Niecey. . .
I was almost to class when the bell rang. Shit! Now I was late messing around with him. I peeked into class and had Shayne distract Mr. Lopez so I could get in class. I was not going to get a tardy. Once I was in Frankie automatically cursed me out asking where I'd been. I told them and they laughed. We sat and clowned him for a while. What a dog. I sat there bored out of my mind then I looked up and saw Shawny and Claire were joking and I stopped. Shawny didn't have a care in the world over a nigga. She had long, black hair. She has a dark complexion with sharp features. She is thick and I would kill for those curves. Then I looked over at Frankie. She is very short and tiny. She has bright skin and long sandy hair. Frankie was always one to speak her mind. If she had a problem she would sure speak her mind. We both would. I had beautiful friends and I felt so lucky.
I'm walking to my car searching throughout my big ass purse for my keys. I look up to be knocked down. All my books and things fell out of my hands. Damn, this ain't my day. "Dang, couldn't you wat-" My eyes met with one of the sexiest creatures I had ever seen. Medium complextion, with light brown eyes, and smooth facial hair. Just enough to give him an older look. He had a beautiful build. He was breath taking. From his fine retro flat top with the part down to his fresh timbs. Classic.
"My bad," he said picking everything up. He lip his big lips making me bite mine. "I'll see you around though. I really got to run and go handle something." With that one statement his fine ass ran off. I was left with my thoughts.
I drove home listening to music and as soon as I got out of the car my phone rang playing Keyshia Cole's "Love". I knew it was him. I let that bitch go to voicemail. As soon as I got into the house, I changed his name in my phone to "Nobody"and his ringtone was changed to a new Keyshia Cole song. "Trust and Believe". If only I could count how many times I heard that song. I dozed off as soon as my body hit the bed.
I woke up when I heard my door shut. I was opening my eyes and I saw Derrick's frame standing near me. I felt my entire body tense up. "What the hell are you doing Derrick?"
"I remember when you used to call me Daddy," he looked turned on. I was scared as hell.
"Where is my mother, Derrick?" My heart felt like it would pop out of my chest.
"She went somewhere. Why do you still call her Mom but I'm Derrick? I know I left for a little while but I'm back now, Baby. I ain't going nowhere." I heard the front door close and my mother's voice. Derrick put his hand is his pocket and walked out of my room. What the fuck was that? My mother walked in my room. She was so beautiful. Sometimes I wished I was her real daughter so I could be beautiful like her. "You ok Honey?"
"Yes Mommy. Just some stuff with Ty as usual," I intentionally left out the part about Derrick.
"Oh Baby. He ain't shit. You know you gone be fine without him."
"I know mommy. I'm a thug, I got this." I gave her a smile but my heart was hurting. When she left out I checked my phone. I had a missed call from Shawny, Frankie, and 14 missed calls from Tyler. The nigga must be slow. He also sent me multiple text messages. He was playing his self and he knew it. Punk ass. I checked my Facebook and had a message from somebody named Hakeem:
Hey Cutie. Sorry I couldn't talk to you more earlier. We been in school togetha for dis long and never really even talked. I'ma see you tomorrow tho Ma.
Dang. i had forgot about earlier. I had seen Hakeem around since my Freshman year but never noticed how fine he was until today. I fell asleep just thinking.
