Curves

Alana didn't know..

"It's just one of them days,

when I wanna be all alone,

It's just one of them days,

when I gotta be all alone,

It's just one of them days,

don't take it personal

I just wanna be all alone,

and you think I treat you wrong,

I wanna take some time out to think things through,

I know it always feels like I'm doing you wrong,

but I'm so in love with you,

So understand that I'm only in love your the only one I need,

So have no thought that I want to leave and baby trust me please..." ~ Monica- Don't take it personal

Alana :

Today. Is. Not. My. Day.

For starters, Malcom has been in a bitchy mood this morning for whatever fucking reason. He hasn't called, or text me in five days; Like what the fuck did I do? Not to mention he didn't even speak to me on the elevator ride this morning.

Second, Malasia's ass called me last night, and kept me on the phone for hours crying 'bout her baby daddy called her out her name, and said that she was pinning a baby on him because he has found love and moved on.

I love Malasia's ass to the death of me, but we were on the phone for twelve hours straight.

Kill yourself.

Oh, and did I tell you I came on my period early? This bitch on the elevator mumbled something about something being on my ass, and when I looked back, mother fuckin' nature had to come early and shit. Like bitch you come the day of the third week of every month. The fuck wrong with you? Yeah I felt a little sticky, but I assumed it was because the air conditioner in the elevator was broke. Nope.

Armani has been distant as hell lately. The fuck is up with that yo? Like this morning she forgot my frappe and my orange juice. Not to mention the fact that every time she looks at me its like, her face reads.. sorry? Pity, maybe? I don't even know, but not being able to be close and vent to my best friend is a pain in the ass.

Natalie is over seas preparing for a major rain forest photo shoot for a few weeks, and she barely has time to be on the phone. At least that's the front she puts up with me, almost as if shes rushing me off the phone.

Isis is Isis. We talk twenty-four/ seven, but of course every time I try to bring up her talking to one of the girls, she magically goes to sleep, or hops in the shower.

How stupid do they think I am?

They hiding something; Let me find out.

*

"Yes Terra?" I asked answering the nonstop ringing phone.

"Miss. Taylor-- There's a Aaliyah on line one, she says that shes your sister and it's very important." Terra's voice flowed through the phone.

"Send her through-- Oh and Terra?"

"Yes Miss. Taylor?"

"Next time she call's even if I'm in a meeting; Send her through."

"Will do. The call is coming now." She said before ending the call.

When the phone rang I immediately answered.

"Alana?"

"Yes Aaliyah? I see you finally decided to call."

"Yeah.. I wanted to ask you something?"