*Before the First Football Game of the Season.*
"American you know I had to cop that foreign (She got on a bad bikini, when we in the Lamborghini." I danced as I heard my ringtone play. "Talks to me," I laughed. "How does a little pre-game turn up with Javier sound to you?" He replied. "What makes you think I wanna turn up with you in the first place," I remarked. "Well damn. I don't know why we call you Angel. You're a fucking devil child. I was just asking because I don't want to eat pizza alone when I have a friend I can eat pizza with. You feel me?" He retorted. "I am an angel!" I exclaimed. "Why do you have to be a typical pregamer anyways. Pizza is so typical. I want a steak or something." I said. "Fuck-a-dee-no. You're not an angel. Fuck that. But steak sound alright. Who paying though?" Javier laughed. "Whaaaaaut, nigga you tripping." I laughed as I did my best impression of Russell Westbrook. "I'm gonna ignore that last question though. Why does it really matter?" I pondered. "It doesn't to be honest. And I'm going to ignore that you tried to imitate Westbrook. That was horrible." He stated laughing. "Oh , you got jokes. You so fake for that. You knew I was funny. Don't be trying to play me Javi because you know the deal." I threatened. "Whatever girl. Be ready in 15 minutes. I gotta get ready. Heaven knows you have to get ready too." He responded. "Ofcourse , you know I got to get cute, oh wait I already am. 15 minutes though, you have got to be kidding me ri-." I tried to say , but before I could finish I heard a click. "Did he just hang up on me?" I thought to myself.
Javier's POV
After I hung up on Angel I hopped in the shower, washed my hair, sang a little. When my mom told me to shut the hell up and get out, I was a little salty, but I did it. I walked into my closet to decide on what I would wear. I decided to wear my Last Kings baseball jersey, some black straight legged Tru Religions, and my Toro 4's. Then I put on my Oyster, 4mm, Steel Rolex Deepsea watch and sprayed myself with some Versace Eros cologne. I looked pretty damn good if you asked me. Smelled good too. I left for Angel's house after I told my mom bye, and that I was going to the game tonight so she wouldn't wait up for me to get home.
Angel's POV
I stepped out the shower still in disbelief that Javi actually hung up on me. I grabbed my towel wrapping it around my body then began to diffuse my hair. 'Curls popping or nah?" I thought to myself as I walked into my room to grab my clothes out my closet. It took me forever to figure out what I was gonna wear. I settled for a plain red crop top that I got last year from American Apparel that I never wore and a black and white baseball jersey with my home town on it. I had to do it for my city. I ended up settling for a pair of black True Religion shorts because my favorite pair of jeans were being washed. I threw on my Toro 4's then jetted back into the bathroom to put the finishing touch on my hair. "I'm glad Javi is always late , because I take forever to get ready," I thought as I rushed back into my room and put on my Gold Hoop earrings. I grabbed my black Celine Mini Luggage bag, sprayed my J'Dore perfume, then headed downstairs. I sat down and talked to my mom a little until Javi came.
Javier's POV
When I pulled up to Angel's house in my Matte Black CL65 AMG Coupe I was getting hungry, so I left my car running when I went up to the door to get her. When I got to the door I rang the doorbell and her mother answers it. "Hey Mrs. Fernandez, is Angel ready?" I asked her mom when she opened the door. "Yes she is, she is right in the living room. Let me get her for you." She replied. "Angel, there's is a very handsome young man waiting for you at the door." I heard her mother say. "Mama stop embarrassing me he's just a friend mama dang," she shouted in a spanish accent. When she finally came to the door I noticed we were matching. I thought it was cool though. "Why are you two matching? I thought you were just friends Angelique." Her mom remarked in a stern voice. Angelique giggled. "We are just friends, I was actually just going to change." She stated. "If you want to eat before we have to actually be at the school we need to leave now. It's not a problem to me really. It's straight. You and I know we both not seeing each other like that." I stated. Then I grabbed her and pulled her on out the door so we could leave.

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Blast From the Past
RandomUpon moving to Cali, Angelique thought she would be getting a new start. Past situations will come back to blast her back to reality. With a mix of love, lies, and betrayal. Will Angelique be able to blast by her past and start on her future?