What's my name?||Chapter 3
Pam pov
"That's what chu wearing to the kickback?" Jon asked me."Yea." I answered unsure of his reaction.
Not answering me we got into the car as he turned the music up avoiding a conversation.
When we arrived it was packed.
Cars were parked down the street and trying squeeze in places were there was no space.Celest ran towards the car, "ahhh sis you looking foine baby." She said boosting me up.
I blushed looking down smiling.
"Thanks babe." I responded looking back up.
Celest laughed and pulled me towards the house leaving Jon behind. "Aye y'all Pam here!"
"Oh she fine fine!" Someone yelled making everybody laugh.
Micheal and Cali walked over to us.
"Hey Pam." Micheal smiled at Pam which made a lump in her throat.Pam waved unable to speak.
Clearing her throat Celest spoke, "That's really rude of you California." Celest pushed her head.
"Gurrll my name is not no California stop playing wimmie and she can speak too." Cali scoffed glancing at me before sipping out of her red solo cup.
"Califor-" I interrupted her not wanting to cause a scene or deal with the foolishness that comes with Cali Foryay.
"Nah she's right Celest I could've spoken, but the thing is you came over here in my face." I stated laughing.
"Bit-" Cali stared with the most envious look in her face.
Micheal covered Cali's mouth quickly, "swallow that word quick." He sated nudging her in a different direction.
Then he looked towards me. "I didn't get your number so we can link up."
I glanced at Micheal, before putting my hand out for his phone, "Oh you BOLD BOLD," Celest smirked at the two of us and put her hands up backing away.
"Imma just be over here," she laughed lightly walking away.
Giving him his phone back I noticed his hand rested around my shoulder.
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Love Away{Micheal B. Jordan}
General FictionA story of Love, hate, passion, and trust.