Lucky Number Seven

Tyson 27

I was sitting in the lunchroom apologizing to Dakota again. Ashley had already forgiven me, she even went as far to say that it wasn't even my fault. But Dakota was still mad because she felt I should've done more to stop them. Even though I was mad at Tiana and Lesha for fighting Ashley and Dakota, they were still my friend and I've tried to call and apologize to them too but they wouldn't answer any of my phone calls. I was so torn right now between my old and new friends. But truthfully that wasn't even what's bothering me what was bothering me was what Tiana said about my dad, I know he had done some underhanded things before but I don't think he is capable of doing something like that to me. I was lost in my thoughts when Ashley spoke out loud.

"Like OMG who was that?" She asked looking somewhere behind me. I turned to see where she was looking but I didn't see anyone.

"Ashley who are you talking about?" I asked.

"This bronze god that just walked out of the cafeteria. It's too late he's gone but like OMG, normally I wouldn't go for black guys but he was more gorgeous then anybody I've ever seen." Ashley said smiling from ear to ear.

"Well what did he look like?" Dakota asked finally joining the conversation.

"He was about 6'5, light skinned, he had on a hat and hoodie so I like couldn't see his face that good but from what I did see was perfect." Ashley said fanning herself. I rolled my eyes.

"How are you going to call him a god, if you didn't see his face that good?" I asked. "Because for all you know he could look good from far but far from good up close."

"Exactly, and even if you did see him what makes you think he's cute. There aren't many blacks that are cute." I tried not to be offended because that was her opinion.

"Besides your boyfriend Fabian." Ashley said under her breath, I turned and faced Dakota.

"You go out with Fabian?" I asked confused.

"Yes he asked me out this morning, and I said yes. But he different he's not ghetto like those girls in the mall." Dakota said removing her sunglasses to reveal a perfect outline of Tiana's fist. I started to say something but the bell rang. We all went our separate classes. I walked in and sat in my seat. I was really not paying attention to the teacher my mind was on Seven, I wondered if he was okay, was he thinking about me, then I remembered I didn't care. That thought brought a small smile to my face. I was still lost in my thoughts when the door opened.

"Ahh Mr. Gibson nice of you to join our class." Mrs. Roberts said.

"Man I got lost." As soon as I heard his voice my head shot up. When I looked up he was already moving to the seat right behind mine."

"Well since you decided to interrupt my class, how about you come up here and introduce yourself Mr. Gibson." Whoever this Mr. Gibson was smacked his teeth and got up. He walked to the front of the class.

"Aight my name is................"

"Take your hood off." Mrs. Roberts said. He removed his hood and I felt my breath get caught in my throat.

"Happy." He said.

"And you hat." He took his hat off and I almost fainted. Ashley's description didn't do him justice. Yeah he was 6'5, with light skin, but that's not all, he had light gray eyes, tattoos going all the from his wrist up his muscular arms under his red Aero shirt, and up his neck, his neatly trimmed goatee and deep waves were an added bonus, and his nice kissable lips. Before I knew it his introduction and class were over. I walked outta class and he stopped me.

"Ayy come here." He said as I walked pasted him.

"Yes can I help you?" I asked.

"Yea you know were to get some green?" He asked me.

"What?" I asked confused.

"Weed nigga do you know where to get some weed."

"What of course not, I don't even smoke. Why would you even ask me some stuff like that?" I asked shocked but slightly turned on.

"Because your the only other nigga in the school so I figured you'd know, but you've really never smoked?" He asked like he didn't believe me.

"Nope never."

"Well you are today, come on." He said walking away from me.

"What I............... I'm not going with you." I said. He turned and smiled at me and walked over to me, he was so close that I could smell his Cool Water cologne.

"Look you already know your coming with me so let's just forget about all this playing hard to get because truthfully it's not that hard for me, now come on." He started to walk away.

"I don't even know your name." I said following him.

"Well if you hadn't been fantasizing about all the ways you wanted me to fuck you, you would've heard me." I tried to say something but I couldn't properly form words. "How bout you tell me your name and I tell you mine."

"Tyson."

"My name is Izayah."