Jaliisa's Point of View - POV
After a few drinks it was time to get ready for my date with Kelly. I started to feel butterfly wings tickling my stomach. Omg, I'm so nervous. I just want everything to go smoothly. I hope he doesn't turn out to be a complete asshole. When I say that I mean, he better not be a gentleman UNTIL he gets alcohol in his system then become a pig and a pervert! Believe me when I say my fingers are crossed on that one.
KiKi: Girl, hurry up and get dressed. Isn't he supposed to come for you at 7:30?
Me: Yeah...and! I've got time.
KiKi: Correction...you don't have much time. You only have an hour!
Me: OMG are you serious....Can you help me with my hair? Cuz you know I can't do hair to help my soul.
KiKi: (claps in excitement) YAY....Sure, first of all go give your frowsy self a bath! And while you're doing that I'll iron your dress for you.
Me: Thanks Honey Bun!
KiKi: Oh here (hands me a razor) don't forget to shave those legs! (looks closely) and that stache too.
Me: (gasps and covers mouth running to the bathroom)
**ONE HOUR LATER**
Kiki has my hair looking right, in a sleek high pony tail with a little hang time. And yes my edges are laid.........to the gods hunty....YAAAAAASSSSS lol
KiKi: (looking out the window) Girl, is that him getting out of his car? I rushed to the window with excitement, nodding.
Kiki: (closing my moth) Close your mouth girl, you're starting to dribble.
Me: Lol, no I'm not. (Wipes mouth) I'm going to do some last minute check ups. Get the door for me when he comes. Let him know I'll be ready in a few.
**KNOCK KNOCK**
KiKi: Coming! (Opens door)
Kiki: Hello, you must be Kelly. I'm Kiana JC's roommate (shakes hand). Jaliisa said she'll be ready in a few minutes. You can come in and take a seat. Don't mind the mess.
Kelly walks in and sits on the love seat by the door. Thought the door crack I see that he cleans up nicely. He looks handsome, wearing a charcoal coloured sports blazer and pants to match with a turquoise pocket square and a white button down. To top it off he was wearing a pair of casual wingtip oxfords and a fresh haircut. What a great sense of style.While stealing glances I see KiKi walking towards the bathroom with a grin on her face. I could slap her right now. Why in the world would she invite him in our messy dorm room. What a great first impression. Way to go Kiki. (sarcasm)
Kiki: He is FIIIIINNE (she mouths to me and walks in closing the door)
Kiki: Girl why you didn't tell me his eyes were grey?
Me: I didn't notice till today! Damn, I wonder what his parents look like... He is way pass fine.
Kiki: (gives me high five) Girl hurry up and get your man.
Me: He is not my man! I wish....
Kiki: I'm speaking it into existence.
About 10 minutes later I'm finally ready. When I exit the bathroom he stands up waiting for my approach. Such a gentlemen.
Kelly: Wow, you look gorgeous.
Me: Thanks, you look very handsome yourself.
Kelly: (shakes KiKi's hand) Enjoy the rest of your night! (proceeds to put his hand on my lower back)
****Justin's Point of View - POV****
Pain is relative, not for the good but the negative. Einstein said 'You can't blame gravity for falling in love,' but I say you can, when the bastard doesn't deserve you because he's so insensitive. - JB
Today was a lazy day for me. All I've been doing is sitting here watching reruns of The Parkers. I haven't been myself since the altercation with Tyson. Before y'all say anything...no I'm not just gonna take him at his word. Like for real, how hard is it for someone to tell the person they're pursuing the truth? Yeah, I know I sound like a broken record and some might say I sound like a hypocrite. On a real note though, everybody and their mama is a hypocrite at some point in life. But its nothing we can change about human nature. We just have to roll with the punches, and sometimes punch back. Who wants to be stuck in the corner while getting beat up by society and judgement? Don't you think we as a people have suffered and struggled enough? You know what, fuck this and fuck you too. I'm bought to get me a dose of that Henny and clean this pig sty of mine.
I head over to my stereo and put my iPod on the dock to blast that Gambino-Sweatpants. (sings) "Don't be mad cuz I'm doing me better than you doing you..." I turn up the volume and have a personal twerk session. This beat is the shit...I'm getting it in without a care in the world. My session ends when the song does, so I make my way to the kitchen for a drink. I'm one who can count on music to get my mind off the negative happenings around me. A couple drinks down the hatch and I'm feeling myself....
Me: (snaps fingers for beat)(raps in English accent) "Sipping on my Henny, I can feel it running through me, got them bitches hating, thinking they can do me. I'm like, Who me? Yeah you! Got that Henny flowing through me I can feel it in my body got these bitches feeling thirsty. Why you mad cuz you ain't got me?"I have no idea where the hell that came from. That was clearly the Henny talking. Let me get to cleaning and stop wasting time.
****Jaliisa's Point of View - POV****
As we're walking out the door he stops me and says...
Kelly: Just to be clear, please don't take me as one of them basic niggas.
Me: (confused) What do you mean by that?
Kelly: I'm saying this because I don't want you to think that I just want to get to know you just for one thing and one thing only. I got a feeling....
Me: What type of feeling?
Kelly: The type that might change our lives...
Me: (confused with raised brow) Oh ok..I don't know what he was talking about. But I'm about ready to get to wherever we're eating cuz a bitch is starving. We finally get outside and he makes his way to his car. I just stop in my tracks and look at him questionably. Please tell me that beat up Prius isn't his, cuz this sister aint about be getting in nobody's beat up ass Prius...looking like it's a fossil. With a sigh I proceed to walk to the car dreading every step. "Jaliisa don't be so shallow...don't be shallow." I say to myself.
Kelly: Where are you going? Thats not my car...lol mines is over there. (points to car)
He presses the button on the key to unlock a metallic green Mustang GT. Oh my G.O.D what a relief. I exhaled deeply.
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Partly Cloudy, Damn Near Shady
RomanceThrough the ups and downs of friendship, love, lust and drama JB and his best friend JC seem to find love in all the right places. They just can't seem to get away from all the hate and jealousy of Dior who just so happens to be what "every man want...