Undercover

20.

Jamila's P.O.V.

"Thanks for dropping me off Ryan."

"No problem girl. You okay though? You've been quiet since we left the restaurant."

I pushed my hair behind my ear trying to force a smile.

"No, I'm fine. Just a little stomach cramp."

"Ah, that's normal. Their food will give you gas from time to time."

We laughed as I unbuckled my seatbelt.

"But you sure you okay girl? You know I'm here for you."

I nodded before grabbing my purse.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm perfectly fine. Thank you for today Ryan. I really needed it."

"Anytime girl, we like family." She said rubbing my arm.

I smiled, getting out of the car and going up to my doorstep. I unlocked the front door as she pulled off down the street.

I closed the door, letting out a small scream of frustration. My phone began to ring as I stood up.

The caller ID was the last person I thought would call me. I slid my finger across the screen answering the call.

"Dakota?"

"Hey, little sister. How's it going?"

"Okay, I guess. How's Georgia State?"

"Funny you mention that. I need some advice." I frowned as I walked to my bedroom.

"What's going on? You okay?"

"Yeah, well no, it's complicated."

"Complicated?" I took off my shoes before sitting on my bed.

"Yeah. One of my professors has um, well she, the thing is-----"

"Spit it out Kota."

"Well, I made a deal."

"A deal," I said bluntly. "What deal?"

He sighed. "My radio station plan didn't work, I have to be an upperclassman to work there. She told me she could get me in."

"How?"

"If I have affairs with her throughout the week."

"And you believe her."

"No. I mean, I guess. She's cool and all but this wasn't why I left home. I left to do music and to pursue my dreams."

"Well, what are you going to do?"

"I don't know. Go with it?"

"Go with it?" I said. "The heck is wrong with you Dakota? This is obviously a setup."

"I know, but I don't really have any other choice."

"Yes, you do."

"No, I don't. Jamila, you of all people should know how much music means to me."

"I do-----"

"Then give it to me straight up. What should I do?"

I bit my lip trying to find a reasonable solution.

"Let her get you a spot at the station. Give it a while and then end it with her."

"You think it'll work?" He said with hope in his voice.

"It has to. Or else, you're screwed."

He clapped in the background, I could tell he was smiling. "Okay, I'll let you know how it goes. Thanks for the advice little sister."