Trying A Thug(Editing)

Chapter 3

Kahlil

*pik of kahlil in gallery*

"I don't know what to do ? " I said pacing my room back and forth . I really like Jazz. She sexy as fuck and she the type I can take home to my mama. But I doubt she wanna see me again she seemed pissed when she left.

Ima call her I said picking up my phone. I dialed her number and it rang a few times. When I heard her voice I felt like a lil boy again. "hellooooo she sang into the phone. what's up ma I said feeling excited. "who dis she said with a attitude. ummm it's kahlil I said a little surprised. Oh ...what? I just wanted to know if you wanted to go out. "I really don't but if you don't mind I would like to meet so I can talk" she stated bluntly.

Dam she shot me down for the date but she wanna talk to me I hope it ain't nothing serous.

We arranged where we were going to meet and ended our brief convo. she chose to meet at this bar and grill called MIMI's.

I took my shower and put on some Levi's and a lavender Polo shirt with some all white sperrys. simple but fly.

Short but very important love comments and ideas