For What It's Worth II (Sequel) (Roc Royal Fanfic)

Chapter 4: Catching Up

Chapter 4

Ali turned around. It was Romelo.

Ali turned around.

"Whats up?" asked Romelo. "May I sit down next to the birthday girl." he asked.

Ali remained silent. "God what did he want?" she thought.

"I've called you a couple times, I knew you weren't gonna answer but I called anyway." said Romelo licking his lips, putting the blunt to his mouth.

"Don't smoke around me please." said Ali in a calm tone.

"Sorry," he chuckled. "I just started. I don't know why, I guess its because I'm trying to fill this empty ass feeling I have." he said.

Ali didn't say anything. 

"I guess what I'm trying to say is I miss you man. I know I'm going all away across the country but I just want you to know I'll come back and maybe if you let me we can pick up where we left off." he said smiling.

Romelo gave Jcole's Crooked Smile a whole new meaning. His nappy curly afro hair was pulled back into a ponytail. Romelo was Eritrean and Italian. He was smart too, a keeper maybe but his parents were forcing him to move to D.C. and leave Ali. She just saw no purpose in being with anymore.

Ali stood up and started to leave. She couldn't hear anymore. Was he serious? Romelo stopped her before she could leave.

"Where are you going?" he demaned.

Suddenly two boys came outside, Ali looked. It was Roc and what appeared to be Prod. Rocs eyes were glued to Ali. "Damn he thought."

He looked again. He looked at her up and down. It was Ali. Ali had really grown. Her thighs were no longer plump but thick, "thick as hell." thought Roc. Her body looked good, she was still a little flat chested but it didn't matter, she looked gorgeous. Roc was too nervous to speak. He managed to say, "My bad." and walked back inside. Prod looked at Ali. 

"Do I know you?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

Ali didn't know what to say. "No I don't think so." 

Romelo being the asshole that he is came over and put his arm around Ali. 

"Wassup." he said to Prod. 

Prod wasn't intimidated. "Wassup." he said back. "Happy Birthday." said Prod.

"Thanks." smiled Ali. She recognized Prod. He didn't change at all, he was just taller.

Roc waited inside peeping out the back door for Prod.

"Prod!" said Roc.

"Yeah?"

"That was Ali man. It's her birthday today! Damn she looks so-"

"Bad?" chuckled Prod. "Yeah bro you made a mistake for letting her fine ass go."

"Man what do I say to her?" pleaded Roc with desperation. "She's prolly mad at me, she hates me, I know it, I fucked her over, and I know she remember, she hung up on me that night."

"Yo boy calm down..I've never seen YOU so desperate for a girl." said Prod. "Get a drink, go talk to some girls. She's moved on, that's her dude outside with her."

"Nah not for long." said Roc. "I'm gonna talk to her." Roc said as he walked away.

"Good luck with that." said Prod taking a sip of his drink.