Slight mistake in the last chapter, we meant for Skye to be 5, due to her advanced vocabulary.
Odell..
I awoke to my phone vibrating. I turned over to read a text from Coach.
CoachC: Don't come to practice today if your not going to focus.
I left the message sitting in my notification queue as turned back over and didn't see Skye.
I quickly threw on my plaid house robe and slid on my slippers and began wandering through my home. "Skye?". I bellowed looking through numerous rooms. I jogged down the spiral stairs entering the living room to see Skye lounging on the couch with a bowl of cereal in her hands, laughing at SpongeBob.
She glanced back at me, and smiled. "Good morning". She greeted before rubbing the spot next to her. I hastily sat down beside her, placing my arm on the top of the couch around her.
I was pissed about Coach. Why the fuck is he acting like that? A nigga messes up a few times and He thinks we're not good enough to be on the team. But most importantly why the fuck would he stick me out? Victor and Jason been fucking up all week.
"Shop?", Skye had asked me. "Shop?". I repeated trying to interpret what she was trying to say. "Can we shop today?". She asked. "You want to go shopping today?", she nodded excitedly. "Get dressed". I told her, as she quickly ran up the stairs into my room.
SpecialK😈: Bro you tryna smoke today ?
I glanced at Kareem's text message.
Fuck.
Getting high sound like a bomb ass idea right now. But I know I can't cancel my plans with Skye. She would be devastated.
After contemplating for quite some time, Skye came down the stairs, wearing a navy blue and white striped dress, with brown sandals. Her hair was tousled up into a big Afro that most would call Morning Hair but I kind of liked it that way. "Someone is ready". I commented as she nodded her head smiling. "Wait down stairs while I get dressed too".
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I wore a white tee with black ripped jeans, along with my white huaraches. A gold chain hung around my neck as my curly blonde hair lingered across my forehead. As I rambled down the staircase I caught a glimpse of Skye fiddling with her fingers.
Does her mother supply her with anything to play with?
"Come on Skye". I asserted as we headed out.
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•Lenox Square Mall•
"Oo look Claire's!!". Skye gushed as she ran over to the store. I sipped a bit of my soda that I had bought from the food court. "Skye wait up". I bustled to the entry of the dainty store as Skye eyes glittered when she reached the accessory section. "So pretty". She smiled, picking up a heart shaped necklace with a lock on the front. "Do you want it?". I inquired. "I could get it?!". She asked frantically. "Yes you could have whatever you want". I confirmed chuckling. She gasped, going around the store and picking out everything she liked placing it on the counter. She looked back at me with a wide smile, and then looked at the cashier. "Woah, this is a lot missy. You think you can pay for it?". The cashier lady implied, smirking at Skye. "Actually my Daddy is buying it for me". I sauntered over to the register taking out my gold Credit Card. "Your Odell Beckham J.r..". The lady's eyes bulged, in shock. "Yes". I grinned swiping my card typing in my code. She began to bag up all Skye's things. "I am such a big fan". I nodded, "I appreciate it". I smiled, grabbing ahold of the five bags.
