Chanel's Story

Chapter 17: Not Again

lol somebody messaged me asking how to pronounce Emyriah name. Its  ee-my-ree-uh

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I went to shower and put on some cut off shorts and a Lakers crop top. My bae favorite team. When I walked into the living room, Clayton was in there vacuming.

"There she go! Ali got them hands," he joked.

"Keep talking and you gonna catch them bitches." I told him. "I don't need to jump either like them scary hoes." I got out my phone and sent out a group message to Emyriah and Daphne.

Chanel: boardwalk? 

Outside of the city was a boardwalk on the river. It had a bunch of stores, restaraunts, and other stuff like that. 

Emyriah: pick me up in like 30 minutes.

Daphne: Im on my way home. Give me an hour.

"So which one of them girls in here last night you fucking?"

"Shidd. All of em be on your boy dick but I ain't hop in em. Not yet at least."

"Nasty ass. Anyway I'm out," I told him before I got in my car and left out.

I picked up both Emyriah and then Daphne and then we pulled up to the boardwalk parking lot. We got out and decided to eat at Joe's Crabshack.

We were sitting there eating all scrolling on our phones.

"Everybody hitting me up saying your party was bomb last night," Daphne said.

"It was really popping till them hoes came through," Emyriah said back.

"Bitches smell like this crab meat," I said holding a piece of meat I was eating. They laughed.

"So Daphne, tell us about yourself," Emyriah said after.

"What y'all wanna know," she asked.

"You got a dude?" Emyriah asked.

"Nah. I just been chilling."

"And you 17 right?" I asked and she nodded.

"Ooooh. That's good," Emyriah said. "I know somebody who would be perfect for you. He tall and built. A lil on the slow side but them looks make up for it all."

"Emyriah I know you ain't talking about Roscoe! Dude just graduated!" I yelled at her.

"What's wrong with the fact that he just graduated?" Daphne asked.

"He fucking 20 years old!" I said. "Going on 21."

"So you saying you gonna discriminate just cause he failed a couple times," she asked with such a serious face.

Me and Daphne burst out laughing.

"Nahhh," I said. "I know a good ass dude. You know Jordan right?"

"Chanel that nigga just got rid of them 2002 R Kelly cornrows before graduation," Emyriah said.

"AND?!" I yelled back at her. "Now he good. Triple date tonight. Im gonna set it up. 8. Just chilling at my house," I said pulling out my phone.

"So how's Malik?" Emyriah asked.

"How you expect me to know?" I asked as she gave that look.

"Really Chanel? I know you know so tell me what you know."

"He called me last night. He said that my daddy cleared everything up and he should be flying back in town tonight." 

"You need to put that nigga on your block list," Emyriah said. "Whatever happen with him at this moment on forward is on his body and its none of your concern."