You Got Me Now

You Got Me Now - Prologue

PROLOGUE

I can't believe I'm getting caught! Shit! My mom's gonna kill me! I ran through the crowds in the mall with a pair of off white retro Js tucked under my arm looking back as two tall black security guards chased me. The shit I do for Jay! This is insane! Why am I doing this?! Guess you'll do anything for lo-

I smacked into something, rather someone and the shoes dropped, along with my stupid behind, to the hard floor of the mall. The impact scared the hell out of me, and I was a frenzied mess trying to figure out my next step.

"Are you okay?! I'm so sorry!," said a light skinned boy, well dressed with glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose and an iPhone in his left hand.

He grabbed me by the elbow helping me up. I was on my feet and looking into his eyes unable to look away then the pounding of feet against the tile floor snapped me out of my trance.

"It's cool, it's cool! Let go!,"I said snatching my arm out of his hand.

"I- I'm sorry I... here's your sneaks...," boy wonder stuttered as he picked up the Jordans off the floor handing them to me. "Nice choice," he commented. I guess the boy was entirely too dense to realize that I was stealing and he was helping me out.

"Thanks!," I scoffed.

I took off running as fast I could to the mall doors, almost to the home stretch and all I could think about was: damn that boy was fine. Probably some uppidy kid from the burbs and what the fuck was I doing fantasizing about a new boy when I was stealing shoes for another?

I pushed the mall doors open only to find a fat brown dumpling and a fit white man in identical blue uniforms. Moments later the two security guards chasing me burst through the mall doors as well, and I was stuck.

"Oh sh..."

The dumpling crossed his arms and smirked at me, then nodded towards the men behind me. "We can take it from here. Drop the shoes."

I dropped the shoes and dropped my eyes to the floor. This is so embarrassing. The other security motioned for me to turn around, I did so, and I heard metal clicking behind my back. Hand cuffs? You have to be kidding me!

"This is some bull...," I huffed through my lips.

"You're in big trouble young lady," the heavy set security guard pronounced with authority.

"Yeah? No shit Shirlock...," I said under my breath.

"You might want to watch that mouth of yours," he said pointing his stubby finger in my face.

They walked me to the car.

I turned around and saw the cute uppidy kid watching me take my walk of shame. Great. Something he can take back to his little nerdy rich friends back at the hills... Why was I thinking about this mystery boy when my mother was the one I had to deal with?! She's going to kill me! And if not her, maybe Jay for not getting the shoes. Either way, these little rent-a-cops might as well dig my grave instead of taking me "downtown."