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ANTISUMMERLUV

Jazzy

I woke up to sunlight peaking through my curtains, Maria phone buzzing, and a hand moving on my face. Maria came back because she knew how pissed I was and she didn't want me to be alone. I smacked her hand off of me and she stirred in her sleep.

I grabbed my phone and went in the kitchen to find breakfast. I grabbed a baking sheet and the cinnamon rolls from the fridge when my phone rang. I checked the caller ID and answered once I figured it was Jordan.

"Good morning sunshine!"

"Why the fuck are you so loud? It's way too early for that shit." I rolled my eyes at his antics.

"Girl it's damn near 11:45, you needed to get that ass up anyway. Have you heard from yo cousin cause I've been calling her phone and she ain't answering for me."

"Nigga that was you blowing up her phone? Ima kill you when I see you." I went back in the room and saw that he called her 5 times, back to back.

I rolled my eyes as I swiped up and seen the texts that they had sent each other the night before and chucked my phone at her chest after putting Jordan on speaker.

"Get your ass up princess. Prince Charming is on the phone and I need to get in the shower so watch the food."

Maria winced at the sudden drop on her chest and threw a pillow at me on my way to the closet. I grabbed a black tube top, my jean jacket, and a pair of ripped jeans and snatched Maria's phone, connecting it to the speaker and hitting shuffle.

Mutual Butterflies blasted throughout the condo as I washed the stress and anger of yesterday off of my body. After 15 minutes of screaming the lyrics to every song that played, I stepped out of the shower and dried off before squeezing any excess water out of my braids and moisturizing my body before putting on my clothes.

I walked in the living room and heard Heather going off over the blaring music. Her and Maria stared at her phone and Jordan's face graced the screen of mine.

"Hey boo. What's wrong?" I clasped my hoop as she showed me another video from the Fumble and Maria turned off the music.

"The rookies can't catch a break in L.A. After a brawl almost broke out at the Lakers training facility over Rookie Kyle Kuzma, his fellow Rookie buddy, Lonzo Ball, is expecting a baby with his ex high school sweetheart. There have been rumors circulating that she may have been pregnant but she has finally decided to put it in the limelight." Heather paused the video and the room got quiet.

"Wanna cinnamon roll?" I offered because I know the feeling of being lied to for no reason at all. She accepted and ate in 3 bites tops.

"I ain't catch feelings or nothing but I told him that I wasn't fucking with him if he was still messing around with her ass. She already don't like me and now this bitch gotta be around for the rest of this nigga life, holding that bullshit over my head."

"Why don't she like you?" I asked between bites of my food.

"She already thought we were fucking and she tried to blame me for their breakup, like they both hadn't already fallen out of love or whatever. But fuck that whole situation, girl you look good as hell."

"I thought about it, if I'm about to be swarmed by the fucking paparazzi, I might as well look good." I did a small twirl and finished my food.