"Yea girl I was so scared man. He could of really shot me." Malaysia was shaking her head as I explained to her what happened last night at De'Angelo's house.
"Girl he need his ass whooped bad, but you still gone stay at his place ?" I shrugged not really knowing. I switched to the other side, and stretched towards my foot. We were at cheer/drill team practice and I was dressed in my black and lime green Ethika tight fitted underwear, my lime green Ethika sports bra. My hair was in a high ponytail, and I had on black ankle socks. The less I wear, the more I'm able to move around freely.
"Ok Ms. Hartfield lead the drill team squad with dances 1, 3, & 5. We'll be using those dances when we compete this weekend on Sunday at 5 against Newpark High." I nodded, and placed the CD in the stereo system. Hearing the music play, I counted down and the girls joined in moving in sync step by step. As Pills and Automobiles played, I bent over and rocked my hips, twirling them, and then popping. I went into a slow split and leaned my body backwards onto the floor. Putting both legs into the air and shaking them down, I jumped onto my feet, and did two backflips in the air, and posing as the song ended. I fanned myself and turned to face the applause of multiple people. I looked and spotted our coach, Kai, and Angelo. I shook my head, and fixed my hair. Malaysia was big blushing at the sight of Kai hawking her down....
Practice was over and my body was aching. Having to repeat the splits, flips, twist, bends, and stunts gets really painful after a while. My feet and my back was hurting really bad and I can't even go straight home, Malaysia and I have to stop by the modeling place and sign some contracts in order to start our training next week.
"I like how you looked practicing in there. You a great leader and dancer, but I just don't like how you got on all this revealing a little too much of what's mine." I laughed and playfully pushed him.
"Just because you hit this twice, don't make it yours. This will forever remain mine until you maybe put a ring on it." He mugged me and shook his head.
"First of all, don't be tryna blow a nigga down you feel me ? Second, don't say "hit it", it makes you sound like a hoe. Real shit babygirl. Third, I'm the first nigga, will be the last nigga, and only nigga to have you, cuz my name on it. Fuck a ring baby, you gone always hold that title." I rolled my eyes and started bustin up laughing.
"I'm not tryna blow you down, I'm just stating mad facts." He looked around me, causing me to look for what he was searching for. I turned to where he was facing, and I felt his hand smack the back of my head. I held my head and gasped. He laughed hysterically, and ran from me. I ran after him, only to have Kai grab me. I pushed him and pointed at Malaysia.
"You get let him hold me back ?" I asked playfully, not being able to hold my laughter.
"How getcho ass in the car so we can go." I shook my head and felt Angelo wrapping his arms around my waist, kissing the crook of my neck. I wiggled out of his grip, and popped his head. He winced and rubbed his head.
"What was that for ?" I shrugged and hoped into the car laughing. Malaysia got inside her car beside mine and the boys leaned on our cars.
"All jokes aside, we got some shit to tell y'all aight ?" I looked over at Malaysia and we both nodded. "Ole boy y'all be kickin it wit from Uptown and he down here on some typa mission you hear me." De'Angelo said staring at me the whole time, so I knew he was very serious. not
"Nobody know exactly what the mission is though, so we need y'all both to get real close with his ass and get some info for us. Y'all already friends with the nigga, and we need y'all to just keep a lookout on shit, cuz if he tryna start some shit with us South niggas, we gotta be ready. If anything seen off or suspect about this nigga, run it. Little shit counts too." Kai said finishing off DeAngelo's final thoughts.
"We can do that, but first of all we not friends. We just been showin the boy his way around the school." De'Angelo smacked his lips, and gently pushed my face.
"Shut yo high yellow bean pie face ass up. We ain't ask for allat mamas." I rolled my eyes and slid into the passenger side as he jumped in. He turned to face Kai and Malaysia, while I sat there and "Ight, we fenna bounce, but where am I taking you again ?" He asked facing me. The way he looked and stared at me, made me nervous as hell and jittery inside."To the modeling place I was telling yo bucket-head self about." I stated flicking his hear. He laughed shaking his head at my joke. De'Angelo started his car up, and reversed it out of the parking spot, heading towards our destination that was plugged into his google map.
Once we arrived to the modeling head quarters, Mr. Elba was already standing there waiting for us. Malaysia came here by herself, due to Kai having things to do back at the warehouse". I smiled, and walked over to Mr. Elba shaking his hand. He smiled, and turned his attention to De'Angelo, who was standing beside me with one arm around my waist, eyeing Mr. Elba not too rudely though.
"Mr. Elba, this is my partner, who encouraged me to take this beautiful opportunity of yours. He also drove me here, so if you don't mind, he'll be joining us tonight." He nodded and shook Angelo's hand.
"No problem. Mr. Elba, and you are ?"
"De'Angelo sir." I turned and raised my eyebrow at him for being so manner-able. I smiled, and winked at him as we proceeded into the huge building. He lowered his head, shaking it from side to side to hide his growing smile.
YOU ARE READING
The Saint & The Sinner
General FictionArmani Hartfeild a 18 year old teen who never lived her life as a normal average teen, due to the fact that he father (Paul Hartfeild) is one of the biggest pastors in the City of Brenthills (Made Up Place). She's done nothing in her life but be the...