Jaila Smith is a normal sixteen year old girl, Sort of. She hasn't exactly had the easiest life, But like everybody, She has a story. And that story is the reason she is the way she is, It's also what brings her to Baton Rouge, Louisiana.
The next morning, I woke up in my bed, With Ny next to me. I didn't remember coming to bed, But I obviously did, So...
I smelled something really good...
"Mm"I said just loud enough for Ny to hear. She turned toward me. Her pacifier made her cheeks look even chubbier. "You hungry baby?" I asked her. She didn't respond. "You wanna eat?"I rephrased. She nodded excitedly.
I got up, Pulling her into my arms as I did so. I followed the delicious smell. My Mom is Hispanic, So she definitely knows how to cook. So I was excited, I haven't had a home cooked meal...In a minute.
My Mother stood at the stove, Cooking ( Obviously ) Justin stood nearby.
"Dada!" Ny's voice attracted both of their attention.
Justin came and took his daughter from me.
"Hey Mama"I greeted my Mom, Going to where she was.
"Hey baby. You up early" She smiled. I hadn't realized because I haven't touched my phone yet.
"I smelled the food, So I got hungry" I explained. She nodded.
"Well, Fix you a plate" She said as she finished up.
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We all sat around the table, Eating together.
"So look, I figured, We could"-My Mom began, But was interrupted. Her phone rang. She quickly answered it.
"Hello?"-She excused herself, Taking the call. It was kind of awkward between us as we sat. Minutes later, Mom returned.
"Look guys, I'm REALLY sorry. That was Shanice, She said the hospital's SUPER busy, They need me. Okay? I'll make it up to you both, I promise" She said before rushing away. Well, So much for a family day.
I finished eating, I was low-key disappointed that our plans fell back. I had nothing to do...Well, Actually, There was something I had to do.
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I got dressed before leaving.
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I knocked on the door. I was nervous, But it had to be done. I knocked a second time, And nobody answered, I figured no one was home. I turned and started walking when I heard the door open.
I turned to see Marcus shirtless. It looked like I'd woken him up.
"Jaila?"-
"Hey. Is Monet home?" I asked curiously.
"Yeah, You can go on back" He said, Opening the door for me.
I went downstairs, To her room.
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"Jaila?"-
"Mo, I'm sorry for what I said yesterday, How I was acting. It was wrong and I shouldn't have talked to you like that"-
"It's okay, Thank you for apologizing. I respect that you can admit your wrongs"She yawned. "But I'm still half asleep, So can you give me a minute?"- I nodded yes, Going upstairs.
"Why you always come around lookin' like a snack?"A familiar voice spoke from behind me, Causing a smile to crawl across my lips. I turned into YB. He wrapped his arms around me.
"Why ain't you hit me up yet?"-
"Same reason you ain't hit me up"I smiled at him. We quickly traded numbers...
I ended up spending like, The whole day with them. Mo and YB.
* Two Weeks Later *
"Trell, Stooopp!"I whined as he snatched my phone. I wasn't going to get up and chase him...
"Do mean stop? Or STOP?"He raised an eyebrow.
"I mean, Gimme my phone!"-
"Or what?"He challenged me.
"Or...I dunno...PLEASE?!?!"-
He still held it above me.
"UGH! Ion like you"-
"You got a problem? Wassup then?" He squared up. I did the same. We was throwing fake punches at first.
"Trell, Stop!"I swung and missed. He lifted me over his shoulder and flung me onto the bed, His body followed, Landing on top of mine. It didn't hurt.
"You 'Aight?" He asked as I covered my face. I ignored him. "Jaila, You okay?" He asked, Trying to move my arm. "Here, Here's yo' phone"He said, Sliding it through my arms. I gripped it with my hand, Revealing my face which held a devilish smirk.
"THANK YOU!" I exclaimed, Sitting up.
"Aye look, Me and da guys gotta do sum tonight, So you think you and Mo can hold it down?"-
"Fo' sho"I mimicked his accent. He mugged me. But still leaned in for a kiss. Which I happily gave to him.
Awww, They're together! Well, I wouldn't really call it that, I wouldn't call it nothing to be honest. We don't have a label yet. Will we? I don't know. How long will we be together? I don't know, But one thing I do know is, The way I feel with him, I ain't never felt with NOBODY else...That's something...Right?
