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After dropping Mylen off at my mothers, I decided to sneak up on Samere and spend a few hours hanging with her.
After all, My and I were leaving for the trip tomorrow and we would be gone for a whole week. Samere won't know how to survive without me.
I pulled up to her apartment complex and claimed my usual parking spot.
Using the spare key tucked underneath her mat, I made my way inside. After all, it is like my second home.
I kicked my Huaraches off of my feet, knowing how she feels about shoes on her carpet. I placed my sneakers next to a fairly large pair of Jordan's.
Samere had tiny feet so they obviously weren't hers. This sneaky little heffa'. She better not be on a date without telling me first.
I followed her faint giggles into the kitchen. She was leaning over the island, engaged in a conversation with some guy. They were both staring at his phone screen.
Both of their backs were turned to me so my presence wasn't known.
I leaned onto the door frame and cleared my throat."Well, well, well. What do we have here?"
Samere almost jumped out of her skin causing me to laugh.
"Ohmeegee, your hair! You look so cute babe." She squealed, running over to me and fingering my freshly installed box braids.
I had decided to get my hair braided since it would be easier to maintain while we were out of town.
"Yeah, yeah don't try to change the subject. Is this a date?"
"Nah, just two friends chillin'." The dude answered for her with a sly grin. I was about to say something rude but I shut my mouth instead. I'm trying to work on it.
"Who that?" A voice spoke up from the guys phone. Was he on the phone with someone? And if he was, they were nosey.
Samere ignored it and pointed a finger at me. "Maleah, this is Trey. Trey, this is my bestfriend Maleah.
She'd mentioned him to me before. I pursed my lips, looking Trey over. He was cute. He was brown skin, about a shade darker than Samere. He seemed to be about six-feet with a nice little haircut. I remember her telling me that he and Chris were some close friends of hers.
His eyes widen at the mention of my name."Don't pour wine on me na'."
I gasped before glaring at Samere. Of course, her big mouth ass would tell everyone about what happened on Chris and I's date.
Really, I wouldn't even call it that.
She held her hands up in surrender."I didn't tell him."
"Chris did." Trey informed me. I scoffed at the the mention of his name.
The Trey dude picked his iPhone up from the island and placed the camera on me.
Chris's eyes met mine through the screen, causing me to roll them. Of course he would be on facetime with Christopher the moment I get here.
Chris dropped his phone purposely, as if I was some ugly creature.
"Damn, that scared me." He mumbled, loud enough for me to hear.
Trey had now put the camera back on himself but I could still see Chris clear as day. He's so childish.
"Very funny." I shot back sarcastically as I sat my purse down on the table."Fat head ass." I added just to be ignorant.
"Fake titties."
