Me'Lani

Sixteen

Melani P.O.V

Night fell and I was waiting on Tre's phone call but I guess he's busy in the studio. I don't wanna seem pressed anyway. So I thought I'd catch up on some love and hip hop.

My phone ring as I turned my flat screen to the VH1 network.

"Hello." I answered.

"Stranger danger." I heard a familiar voice say.

"Damon?" I asked.

"The one and only." He said.

"Boy stop. I see yo ass still conceited as ever. What's been goin on with you." I asked blushing a lil.

Damon was the guy I never got over.
Distance had separated us and he got into a little trouble and we stop speaking. He was the last guy I actually truly loved. I'd always say he's who I would be if I were a male. The guy nobody could get enough of. Damon was the guy girls dream of having a relationship with and the guy most guys hated on because he either took yo girl or took the girl you wanted. Which cause him to fight, knock guys out, and make em hate him more. He was my jelly bean. Hard on the outside but a softy on the inside and when it came to love making... NOBODY could compare.

"Nothin much. My career done took off I'm sure you heard my song on the radio." He said.

"No, not sure."

"My number one." He said.

"Huh?" I said confused now.

"That's the name of my song."

"Oh, that's you? Oh my gosh. That's actually one of my favorite songs." I recognized the song and was shocked. Damon didn't sing in front of nobody. The way his song turned out though was priceless.

"I'm actually glad to hear you say that cause I want you to be in the video."

"Boy I am not one of your lil video hoes."

"Come on now you know I wouldn't even try you like that. I want you as my leading lady."

"Damon. I know women are dying to have that role." I said playing hard to get I liked when he begged.

"Which is another reason you should accept my offer."

"I'm not the video girl type."

"Please." He begged and I could only picture that cute little puppy dog face he used to give me when I told him "no"

"Okay. I'll consider it. When is it?"' I asked.

"Tomorrow at eight in the morning."

"Well thanks for being so last minute. I'll sleep on it."

"Come on baby you know I never disappoint. Dream about me tonight aight." He said then waited for me to hang up.

"Bye Damon." I blushed a lil then hung up.

I looked through my contacts and called Ralph.

"Y'all had sex?" Ralph said picking up.

"Wait, What? Who?" I asked mind boggled.

"Tre girl who else?" He said.

"Oh, na I'm not ready to take it to that level yet."

"Girl you need some penis in your life but I understand if you scared."

"Boy whatever, that's not why I'm calling you. You remember Damon?"

"Peach boy?" Ralph said using the nickname we had made for him cause he was from Atlanta.

"Yeah."

"Oh lord. Girl, that's who you fuckin on da low?" He asked like he just got some major gossip.

"No, he called me and asked me to be in his new video."

"Major key for disaster you know how peach boy work. He's very persistent and gets what he wants by any means necessary. You know that boy knows how to get to you."

"It's just a video shoot Ralph. Ima get my check, do my thing, and leave."

"Stop the madness. You know everytime y'all link up..."

My phone began to beep as Ralph was talking.

"Hold real quick Ralphy somebody calling me." I said then clicked over.

"Hello." I answered.

"Hey wassup." Tre said sounding down.

"Hey, you okay?" I asked.

"I'll be aight. You busy?" He asked.

"No. Wassup?"

"I'm sending you an address meet me there in five minutes." He said. He sounded so sad.

"Okay." I said then clicked back over.

"Hello."

"Who was that? peach boy?" Ralph asked.

"No, Tre. Ima call you later."

"Mmm hmm you better get some dick." He joked.

"Boy bye." I said then hung up.