90 Days to Love (Completed)

14: For the Gram

Desiree Sanders

Last night, was amazing.

That's all I really have to say.

My first actual party experience was surprisingly better than I had expected. After warming up in the environment, I started sipping on that jungle juice which gave me the buzz I needed in order to finally break out of my shell. I danced, I got high, I ate so much food that it surprised me, flexed on the gram a little bit, but most importantly; I got to spend the entire night, with Trey.

I was happy that a majority of the people at the party were far too busy getting lit and enjoying themselves that they didn't pay too much attention to us. Apart from the dirty glares I got from Brooklyn and the awkward glances I noticed coming from Jeremiah, the party was altogether a TEN. I had no complaints, if anything being there put things in motion for Trey and I.

NOT TO MENTION, THAT HE KISSED ME.

TREY WIGGINS, KISSED ME. IN BROAD DAYLIGHT. WITHOUT A CARE IN THE WORLD ABOUT WHAT PEOPLE WOULD THING. HE PLACED HIS BIG JUICY LIPS AGAINST MINE. ME, DESIREE LOVE SANDERS. OH MY GOODNESS.

I nearly melted as I reminisced of the moment that made my entire life if I was to be honest. I wished that it lasted longer and that there was more ... passion, in it. However, it was just an innocent first peck, it was fair and being that it was with him; I, once again; couldn't complain much. That moment was a dream of mine and I was so thankful, that it came true.

"Yo, yo, yo." Gio knocked and before he waited for me to answer, my door was being pushed open. "Wake up."

I rolled my eyes under the cover, before removing it from my face so I could look at him. "What do you want?"

"It's not me that wants anything. Dad has a day off today and being that it's Sunday, you know the drill." I could sense the attitude in his tone but figured it was early and that was Gio.

"I'm too tired." I whined, rubbing my temples that ached from last night's festivities.

"Yeah and I'm sure he is too." Gio snapped, "get ready so we can go."

"Can't you just bring me something back?"

"You would trust me? to bring back your food?" he smirked. "You must still be high because you should know that I get hungry during car rides."

"Gio, please."

"No, Desiree." He answered, sternly.

"Who the hell pissed in your cereal this morning?"

"Excuse me?"

"You got a whole attitude for nothing."

"I wouldn't have an attitude for no reason Desiree."

"Okay well you gotta deal with whoever cause this attitude, because I'm not the one."

"You definitely are."

"What the hell did I do?"

"You don't listen... that's what you did, I give you simple rules and instead of just taking heed. You get an inch and take a whole mile."

"What... are you talking about?"

"You haven't been on Instagram all morning?"

"...No."

"Well, if I were you. I'd have a look see." He scoffed "Anyways, reservation is for 12, make sure you're ready by there." Before I could debate further, Gio shut the door and went on his way.