Someone's shaking me. Someone's is shaking me, calling my name. No, leave me alone, lemme sleep. Don't wake me up, plz. I want to keep dreaming. This boy, he's in my dream.His hair, oh, his hair is so soft. Leave me alone dad, I hear you calling my name, but I don't want to wake up yet. Ughh LEAVE ME ALONE!
"JANELLE! Wake up!"
"Daddyyy.." I groaned. "Give me like, 5 more minutes..." I rolled over, facing the window. I felt that we weren't moving anymore.
"Janelle! Get cho as up! We're here!"
First thing that ran through my head: OMG IS THIS MY SURPRISE! I threw my head up and looked out the window, but was very disappointed when I only saw a hotel. I mean, it was a nice little hotel, but that's not what I was hoping for. "Dad, what is this?"
"THIS, Janelle, is called a HO-TELLL. You see, there's these rooms, and people pay to spend then sight in here, or they could stay a couple nigh—"
"I know what a freaking hotel is dad, I mean what are we doing here."
"What do you think Janelle? We spending the night. And I got us separate rooms too, right by each other. You too old to be sleeping with me. Yo clingy ass.."
I fake whined "Oh nooooo, plz, not my daddddd, oh boo hoo. Let's go." We hopped out grabbed one of our duffel bags (he told me ahead of time to pack one duffel bag with just enough clothes for a over night stay) and went to the check-in desk.
After we did all that we started on our way to the elevator. "Dad, this is soo nice. What is this place?"
"Embassy Suites. And it costs like $250 so don't tear up anything too." We stepped of on like the 12th floor and rounded the corner when I heard some familiar laughs.
THE SAME FOUR NIGGAS FROM THE GAS STATION WERE WALKING TOWARDS ME! (and my dad). They were in their swim trunks with towels over their shoulders. "Soo, where's our rooms again?"
"Right here."
My dad pulled out keys and handed me mine.
"Meet me in my room in about half an hour, okay?"
"I got you." I took one more glance at the boys as they were getting closer. Then I noticed I was staring because they all were just starting back at me (still walking).
The click of my dads door closing snapped me out of my trance.
[Janelle Dad POV]
The real reason I got me and Janelle separate rooms is because I might have a "friend" over later ;) But I really need to handle some shit over the phone, and I can't risk her hearing. And yea, she really IS too big to be sharing a room with me, she can handle her own self.
〈Janelle〉
DAMMIT! THIS FUCKING KEY WILL NOT GO IN THE DAMN HOLE!! I've been struggling ever since my dad went in his room, and he so lazy he won't even help me. And them niggas is getting closer to me, ohmygossshhh, this is so embarrassing.
I jiggle it, take it back out, put it back in, turn it this way and that, NOTHING IS HAPPENING!
"Do you need help with that?"
I look at some guy standing to my left with his hand out for the key. His hair is very cute... I like afros'.
"Umm..."
"Here, just give it to me." I hand him the keys, and he struggles a little with it. He puts the key in, jiggles it, turns it, takes it back out, tries the door handle, does that all over agin, then tries to put the key in and just turn it the other way, when I hear someone else's voice behind me. It's a very strong voice.
"Man, move out the way. She needs a REAL man to do this."
As he swiftly moves past me, I catch a glance of his eyes,
And in that moment
I swear
We were infinite
I COULD NOT STOP STARRING AT HIM. Before I knew it, the door was open and they were all just standing there staring at me.
"Well.." said one with braids, "You gone go in?"
"O-oh, uh..." I stammered. I am looking really stupid right now. "Thanks."
"No problem."
I started to walk in, dragging all my bags, struggling.
"Let me help you with that." One with a mohawk and very chiseled features {really cute, If I must say}, grabbed my suitcase and a duffel bag, and the rest of them grabbed the rest of my bags.
"Oh wow, thanks you guys." I stepped in after them and shut the door behind me.
"Nice room you got here."
"Uh, thanks." This is the first time I'm seeing it myself.
"Soo...do you guys have any names?"
They all looked up at me. Their faces looked like they were deciding something in their heads.
A/N they're deciding if they should tell her their real names, just saying.. :-)
Afro spoke up first. "I'm Princeton."
"Princeton?" I asked. "Really?"
"Naw, that's my nickname, but just call me Princeton or Prince. Either one is okay."
"WELL.." Braids almost screamed, "MY name is Ray."
"Well, hello it's nice to meet you Ray."
He chuckled. "AnHuh, nice to meet you too." He smiled. Is he flirting?
"Prodigy." Said chiseled feature face.
"Hello Prodigy."
"Call me Roc."
I looked at him, and he kinda looked familiar. "Roc? Is that your real name.?
"Nope."
"Okay" I didn't ask his real name because I didn't want to seem like I was all up in his business and stuff, I mind my own.
"Well, again. Thank you all for helping me. I appreciate it." I took a second to look at all of them, one by one. And once again, my eyes got stuck.
"You staring hard, ain't chu?" Prince said.
"Huh? Oh, my bad" I was blushing.
"Naw it's okay. I tend to have that affect on girls." Roc said. Then everyone burst out laughing, until there was a knock on the door. I went and answered it since this is my room.
It was my dad.
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