My pain

3.

Can someone tell that bitch, take her shoes off at the door?
When she walk all on my marble floor, I stunt like I'm supposed to
Black dreads hangin' off my niggas, shouts to Noah
Walk inside my crib, see dough so thick she can't even fold
Tell me why your bitch keep patrollin' like she 5-0

I was in my basement slash pole room. I was letting the words of Tory Lanez flow through my body. I don't know why but I always dance my heart out. It clears my mind it's always only me and the music. You can feel what I feel through the music.

As the song was over I slumped into the floor. You need to get out of the house more Mila. You haven't been the same since you and him broken up. I picked myself up off the floor. And walked up stairs to my first level of my house. I went to my kitchen and turned on the speaker. I let some Jhene Aiko flow through to give my house a mellow vibe. Just as I was thinking about what I wanted to eat. My phone rang. No one usually calls me unless they need something.
It was a number that wasn't saved. I don't know who it could be. "Hello" I said with my voice kind of disguised. "Um is this Milan Rodriquez ?" It was a mans voice. I hesitated to see if they would speak more. And they did "My name is Christopher Allen. I don't know why I'm calling you. I mean I do. But I got your number from your cousin Amanda. She said you were a choreographer. And I have a dance studio and I'm calling to offer a job. I've seen some of your work and I think your beautiful. I mean your work is beautiful not saying you're not. Bu-"
I cut him off. " Sure. I can take the position. Would you like to meet to talk about the position?"
He chuckled " oh wow I didn't think I would get this far. But um yes. Would you like to meet me for lunch at Mables Cafe?"
"Sure. What time ?"
"In about an hour if that's fine with you. "
" Great sounds like a plan. I'll meet you there. Thanks Mr. Allen. Have a nice day" and with that I hung up. I was overjoyed. I haven't worked in a studio in forever. And how did he know that I loved mables cafe. Ms Mable watched me grow up. She was close friends with my grandmother. So I couldn't wait to see her to tell her the news.
I ran up stairs to take a shower. I couldn't help but think about the routines I'm going to teach. Once I was done washing. I went to my closet. I wasn't sure what to put on. I grabbed a pair of black leggings and a black crop top that said #MELANINPOPPIN in pink letters. With some all white nikes I brushed my hair down out of the wrap i put it in last night. Slayed my edges. Put on some earrings. Made sure everything I needed in my purse was there. Grabbed my keys and lip gloss and headed for the door. I got in my 2017 Audi. I plugged my phone up to the aux. Soon as I was backing out of the drive way Loveeee Song by Rihanna and Future blasted through my speakers.
It took me about ten minutes to get to the restaurant.
Once I got there I seen Ms Mable talking to some FINE when I say fine I mean panty soaking fine milk chocolate man. I walked up to them. "Hey Ms Mable." I greeted her giving her a hug. "Hey baby. Mila this is my grandson Chris. Chris this is Mila. "
"Nice to finally meet you Mila." He said smiling at me. I swear I creamed my panties when I seen his smile. His teeth are so white and straight. "Yes indeed. Ms Mable I didn't know your grandson owned his own studio. I'm actually here to meet with him about a job." I said blushing. "Well babies. Ima let y'all get to it. And Tay will take your guys order. Order whatever. It's on the house. " she said walking to her office.
We walked to a booth. And I felt this mans eyes all over my body. I mean I'm not ugly. I have hips thighs and I don't discriminate against pies. I just hope we can keep this thing professional. I sat down first. And he followed me. He sat across from me. "I thought I remembered your name from somewhere. " I looked at him confused.
Trying to think of where I know him from. I have never crossed paths with this gorgeous man. "I don't think we've met before. Could you remind me. ? " He licked his lips. "Um do you remember hanging out on the front porch of your grandmas house one summer with a short chubby boy. " my eyes widened "omg CJ is that really you ? " he smirked. "Yes in the flesh. How have you been.?" I automatically felt like I was hit with a bus. I mean how can I tell my childhood crush I was severely depressed and that I was just feeling horrible inside. " I've been good you know perfecting my craft more and more each day. You? "
He was staring in my eyes like he knew I was lying. But I could tell he wasn't going to speak on it just yet. "I've been good. I recently moved back. And about to open up a new dance studio. Speaking of which. " before he could finish his thought. Who I'm guessing is Tay walked up to the table. "What can I get you guys" she said looking at me. "I'll have the half rack of ribs with broccoli cauliflower and cheese and a strawberry lemonade. " "okay and for you " she said biting her lips at Chris. I won't lie and say it didn't make me feel some type of way. Because it did. "I'll have the same thing my future girlfriend will have" he said looking at me and winking. I started blushing. She didn't even say anything she just stormed off.
We ate and got caught up. He had me laughing and smiling. Like this was the best I've felt in forever. "So Mila what do you think? You'll be my choreographer ?" He asked as he finished his drink. I'll be more than happy to dance for you like Beyoncé. "Uh Mila you know you said that out loud right ?" He said smirking. "Oh shit I'm sorry I don't know -" "Don't worry about it love. I was going to ask you if you wanted to go to the studio and show me what you got anyways. " he cut me off with a smirk. "Uh sure. I'd love too. " He got up and dropped a couple bills on the table. "Follow me. I know you drove your car. " I got up and followed him out the cafe. He followed me to my car. Opened the door for me and everything. I waited for him to get in his car. And next thing I know we were at the studio.

To be continued ...