Trusting Rose

Chapter 1

Alonzo

"Aye man this college shit a joke. "I complained walking with my nigga Omari.

"I feel you Zo. Where we finna' eat?"

" I'm in the subway mood br-"

"Alonzo!!" A sweet voice interrupted calling my name from behind me.

It was Alexia, I've known her forever, she's been here ever since I moved to Cali, she was like a bestfriend.

Omari and I turned around.

"Wassup lil' mama."

"I was wondering if you and Mari wanted to come to the party my best friend throwing tonight."

She asked, with an excited voice.

"Yea of course we'll be there."

"Aight I'll see you there handsome." she grabbed my hand as she walked away.

"Text me the address and allat." I called after her.

"Okay hun."

"I don't know why you keep denying that girl liking you." Omari said.

"I've known that girl too long to even like her in that way, she's cute and all but nah not for me."

"You so complicating Zo."

"Why don't you try and talk to her then O."

He looked away not saying nothing.

"My point exactly."

"Yea whatever bro let's go I'm starving."

"You ate before class, only 4 hours ago."

"Aint no such word as only, come on man."

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"Omari come the fuck on your taking as much time as a woman to get ready bruh.'"

"You can't rush my sexiness it takes time ya' know."

Omari my younger brother I'm the oldest of two. He a conceited mothafucka.

I remember one day I was chilling at his house while he was getting ready for his date with this sexy ass broad named Kyla.

The boy took one damn look at his self in the mirror played with his hair and winked at himself, all I could do was shake my head. I think one reason why he pull hella females is because of the his drip? Man I don't even know.

We're 1 year apart and honestly he's my best bro.

"Aye Zo, you ready to go?"

"Yea man" he came out the bathroom wearing a white tee and blue jeans and a blue Jean jacket.

"Bro' is that what you wearing?"  He asked.

"Hell yea." I was wearing a bulls jersey with black jeans and matching cap. I thought I looked good.

"I guess man, I guess." Omari replied.

"So you ready now?"

"Yea, let's go."

We drove my car to the party. O didn't have a car and I'll be damned if he fucked up my shit.

I worked about 7 hours Mon-Friday at my uncles mechanic shop.

That alone payed $25 dollars a hour, but only because I was his nephew and I surely know how to use my hands.

I also worked as a hip hop dancing instructor for a weekend job. My uncle helped me buy my own studio.