The party was lit. The house was filled with young adults and teens celebrating the end of the summer. Every year there was someone who would throw a party that'd have the whole DMV (DC, Maryland, Virginia) crankin."IM ON LARGO ROAD! NIGGA RIGHT THERE" the house was shaking as the partygoers jumped and rapped along to 'Q da Fool's Right There'.
The DJ was playing all the right songs. Drinks were being downed and you could faintly smell the weed in the air.
Kayla
I was standing in the living room of the house recording my friends dancing. We were all having a great time and I could tell none of us would be getting home tonight.
I was enjoying the night, as it was almost time for me to leave home and go back to college. I wanted to enjoy the last few nights I would be home in D.C.
When the song changed to 'Birthday Bitch' I stopped recording and started to shake my ass wildly.
"Yeeesssss bitchhhh! Fuck it up fuck it uppp!" She screamed to me over the music.
Looking around the house, the guys were standing against the wall getting twerked on.
I usually didn't go to house parties, cause they weren't my scene. I haven't really been to one, that didn't get shut down, since like 9th grade.
"Let's go outside, it's hot as hell in here" I yelled to my friend Victoria. My other friend, Aliyah was too busy getting slobbed down by her boyfriend to notice us.
As we headed out the back door, my eyes stopped on a kinda tall brown skin boy. When the strobe lights flashed I could see his beautiful hazel eyes.
He was drinking from a red SOLO cup. I looked down at his outfit, an olive green shirt, some light washed jeans and the all white Air Uptempos.
He looked familiar but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
My attention turned to my friend when I heard her scream, "OH MY GOD ISNT THAT MARKELLE!?"
The mysterious looked up from his cup and began to walk over to us smiling. I still couldn't remember where I knew him from.
"What's up Victoria" he said giving her a side hug. I watched the exchange between the two quietly.
"Markelle how are you! What are you doing here?" She yelled over the music.
"Nothing much, just wanted to be back home before the season start up" he said.
"Oh yeah! You boutta be ballin in a lil ain't you" she said smiling.
"Yup" he said cheesing. His eyes then landed on me. "Why you so quiet Kayla?" He added.
I shyly smiled, embarrassed that I couldn't remember who he was.
"Oh what you don't remember me or sumn" he said licking his lips. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Victoria go back in the house.
"You look familiar" I said.
He moved his head from side to side, "You really don't remember a nigga, dang".
"Markelle from DeMatha, I had the biggest crush on you" he said.
I don't know why it took so long for me to remember, but then it dawned on me.
"ON THE BASKETBALL TEAM!" I said.
He nodded his head as I opened my arms for a hug. His arms snaked lowly around my waist as I sniffed the sweet and intoxicating aroma of his cologne.
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