Ch. 12: I'm in trouble

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Jaylen's P.o.V.

It's Wednesday now and Tyra has been staying here at my house for five days. Everything has been going good except for the fact that I gotta boo thang for my boo thang. I still remember that white dude from the basketball game telling me to ask Tyra out. I just don't wanna come on to her a lil too strong cuz she already thinks I'm weird wit me flirting all the time. Man, I on't know; all I know is that I gotta hurry up before they lock this school up while I'm in the shower washing off postgame.

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"Man hurry up in there!" Angelo aka Spook commands. Angelo is one of my down n**gas. Besides being a teammate of mine since 7th grade, we real cool. He brown skinned with a lot of moles y'all chicks would find very cute wit some light grey eyes and he 6'8" playing at the Power Forward position. I think he got so many girls while growing up cuz he gets his looks from his fine as f**k momma.

"I'm coming!" I rinse off and swiftly dry myself and walk into the cold, musty locker room air. "Man, even after errybody left, it still stink like a** in here." He chuckles at my joke.

"Yeah, n**ga but we gotta hurry up. Carl just texted me saying the janitor just put away his mop," he says pushing his foot through his Jordan beaters. He spritz some Calvin Klein cologne on him and says, "Aye Jay, why you taking long in the shower anyway? You were one of the last to go in there but you were showering for like 20mins. I'z about to think you washed yo self to do some surgery or sutt'n." We laugh.

"Angelo, you and yo jokes." This dude always had something funny to say. I slap some deodorant on and slip a white t-shirt over my head.

Angelo stops packing his backpack and turns around before he gets up and leaves. "Aye, Jay, is it that fine a** girl you been hanging around wit? You know the one we been scoping on the girls basketball team?" He has this goofy smirk on his face.

I crack a smile just thinking about Tyra and me and her sleeping in the same bed together. "Yeah."

He chuckles softly, "I thought so. Aye, you tap that yet?"

"Nah n**ga. It ain't even like that, she just mad dope."

He surrenders and backs up. "Oh, well my bad man. I ain't even mean to make the lion come out to visit. I'm just saying, you look kinda strung out on this girl. Like, is she even that worth it?"

"Look Angelo, I on't need you to tell me anything seeing as how you can't keep a girl." I know I done struck a nerve on his bad side, but hey he was talking about my woman.

"Jay these hoes outchea ain't even girls. Dese b**ches need to remember who dey f**king wit. I've been played man by plenty of feels. Now it's all about da b**ches." I shoot him a disapproved look."Look man, Imma get mine and as long as they participating, I'm playing along." He walks near the door.

"Aye, do good man. That's all I'm saying." He nods and heads out the door. I finish getting dressed in some track pants and my white Adidas Superstars and lock up the locker room.

Walking out, I notice my dude, Carl and Angelo waiting by the curb. Carl got dis huge a** groomed fro wit milk chocolate skin tone and a muscular build for a 5'6" point guard.

"Y'all waiting for somebody?" I ask standing next to them.

"Yeah Jay. Why man?"

"No need for the attitude Carl; just asking question. Who's picking y'all up?"

"My cousin," Carl replies.

"Okay. See y'all n**gas later." I jog off to my car and head on home to bae.

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