Jae POV
"Okay bitch, I see you." Kelly gushed, her IPhone in her hand as she recorded me. I just walked onto the red carpet leading into the gym where Homecoming was being held. Treys arm was wrapped possessively around my waist as he smiled at my energetic friend. I smirked at the camera, running a hand through my long bundles before laughing. Kelly turns the phone up to Trey, her grin growing. "And look at this sexy ass nigga. Lookin' all scrumptious and shit. I see y'all."
I giggle as Trey plants a chaste kiss on the top of my head, causing Kelly to let out a girlish squeal. She puts her phone down though, most likely posting us to her Instagram story. Mines was practically full already with tiny snippets of my outfit and videos of Trey and mines dinner and drive here. We went to this jumpin' Italian place when he picked me up for dinner. We ate the edibles after so I was more then a little high.
When Trey lets me go, I take the time to admire his outfit for like the dozenth time tonight. He really was super sexy in his all black suit with his dreads braided back. And I complemented him nicely in my tight dress. It was a nude, body con with a deep cleavage and stopped mid thigh. I completed the outfit with a pair of three inch nude heels. The 26 inch bundles Nae put in my hair were pin straight with a middle part and my make up was kept light. I looked good tonight and if the look Trey gave me when he saw me standing in my living room a few hours ago was any indication, he thought I did too.
"I see you checkin' me out Ma," Trey says as he slips his hand in mine.
I mockingly raise an eyebrow. "Ain't I allowed to do that? Your my date, right?"
He smirks cockily down at me, his hand leaving mines to wrap dangerously low on my hips. "I'm all yours tonight, baby girl."
I hum halfheartedly in reply, my eyes focused on the couple just a few feet in front of me. All the confidence and lightheartedness drains completely out of me at the sight of his arms wrapped around her shoulders. His lips playfully nibbling at her neck. And just like that...my night is fucking ruined.
Curse Ranae and her know-it-all ways.
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If Trey notices how distracted I've been since I spotted Elijah and her then he doesn't show it. He continues to dance with me to all the good songs and talk to me about a bunch of nothing between the stupid ones. I wine on him during Wild Thoughts, with minimum interference from the chaperones, and his friends pipe us up all the while I try to search out Elijah and the little hussy he decided to bring with him.
A hour and a half into the dance I was on the brink of exhaustion and decided to take a break. I leave Trey in a circle where we were watching this little dance contest to walk over to the circle tables placed off to the side of the gym, close to the entrance.
I plop down into a chair at the table where my shoes were, licking my lips to try and moisten them. I was so thirsty right now but too lazy to go get a bottle of water from the hallway. Just as this thought passed my mind, a small bottle was being placed in front of me, followed by a very familiar voice close to my ear.
"You look thirsty Mrs. Howard," Elijah greets, referring to my new title of my school equivalent to Homecoming queen. He was Mr. Howard, which was a given considering his popular status throughout the school, everyone students and faculty loved him. He also had good grade and was always contributing to school events. His voice was practically a whisper in my ear, causing shivers to run up and down my spine the way they always do when he whispers in my ear. I take a moment, just a little one, to admire how good he looks in the suit that seems to be tailored exactly for him. It was dark blue and not as formal as a prom suit but he looked just as yummy in it.
