* Chris Monroe *
I walk into the house and lay down on the couch. I close my eyes, and joy the peace i have for now. Then the bell rings, like I said for then. I answer the door and Terry was there. UGH!
Terry: Chris I just came to give you something.
Me: What?
Terry: Since, i ain't coming to your birthday and you really ain't my girlfriend no more. Here
He hands me a zebra print bag with some hot pink on it
Me: Thanks * fake smiles *
Terry: That's it
Me: Ok, thank you though
I don't want to be mean. So i give him a hug. He hugs back, then lets go, and leaves. I just open it on my birthday, so i put it in my daddy's room. I walk back upstairs and Chance was in her room playing on her xbox kinect dancing to Just Dance 2014. I jumped in and started doing the dance It Feels So Right with her.
Me: Tryna belly dance Chance?
Chance: Yea, and i'm killing it * laughs *
Me: Ok * laughs *
Chance: You think i can't ?
Me: Nope * laughs *
Chance: Well i'm doing it * smiles *
* Janelle Adams *
The door rings, and my hair looks a mess, so i tell mama to answer it. I go back upstairs and throw on some sweat pants, a tank top, and brush my hair back into a pony tail. My mom comes into my room, and tells me that it was someone for me. I walk downstairs, and look at the door, and Orlando was standing at the door.
Orlando: Hey what was you doing
Me: Getting dressed
Orlando: I couldn't see nothing?
Me: Shut up * pushes playfully *
Orlando: Wanna hang out today doe?
Me: Sure, hold up.
I let him in, and we walk up to my room. It's like he's addicted to my body already and he's never seen it. I walk to my closet and pull out my cheetah print leggings, a red and black mustache sweat shirt, with some white chucks. I turn on the t.v. for Orlando, cause i don't want to be feeling violated. I walk into the bathroom and do my business. I walk back into my room with my bra and boy shorts on.
Orlando: Put some clothes on
Me: You the one that wanted to see
Orlando: I did. * smiles *
I throw on my clothes, and put my natural hair in a pineapple.
Me: Ready?
Orlando: Iv'e been ready
Me: Ok get up
He turns off the t.v. and we walk out the house. I get in the passengers seat of his mercedes, as he drives.
Me: Where we going?
Orlando: Somewhere
Me: Right
I lean my head on the window, and just go for the ride.
Orlando: Janelle you want to be a dancer and a model right?
Me: Yea. Why?
Orlando: I want you to meet someone
Me: Who?
Orlando: Hold up girl
We get out the car and walk into this really fancy place. He leads me to a room full of people and people making designs, women trying them on, and people putting on makeup.
Me: Where we at
A lady turns around and smiles at Orlando. She looks familiar, but i have to admit she was so gorgeous nohomo.
???: Hey Orlando this is your friend you've been telling me about?
Orlando: Yea. Janelle
???: Pretty name
Me: Thanks
???: You don't know who i am do you?
Me: You seem familiar you were on America's Next Top Model
???: Chanel Iman
Me: Yea! * smiles *
Orlando: Slow kinda * laughs *
Me: How ya'll know each other
Orlando: I called her up
Me: For what?
Chanel: You want to be a model so i'm going to help you out.
Me: For Real?! * jumps up and down *
Chanel: Yes * nods and laughs *
I turn to Orlando and give him a bear hug and kiss his cheek.
YOU ARE READING
A real love
RomanceChris Monroe a seventeen year old girl who lives with her dad and little sister in a mansion. However, battling many teen problems, and trying to find out what she wants. Finally seeing that what she wanted was always in front of her.
