CHAPTER 12. *two weeks after*
Today is Thursday. Chresanto has practice at 4 today and I still haven't gotten "it." I decided I'd meet him at practice.
~the texts~
Me: mind if I swing by practice today? I'll bring u lunch.
Santo💖😍😘: no prob, love. see you there. oh, and wear something that won't have my niggas looking at you lol.
Me: I got'chuu baby.
So when I finally decided to get up, I took a quick shower and threw on the loosest-fitting jeans I could find which were still pretty tight. Oh well, it's better than what I would've worn if there were just me and Santo. Who knows where my mother was so I just hopped in my car, and drove to Chipotle for our lunch. From there, I headed to the CVP football field. As I walked over to where Santo was, I could feel the eyes all watching my ass. I heard the "oohs and "ahhs". It was normal. Everyone shut up when Santo leaned in for the kiss.
"Hey, I told you wear the loosest fitting thing you have. You know all these niggas out here want you, right?" He said to me.
I looked over my sunglasses and gave him the sassiest look I could.
"Just because they want me doesn't mean I want them. And besides, my job is to attempt to look cute and be your girl. You're the one who has to make them jealous."he laughed.
"I'd be jealous if I didn't have you. What dumb ass lets a girl like you go?" He didn't need me to answer that. He just picked me up and started kissing me.
"Alright, alright Mr. August!" Coach warned. We laughed.
"Sorry, Coach." we said in unison. Since Santo was the captain, he was in charge of just about everything.
"Okay guys, we got about two hours before practice. Go eat and warm up alright?" We then headed to his part of the locker rooms to go eat and talk. "Aww, baby. You know just what I like."
"Nigga," I said "you're that happy over a steak bowl? You get it almost all the time." I laughed.
"Yeah yeah. Whatever" he replied. As we almost finished our lunch, I had to bring it up.
"Santo, we have to talk." I sighed.
"Baby what's wrong?" I was quiet for a while, but he understood. "you haven't gotten your period have you?" I started tearing. "No baby, don't cry. Come on, finish eating, stay for practice, and then afterwards I'll meet you at your house and bring tests, okay?"
"Okay." I said sniffling. We finished eating, I watched his game, and waited for him at home. In a little under 20 minutes, he was there with two tests. One was cheap, the other was a more advanced one. He let me go in alone and take some time to myself. I took both of them and in silence, sat on the edge of my bathtub. When I didn't come out, Santo came in. He saw the results. Positive.
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What I Want, When I Want
Teen FictionThis story is a reflection of a 17 year old's life starting in Brooklyn and ending up in Jersey City. The drugs, the love, the lies... Can this young lady really live her life the way she wants..?