I-Bello (Watty Awards 2013)

Chptr 2

Picture of a sexy a$$ Lucian -------------------------------------------------------->

I-Bello walked with Khadeeja and Samira through the hallways to get to meet Lucian so he could take her out to get Ice cream.

“So what’s the story behind Lucian?” I-Bello asked as they went to the interminable steps.

“Well he’s cool, sexy obviously, but he’s smart and all that too you might like him,” Samira explained as they stood by a door that lead outside.

“Well that sounds interesting. Does this school have a cheerleading team?” I-Bello asked smiling.

“Yeah, they are kinda ghetto, but it’s better than nothing,” Khadeeja explained.

“Careful there they have those nice little skirts that keep me on my game,” Lucian said coming up to them out of the blue.

“Well we’ll leave you now,” Khadeeja said pulling Samira along with her.  

“Well about that ice cream,” Lucian said smiling at I-Bello.

“I’m ready whenever you are,” I-Bello said looking down.

“This is going to be fun,” Lucian said opening the door for her.

“Thank you,” she said following him to the ice cream shop.

“So what kind of ice cream do you want?” Lucian asked.

“Umm strawberry, let me give you my money,” I-Bello said going in her bag.

“Too late,” Lucian said handing her the ice cream.

“Thank you,” she said eating the strawberry ice cream savoring the delicious flavor.

“So I-Bello, what’s up with your name?” Lucian asked.

“Well my parents met when they were learning to speak Italian, so they went to Italy on their honeymoon and that’s where I was born raised and conceived. So when I was a baby everyone just kept saying that I was beautiful, so they called me I-Bello, which means beautiful in Italian,” I-Bello explained smiling a little bit.

“Ah that’s cute. Well the name seems to fit you still,” Lucian complimented me.

“Thanks. So what about your name?” I-Bello asked trying to make this less of a of one sided conversation.

“Well my mother was getting married and on the night of her bachelorette party she got a stripper, Luscious Lucius, and he got her pregnant. My father found out ain’t they didn’t get married, so she wanted to name me after the stripper but instead of the ghetto Lucius, she named me Lucian from some online website or book. Now I don’t know my biological daddy and I have a hoe of for mother,” Lucian explained nonchalantly.

“Oh Lucian I’m so sorry,” she said hugging him. I-Bello has always been a hugger.

“Oh I-Bello calm down its just life. Besides, my mother’s ex-fiancé is my father figure now and he makes sure my black ass is kept straight. I’m the smartest person in my grade, I’m the captain on the football team, co-captain on the basketball team, and happy as hell,” Lucian explained patting her back.

“Well that’s good at least you have something that makes you happy,” I-Bello said smiling up at his tall stature. When he returned that smile she got hot and looked down to the floor to avoid the stare.

“Come on shorty; let me get you to your friends?” Lucian said smiling and rustling her hair.

“Thanks for the ice cream and the talk it’s nice to get to know you, but don’t touch my hair do you see how long it is, this is a lot of work,” I-Bello said combing through her hair with her long nails.

“Damn girl what are those on your hands, cat claws?” Lucian asked pulling her nails toward him.

“Yep,” I-Bello said smiling and following him.

“Well lil’ lady, me and you are gonna be okay,” Lucian said taking hjer hand and leading them back into the school.