Game of Drama

Chapter 7

* NEXT MORNING*

~I'm so fancy. You already know. I'm in the fast lane. From L.A. to Tokyo. I'm so fancy. Can't you taste this gold?. Remember my name. 'Bout to blow~

I was awoke to the sound of my ringtone. I looked at the clock it was 6:36 a.m. Who the hell calling me this earlier I know it ain't bae. Who ever it is will call me back if its important I'm taking my ass back to sleep.

~I'm so fancy. You already know. I'm in the fast lane. From L.A. to Tokyo. I'm so fancy. Can't you taste this gold?. Remember my name. 'Bout to blow~

I decided to answer the phone this time.

"Hello" I said in my sleepy voice.

" Yeah, what's your address so I can pick you up."

"Ummm..... Who This?" I asked still half asleep.

" Miles......" I finally realized who it was.

" Oh hey Coach my bad I completely forgot about our run." I said still have asleep.

" So are you gonna tell me or not...." He wondering.

" Oh... um yeah. 22637 n.w. 56th avenue." I told him.

"Alright. I'll be there In 20."

" Hours, days, mins, secs, moments, what?" I said being sarcastically.

" Oh so now you got jokes just for that ima keep you guessing" he said as if it was a threat.

" Boy bye ion got time for your jokes. Ion even know how you got my number." I said getting slick.

"Uh Uh Girlfriend You ain't funna hang up on me. Know what? That's cool I gotta fix my weave anyways. Bye Biotch!!" he said sounding ratchet as hell. I just hung up.

I got outta bed and hopped in the shower. I lathered myself with my vanilla bean shower gel. I got out dryed myself off. I lotioned my legs with some vanilla bean lotion. I put on my pink and white sports bra, my white 'Take It To The Hole' Nike shirt , my black Nike Dri-Fit Capris tights and my black and pink Nikes.

By the time I put on my Nikes my phone beeped from a messaged. I went to see I had a text from Coach.

🏀Coach👊🏈: I'm Outside. Bring Ya Ass On!!

Kandii💋💃🍬: Alright Nigga Im Coming Chill Yo Balls.

After I sent the text I went into the bathroom and put my hair into a messy ponytail. I grabbed my keys and phone and walked out the door.

" Wassup Lil Mama" Coach said as I got in the passenger side of his 2013 Malibu.

" Nuthing just chilling, woke up to your loud ass voice." I told him. He just laughed like he did yesterday. His laugh was sexy asf cuz his voice was deep asf.

" Awwwwww is the poor baby still sleepy. Oh well, get over it. You know you happy asf waking up hearing my sexy ass voice" he asked looking over at me from time to time.

He took like 30 minutes driving to a trail that's like 10 minutes away.

"Nigga you sure you not my grandpa reincarnated cuz you drive just like him!!" I said making him laugh.

" Girl whatchu talking about ?!? You got a nigga confused and shit." he said getting out the car.

" Nigga you drive slow asf is what I'm trying to say!!!!" he just chuckled and took his shirt off and threw it In the backseat.

Nigga what?!?! I think I was drooling because he reached over and closed my mouth. Damn..... he was SEXY!!!!! I seen every last tattoo he had. it was this sexy one where it looked tribal but it had color and it traveled from his left peck down to the mid area of his left arm. I couldn't wait till I get my tattoos in December.

" Lets go lil mama." he said rubbing his abs. wow was this man teasing me. Did I mention he had another tattoo on his abs? Just SEXY!!! This man had me tripping. Big Time!

" You go learn to stop calling me lil mama nigga" I told him turning on my music.

"Look here lil mama what would you like for me to call you?" He asked with a smirk.

"Call me Kandii." I answered back. He just studied me for a while then went back looking forward watching where he ran.

" Nawwhhh that wouldn't be fun. I think ima call you Peaches and you can call me Herbs." he said sounding serious. I laughed a little because he was trying his best at being serious. I just left him to his nonsense and went into mad bumping mode to Flawless by Beyonce.

"You wake up, flawless. Post up, flawless. Ridin' round in it, flawless. Flossin' on that, flawless. This diamond, flawless. My diamond, flawless. This rock, flawless. My rock, flawless. I woke up like this. I woke up like this. We flawless, ladies tell 'em. I woke up like this. I woke up like this. We flawless, ladies tell 'em. Say I look so good tonight. God damn, God damn. Say I look so good tonight. God damn, God damn, God damn" I was rapping Beyonce chorus.

I could see Coach out the corner of my eyes boosting me up. This nigga full of it.