Thug's Nanny 2

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01 | How It Is

3 months later

Genesis

"Ight Y'all break is over." Darnell called out making them all cease their chatter and get into their positions. This was our third class of the day and I was exhausted.

"Gene take lead this time." I nodded getting in front of the group.

"We're gonna do it with no music 8 counts back to one. Ight." They all nodded as I looked over my shoulder at them all and said okay.

"5,6,7,8 and one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, and eight. One." I stopped counting , continuing the simple but complex routine. When we were finished , i nodded to Darnell for the music.

"You all should know your cue by now. When it comes, do not hesitate to hit that first move."

"Yes Gene." Darnell started the music and when the cue came on I started to do the dance, each step gluing itself in my memory.Darnell , and I, like he had said, worked with each other and now we ran a dance studio together.

He was cool and funny and he somewhat kept my mind off of King. i missed him so much and i regretted ever messing around on him. But people make mistakes. I can't say anything other than I made my bed and at the end of the day I had to lay in it.

I had to own up and take responsibility for my actions- which I did. I knew I was way past wrong and I didn't blame him for his reaction. Although he kind of did take it a little far with the name calling. But I knew what he felt so I didn't stress over it as much. Don't get that twisted though, I was hurt too.

"Good job y'all, well see all of ya' next week." I spoke and hug some of them as the rest packed up their things about to leave.

We sat in front of the mirror talking and laughing as we waited for our last class to come. They were for the most part older, but they had great technique and skills making them them more advanced. We didn't place our classes upon age, it was about the skill and weaknesses. It was a couple younger in this class but most were 16 and up.

Darnell furrowed his eyebrows as I ate my dry veggie chips. "What?" I asked dusting my hands off on my sweat pants.

"This number out of country called and left a voicemail too." I shrugged.

"Listen to it." He pressed it and put his phone on speaker. The voice that started speaking had a very heavy Jamaican accent.

"This is Winston , the manager and the prep guy behind Jamaica's annual Masquerade Ball. I'm calling for Darnell. My boss had requested that you all make a special appearance. You all will be granted free entrance, food, beverages, and your check will be 6 grand. Your flight and hotel will be covered by us. Call me back with your answer. The deadline is one week. Thank You." Darnel hung up as smile spread across his face.

"Oh my god!" I screamed as i jumped across his body to hug him . He laughed hugging me back.

"Are we going?" I asked excitedly pulling back to look at his face.

"6,000 dollars. What'chu think?"

"Ahhh! We're Going to Jamaica! We're Going To Jamaica!" I started chanting with a wine of my hips, he laughed.