The Boxer And The Dancer 2

Chapter 23

•Michael•

"What?" I Said Answering The Phone For Sterling.

"Nigga Is You All Packed Up?" He Yelled Into The Phone.

"Is YOU All Packed Up? You Know You Always Forgetting Shit."

"I'm Gucci."

"Yeah Okay. I Don't Wanna Hear You Complaining About All The Shit You Left."

"Yeah Whatever. So Who All Leaving Tonight And Who Leaving In The Morning."

"The Guys Are Leaving Tonight So That's Me, You, Chad, Vince, Bryce, Marcus And Sam. Drea, Keena, Tasha And Mikayla Are Leaving Early In The Morning."

"Did We Decide Who Rooming With Who?"

"We'll Decide When The Girls Get There."

"Aight Cool, You Got My Ticket Right."

"Yeah And Yo Punk Ass Better Be Ready When I Get There."

"Shut Up." He Said Before Hanging Up.

I Grabbed My Bags Before Heading Downstairs. My Phone Was Blowing Up. It Was Ma. I Answered It Quickly.

"Hey Ma, What's Up."

"Hey Baby, What Are You Doing?"

"Nothing Much, Just About To Get Ready To Catch To Flight."

"Tonight?"

"Yeah."

"Oh..." She Said Softly, Getting Quiet.

"Are You Okay, Is Something Wrong?"

"Oh No Baby! Everything Is Fine, I'll See You When You Get Back. We Need To Talk. Me, You And Mikayla."

"Ma," I Said Getting Worried. "You Making Me Nervous."

"It's Okay, Mama Loves You Baby." She Said In A Way That Used To Calm Me Down As A Kid.

"I Love You Too Ma."

She Hung Up, Leaving Me Feeling Again, Uneasy. Maybe I Should Just Change My Flight For The Morning And Go See Her Tonight. My Phone Began Ringing Yet Again.

"Hello." I Said Answering It Without Looking.

"Michael You Better Stop Ignoring My Phone Calls!" Naomi's Voice Came Through Very Loud And Very Clear.

"Damn, What The Hell You Hollering For?"

"Cause You Pissing Me Off, Are You Coming To My Next Appointment."

"Why Am I Coming To Your Next Appointment? Take Ya Nigga."

"He Not Even My Nigga." I Could Practically Hear Her Roll Her Eyes.

"Yeah Okay. You Done?"

"You Gone Stop Treating Me Like This."

"Okay Bye." I Said Hanging Up.

A Headache Was Starting To Come On. I Grabbed My Keys, Wallet And Bags And Left The House, Getting In My Truck And Pulling Off Towards Steelo's Place. When I Pulled Up He Came Outside With His Bags And None Other Than Chelsea Herself. I Furrowed My Eyebrows And Turned The Car Off Getting Out.

"Heeey Man." Steelo Said Opening The Trunk. "Baby Go Get In, I Got The Bags."

Chelsea Went And Got In The Back Seat And Steelo Turned To Me.

"Nigga What The Fuck!" I Whispered.

"Look Look, I Was Gone Tell You A Couple Days Ago But I-"

"A Couple Days Ago!" I Accidentally Yelled Out Loud.

We Both Looked Up At Chelsea But She Was Paying Us No Mind.

"Is It Really Going To Be A Problem?"

"I Don't Care But Both Drea And Tasha Don't Care For Her And They Both Will Beat Her Up So You Better Keep Her Together Unless You Wanna See Her With Two Black Eyes And A Busted Lip."

"Nigga I Got This."

"Can We Go Or What." Chelsea Said Catching Our Attention.

I Looked Back At Steelo With A Raised Eyebrow.

"I Got This."

We Both Got In And Began Our Drive To The Airport. Once There And Making It Through Baggage Claim And Security We Picked Up Something To Eat. We Found Seats In Our Area Luckily And Even Though Me And Steelo TRIED To Hide Behind Sunglasses And Hoodies, Fans Found Us. A Few Autographs And Pictures Later We Were Able To Relax And Eat. Drea Sent Me A Few Pictures Of Her In Swim Suits Asking Which Ones She Should Bring. I Choose The Ones Liked And Told Her.

"I Don't Want To Be In The Room Connected To Y'all." Steelo Said Out Of Nowhere.

"What, Why?"

"Cause Y'all Gone Be Loud."

I Laughed. "No We Not."

"So The Other Night?..."

"Shut Up Man, You Not Even Gone Hear Us."

"Right Cause We Not Rooming Next To Y'all, Fuck All Of That."

"Wassup Bitches!" Were The Words That Caught My Attention And When I Looked Up I Saw Chad And Vince.

Chad's Yelling Caught The Attention Of Others Around Us And I Couldn't Do Anything But Shake My Head.

"Nigga Why Are You So Loud?" I Asked.

"Cause I Can Be." He Said Plopping His Ass In The Seat Next To Me And Plugging His Phone Up.

"Also He Took A Few Shots Before We Left His Crib." Vince Said.

"Y'all Didn't Pick Up Bryce?" Steelo Asked.

"He Told Us He Was Gone Drive Hisself."

"You Think He Got A Lady With Him?" Chad Asked.

"Hell Nah." I Said.

"So Why Chelsea Here?" Chad Asked Loudly While Sitting Up And Looking At Her.

"Cause I Can Be." She Shot Back.

"Nobody Invited You!"

"Sterling Did."

"Whatever."

I Just Chuckled A Bit. I Don't Know Why This Nigga Chad Gotta Be A Fool All The Time. I Seriously Hope Chelsea Don't Cause To Many Problems Though. I'm Not Trying To Deal With Any Pissed Off Females. Drea Gets Mad And Gets Ready To Fight, Tasha Straight Swings And Keena Starts Yelling And Cursing You Out And If Drea Fights She Gone Fight Too. Mikayla.....Well She's Really Unbothered And Un-confrontational. Soon Bryce Showed Up And A Little While Later We Were Boarding The Plane. First Class Wasn't Exactly Full But I'm Glad It Wasn't, Except For Our Crew There Was Maybe 3 Others. Bryce Sat In Front Of Me, Facing Me.

"This Shit Is Nice. No Matter How Many Times I'm First Class It Always Feels New." Bryce Said.

"Nigga One Of Us Need A Privet Jet!" I Heard Chad Say.

"Stop Yelling On This Damn Plane." I Told Him.

"My Bad Nigga, Damn."

I Was Just Ready To Knock Out. We Have A Whole 9 Hour Flight And I'm Seriously Tired. Soon I Found Myself Just Falling Asleep, Not Caring About Shit Anyone Was Saying.