours ago." I state

"Yea. They're probably wearing fucking sweater vests with long skirts." Rupert snorts and I join in as we approach Anisa's room.

I look both ways before knocking and the door opens. Rupert and I quickly push our way in shut the door and when we turn around our jaws drop.

The girls look fucking amazing. I mean..woah.

Rupert clears his throat,"Alright lets go. I got my car out back and we have to hurry. Most of the white house is asleep right now."

"Seriously?" Anisa asks

"Yea its 10 at night."Rupert states as the girls grab their coats and we make our way out back through Anisa's window.

Rupert guides us towards his black range rover and the girls get in the back where the tinted windows are.

"So..Brice and I were wondering...will lthere be tea and crumpets at this a aparty." Anisa asks in her brittish accent.

Rupert glances at me as he drives and we start laughing, "Um not unless chips and dip is the same thing then no." I state.

Brice POV
Rupert stops the car in front of a huge american household..sorry I mean house. It was along a long street that was filled with many cars and I could hear loud beats from outside.

Rupert parks his car at the end of the curb and helps us girls out. Anisa walks up with Rupert as I walk next to Khalil.

"You really look sexy tonight Brice." Khalil states lowly in my ear.

I blush,"Thats quite inappropriate for you to say."

"Well we arent on working hours."

"When ever Im around you..we are."

We go up the steps of the big house and my anxiety increases. Khalil grabs my hand and I look at him.

"Hey, everythings gonna be alright."

I give him a small smile; feeling a little bit better; as we enter the loud house. There are people talking, laughing, and dancing everywhere. I see more people drinking from red cups and brown bottles and the smell of must and sweat mixes in the air.

Girls walked around in basically their under garments while most guys had their tops off.

"Ayyyee Khalil, Rupert, you made it and you brought some fine honies with you." Some guys says giving the boys handshakes and checking us out.

I look down feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"What up Za and nah they new around here so I thought Id bring em along but they not the type to fuck with." Khalil says and I scrunch my brows.

"Oh I got you man. Aye ya know Bella is here! She in the kitchen and shes been askin bout you man. Your in!" Za says excitedly patting Khalils shoulder.

"I always knew she'd come back." Khalil smirks.

"Hey Brice, Rupert and I are going to the backyard. Im gonna watch him smoke! I feel like such a rebel." Anisa states smiling as Rupert takes her hand and they walk off.

I turn back to Khalil and stand there awkwardly as he talks to um...Za. I feel someone touch my waist and I jump a bit as I turn to see...Manny.

"Hey lil mama. Never thought Id see you at this type of place. Shouldnt the presidents daughter be at the white house sleeping." He looks me up and down, biting his lip.

"Um I wanted to just try s-somethig d-different." I stutter.

He smiles,"No need to get nervous with me babygirl. Come on, it seems like ya boy here is busy."

I look back ag Khalil who remains talking to Za as Manny drags me through the crowd and onto the dance floor. I stand still, feeling uncomfortable as Manny moonwalks and does all these other dances.

I felt so out of place and my anxiety was building again.

"Whats wrong? Dont you move?" Manny asks stopping.

"I just um...feel a bit uncomfortable. I dont know...how to dance." I say the last part quietly.

"What?! A foxy girl like you dont know how to dance?! Nah thats gonna change. Here turn around and just flow with the music."

I hesitantly turn around and he pulls my body close to his as he puts his hands on my waist. Feeling slightly uncomfortable I slowly sway to the beat and my stiff muscles slowly loosen.

"Nah lil mama you need to relax. Here try this." Manny hands me a red cup and I just look at the weird liquid.

"Oh it smells awful." He laughs and pushes it towards my lips as he gives me an assuring nod.

Slowly bringing the cup towards my mouth I sip the bitter liquid and feel the burn go down my throat.

"Feel better?" Manny asks observing me.

My muscles begin to loosen and my mind starts to feel free. I look at Manny and smile.

"Hell yea." We begin dancing to "Talkin body" and my hair flies everywhere as I grind on Manny.

"Hey lets go somewhere private." Manny whispers in my ear.

I didnt know what was going on but I followed him.