Fumble. (Princeton Teen-Fic)

Chapter 11: In New York, New York, New York!

Jaocob's P.O.V : Location boarding the plane: 

I was so enthusiastic when we were boarding the plane. I saw Prema struggling with her luggage, and I slowly walked towards her and smiled. She smiled back and waved. I waved back, but, I only found ou that she was waving to somebody else. "Lemme' help you with that!" Craig sprinted up towards her. I was disgusted and irritated. He was basically taking my best friend away from me. I sighed and shook my head as I walked back towards the remaining guys.

"I got us the back seats bro." Rayon dapped me. I nodded my head and smirked.

"And, I got us a couple baddies too!" Chrestano smiled.

"We 'bout to get turned up in NYC! Ya hear me?" Rayon laughed.

We stuffed our luggage in the department, and then I fllowed Rayon and Chrestano, towards the back of the plane. I sat down in the middle of them, it was three seats. Finally, minutes later, Craig walked up and looked us up and down. "Fam don't know how to save seats for a brother no more?" he folded his arms. "Craig. cut the girly stuff out. It's obvious that there are only three seats. You weren't here to fill one of them. Your fault. . 'Fam.' " Chrestano chuckled.

"Aye man, don't talk to me like that. I ain't Jacob. I'm not no softy. If you gon' talk to me, then you better talk to me with respect. Consider me as your father. If you'd talk to Mr. August like that, he'd slap the carmel off of you. Check yourself, before you proceed to wreck yourself." he scoffed and turned away.

I was kinda shocked; Craig never really stood up to Chrestano. Even though Chrestano was younger than him. Craig was the quiet guy. Chrestano was speechless as Craig walked away. The seats started to fill up and before you knew it, we had at least 10 girls in our area. I grinned and quickly forgot about Craig. And Prema. 

Craig's P.O.V

You know what I hate? 

Disrespectful, little cunts. Such as Chrestano. I don't care how you talk to Rayon, or Jacob. Just know you ain't gon' talk to me like that. I sighed and shook my head as I made my way towards the seat next to Prema. She had earbuds plugged in her ears, and I had to tap her a few times before she responded. "Oh hey Craig." she smiled and unhooked the earbuds. I settled next to her. "This seat taken?" I asked and grinned. She chuckled. "Obviously, not." she smiled. We got into deep conversation. "I wanna see the Empire State Building!" she exclaimed. "I do too. I've never been to New York, and I grew up on the East Coast." I confessed. "You a Philly Boy huh?" she winked.