I'm better.
Deonte up there.
Rylee POV
My eyes are deceiving me right? I turned away and then looked back and what I saw earlier was actually happened. This nigga and my "boyfriend" were indeed kissing. I'm not even gonna cause a scene, it's pointless. I think I'm gonna call it a night. I texted Deonte and Marlon and told them that I wasn't feeling so good and that I'll see them when they get in. I can't wait to hear about how much fun they had tonight. It makes me happy to see the people around me happy (A/N: A fact about me). The night sky was nice and clear with a little breeze blowing in the wind, cooling me off. Don't get me wrong, this definitely isn't over soon. They got another thing coming if they thought this was cool. Once I finally made it in, I put my phone on the charger and headed to the shower before going to bed.
*FlashBack to just a few minutes ago*
Justen POV
"Little baby got me lost in the clouds and shit." I said to my self as I played on my phone while waiting for him to come back. "Hey Justen, didn't see you back here." Chris said as he walked up to me. It's not like I was trying to be seen plus I'm spending time with a special someone, move nigga. "Yea. I like being low key so hence why I'm here." I said hoping he would go away. "I know you like me Justen. I see the way you look at me. Admit it, the song you sing at the talent show was for me wasn't it?" he said as I made a confused expression at him. "The song wasn't for you so I'm sorry if you thought it was but it definitely wasn't." I said. Rylee hurry up so this nigga can go away. "Dance with me." "Nah you good and besides I'm your counselor." I retorted. "Nah ypu WERE my counselor. Now you aren't so we can at least dance together." he said. "Nah we can't." I said as I moved to semi better lighting so Lee could see this shit.
"Stop acting shy Justen. I don't bite." he said. "That's good to know but you're barking up the wrong tree my mans." I said while still trying to remain calm. Well damn Rylee, what you in the doing, pissing Niagara falls? "You are one of the sexiest people I've ever met," he said as I ignored him and went back to my phone hoping this damn fly would go away or get swat. "Justen" he said as I looked up at him. I was about to say something when he kissed me. This motherfucker lost his mind. I pushed his ass outta the way. "The fuck is wrong with you?!" I yelled. "You. You're super sexy and I gotta make you mine. I just have to." he said sounding like a love sick dog. "Well nigga run that game on somebody else! I'm not with that shit nor do I have any interest in you." I said as I pushed his ass out of the way and walked into the bathroom to cool off.
I was low key hoping Rylee was here so i could tell him what happened now instead of waiting until later. Sadly he wasn't so I just took a couple of deep breaths before heading back out to find Rylee. I instantly started to look for Marlon and Deonte. I caught them dancing with who I think are their girlfriends and made my way to them. "have y'all seen Rylee? I needed his help with something." I yelled over the music. "He went home. He said he wasn't feeling too well." Deonte yelled back. I nodded my head and made my way to another spot to text him. I texted him like 7 times times with no response. I walked outside and called him only to get sent to his voicemail. This happened the other 8 times I called him. "Probably sleep." I mumbled as I decided to make my way back to my place. Damn I was supposed to be having fun with my baby. I did but then this crazy shit happened. Shit. After getting myself settled, I called him one more time, only to get sent to voicemail again.
The Next Day
Rylee POV
I woke up the next morning pissed. I felt played to be honest. Now I gotta look at this nigga face all day. I wana punch him in the shit to be honest. I took a deep breath before getting out of the bed and doing my morning hygiene. Once I was finished getting dressed, I walked downstairs and decided to make some cinnamon pancakes. I began to mix my pancake batter as well as add in the cinnamon and sugar to the mixture. I preheated my skillet and added the butter, swirling it around as it melted gotta make sure its evenly coated. Once it was completely melted, I began to add my batter. I made enough for the three of us because I know the niggas gonna ask for some. I flipped my pancakes when I saw that the bottom was a nice and even golden brown. I repeated the step three more times before taking the pancake out and setting on a plate. I added a little more butter before making the rest of them.
