Converting The Rich Boy

Chapter Eleven

Milan's POV

"This bitch better recognize. I'm not the fucking one. Ooh, I'm so mad!" I screamed, pacing my room as Heather and Tisha just watched me. Tisha was just as riled up as me. Heather was calm, but we knew she was mad.

"How could her snowman looking ass talk about being black. Being black is fucking lit, gah damn!" Tisha yelled, cracking her knuckles.

"That was a low blow, even for her." Heather spoke up. "She probably was trying to impress Beck. But, like you said, Beck told her off. So, she was probably mad he was ignoring her."

"I don't know why she's acting like her pussy is golden like Beyonce. When we all know her pussy is like Latavia."

"Who?" Heather and I chorused.

"Exactly." She laughed. "She was a member, but she wasn't known because no one cared about her or Latoya or Michelle."

"I can't even right now." Sighed Heather.

"Milan!" Dylan called out for me and I groaned. I swear my brother knew when to get on my nerves when something bad or good was happening.

"What you want?" I called back. "Come downstairs, your little friend down here!" He yelled and I rolled my eyes.

Latisha and Heather followed me out the door as we headed downstairs. When I saw Beck I got all angry again. I wasn't mad at him, I was mad at Oliver. Like, we were supposedly cool, but she was talking mad shit about me. It's not my fault your nigga was feeling me and not you.

"Hey." I said, trying not to sound angry.

"Hey, I came to apologize for Oliver's behaviour -,"

"Beck, you don't have to apologize for her behavior. She knew exactly what she was spitting out of her mouth when she was talking to you. I really do appreciate you sticking up for me though."

"I know, but I just felt so bad. So, I got you something." He announced and opened the door, bringing in a cage with him. There was a blanket over the cage. When he placed it down, he took the blanket off. In the cage were two rabbits and I almost was speechless.

"Oh my gosh, Beck!" I squealed, running up to him to crush him in a hug. He caught me when I jumped into his arms and thanked him for the rabbits. "Wait, how much were they?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm happy to get you something that you've always wanted."

I eyed him down before shrugging. "My daddy told me refusing a present is more disrespectful than accepting it without thanking the person. So, thank you so much."

"It's no biggie. We're friends right?" He asked and I nodded. A big grin formed on his face when I said it.

"Yeah, we're friends."

"Y'all ain't no damn friends, y'all dating." Dylan laughed, shaking his head. I rolled my eyes at him before getting a pillow and throwing it at him. He sucked his teeth and turned the volume up.

I turned back to a grinning Beck. He held the bags of supplies in his arms. "The kitchen is right through that door." I pointed to the door on his left. He nodded, before leaving and walking to the kitchen.

I was bit still amazed that he'd do this for me. After all we were just friends and we hadn't even been friends for long. We just became official friends today. It warmed my heart a bit and then I also remembered his ass was rich as fuck. So, however much he spent didn't really mean shit to him.

"Where can I put the rabbits?" He asked, picking up the cage with the things needed. I have to admit he was really strong for someone who didn't really do anything except for attract girls.

"Oh, follow me." We headed up the stairs where Heather and Tisha had sneaked in. The big grins on their faces had told me they were secretly watching and they didn't do a good job at it. If you asked me.

"You can put them on my dresser." I instructed him. "I wonder what my parents are gonna say when they see them in here." He laughed and shook his head playfully. A small smile found it's way on my face.

I wonder what my parents would say if they found a boy in my room too.

"What are you going to name them?" Heather piped up. I looked at them for a long time, before asking, "Are they boy and girl or..?"

"Both girls." He chimed, chewing on some gum, I assumed.

"Okay, I'll name one after you," I pointed at Beck. "Just because you bought them for me and gave me the best gift ever. "I'll name the other Robyn, which is Rihanna's birth name because that bitch is bad.

"Of course you'd name it after her." Tisha yawned and I rolled my eyes at her. Beck laughed at us and shook his head.

"Anyway, it's time for me to go." Heather announced, putting her phone back into her pocket.

"Yeah, I gotta go too."

"Why do you have to go? Girl, you live here."

She laughed, "Yeah, but ima see your ugly ass in the morning." I stuck up my middle finger and she laughed, before leaving with Heather trailing behind her.

"Do you have to go too?" I asked Beck and he shook his head. "I can leave when I want, if that's okay with you."

"It's alright, we can watch a movie if you want." He nodded and took his shoes off. We went to my bed and laid down. I felt awkward having a guy in my bed, but he's a friend and my dad's friends with his dad. So, we probably wouldn't get in that much trouble.

As time went pass we watched at least three movies, before I started to dose off.

"If you fall asleep let it be." He whispered and I shook my head, trying to stay awake.

"Why aren't you sleepy?"

"I'm a insomniac." He confessed. I turned to face him. "Can you stop surprising me in one day?" He had let out a low laugh that lowkey turned me on.

"I'm sorry?" I smirked. "Is it bad?"

"Sometimes I can't sleep for a day, but when I do it's the best thing ever. I mostly keep myself occupied when I can't sleep. It's not bad, buts it's exhausting, that's why I drink a lot of coffee."

"What's the longest time you've ever slept?"

"The longest I've slept was probably almost ten hours. It was the best sleep ever."

"My bed is comfortable, you'll be knocked out in moments." I confidently gushed and he laughed. "We'll see about that." He whispered.

I don't know if my emotions were playing with me, but there's one thing I knew for sure.

I think I was starting to like Beck Abate.