Jeremiah POV
"And we will see you guys after we eat."Jordan closed out this portion of the vlog we were filming. She turned the camera off and sat it down on the table so we could eat.
"You always picking off my plate."I fussed, trying to inch my plate closer to me.
"Okay and? Stop being stingy!"She shot back, reaching her fork to grab the pancake. I huffed.
"But when I do it, it's a problem."
"You don't take food from a woman's plate. But you're supposed to share."She said before stuffing it in her mouth.
"Mmm that's good. I want some more."
"No, eat your own food."
"I did, you see it's all gone."
"Fat ass."I mumbled.
"I'll be a fat ass."She shrugged.
I hurried to eat my own food so she wouldn't get anymore; next thing I knew, she was taking my drink too.
"Come on na' Jordan."I glared at her.
"Yeah I took your drink, and what? Youon even like lemonade boy shut up."
"Ion know who you think you mouthing off at."
She said nothing after, sat my glass down then rubbed her belly.
"Ahh that was good."
"Ready to go?"
"Yeah."
I paid and slid the tip under a plate and we walked out. Since Jordan's cycle scare happened yesterday, we had to push furnishing to today. First we're going to look at living room decor then gradually move onto the other things.
"Hey guys, we are back; we just finished eating now we are on our way to Ashley's Furniture store. You know Miah and I just bought a house together the other day so we're trying to get everything in order before we start inviting everyone over—thank you baby."She paused to tell me since I opened the door to the store for her.
"You know,"
She giggled.
We spent almost two hours in there talking to the worker and looking over some of the furniture. When we finally decided on what we wanted, they loaded it onto the moving van and sent it to our house. "Off to the rooming."Jordan pulled me towards the back of the store. Another hour and a half up in there and we were finished with all of that.
"How about these?"I held up the set. We were now in Walmart looking at kitchen wear. "Ew no, who likes green pots!?What about these purple ones?"She suggested. I nodded.
She put the two sets in the basket. "Ima stab you with this."She held up the knife.
"And I'll beat ya—."I replied but she cut me off by screaming. I blankly stared at her. "Girl stop playing and put this shit down. Got people staring at us."
"Everywhere we go somebody staring."She rolled her eyes.
I rammed the basket into her side just a little to send her staggering back.
"Now if i woulda fell we woulda been fighting up in here."She started. We-well I, paid for our items and we left.
"I think that's enough for the day. We can start decorating the house tomorrow."I said once we got in the car.
"Yeah 'cause we still have to pack up our stuff in the apartment."
"Who 'bout to do allat?"
"Us."
"Not I. Jordan let's be real, you got the most stuff out of the three of us. You get a head start tonight and I'll do my stuff tomorrow."
"No because you gonna take forever tomorrow and we have to put all our energy into the house."
"Bae calm down. We got this. You getting worked up over nothing."I rubbed her leg.
She took a deep breath. "Okay."
When we got home, we did the outro to our vlog together then I turned the camera off just as Colten walked through the door.
"I'm tired of school!"He yelled angrily, throwing his book bag on the couch. He slammed the door shut and locked it.
"What's wrong with you?"I asked.
"This!"He snatched a paper from his pocket and slammed it on the table.
"Stop slamming shit."Jordan raised up to look at the paper. He plopped on the couch. "You got wrote up, why?"
"It ain't even my fault!"He started.
"What happened?"
"Read the paper."
"Colten repetitively shouted profanity and punched a classmate in the face. When asked to leave classroom, he stormed out without apologizing to classmate."I overlooked the paper.
"What typa lil kid shit is this!"Jordan uttered.
"Exactly. Dude was pushin' it,"
"How?"
"Talkin' out his neck 'bout Madre. And y'all know ion go for that shit talking."
"You gotta control your anger."
"Ian gotta control shit. People need to control they mouth when comin' at me."He got up and stormed off to his room. Jordan and I looked at each other.
"So you gonna sign that or what?"
All I could do was shake my head as I grabbed a pen and wrote my signature down on the paper. "Damn shame."
This book is ending soon because I feel like I'm starting to drag it out. It will have a proper ending but just know that it won't be going on for much longer. Prepare yourselves😈
