Agape Aje'nette

1. Love Story (Intro)

Hi I'm Aje'nette Locure, I've always been a shy and a semi-known girl (well by the boys at least), but I never paid them any attention only cause they only wanted one thing, but what made me think the one nigga I did give a chance to didn't want that one thing either?

Flashback #1 (Freshman year)
Derrick Holmes was the only black boy on the football team, not because our school was predominantly white or anything, it was just cause the other dudes was too busy cutting school trying to be your next biggest SoundCloud rapper, do you know how tired I am of hearing, "Say son, who think better? Younboy or Neno Calvin?!" In the middle of every class period like shut the fuck up already! Anyway back to the point.

When my bestfriends Darius, D'yani (Yaya), and I were walking around during lunch, Derrick gave me the look.

"Girl, I know you just saw that." Yaya said in a excited tone pulling all on my arm, while Darius and I just looked at her like she was crazy.

"Man saw what?! Not you doing too much already." Darius said speaking up.

"First of all, I wasn't even talking to you, are you a girl? No! Anyways... Aje'nette, you telling me you ain't see thee Derrick Holmes give you the look?" D'yani asked right after fussing with Darius, them two are always fussing, I used to swear up and down that them two'll get married one day.

"You talking bout Derrick Holmes? Quarterback, built nice, with the sexy sleek waves, and pretty teeth? Nah didn't notice." I replied knowing good and damn well I noticed, but boys were a distraction, I didn't need all that in my life right now.

"Girrrrrl, you tripping! I'll be all over that if I was you." Yaya said with a slight perk in her lips.

Flashback #2 (Sophomore year)
For the first time Derrick and I have a class together.

I never knew if I wanted to feel uncomfortable or flattered, but I just knew I was just being watched everytime I was taking my notes, cause this nigga was always looking at me.

One thing about me I'm a very organized person, my notes have to be in a certain format, colors, and written by a special brand of pens, and boy was he smart.

One day while I was in the midst of writing the notes on the board, he walked pass my desk, and I didn't even know he took one of my pens, because I try my best not to look at him, cause then I'll start blushing and everything, and I hate showing my teeth, Darius was always able to make me do that, but right now this isn't about him.

Anyway back to the point, "Say Aje'nette!" Derrick said getting my attention, I immediately stopped what I was doing and slowly turned my head. God, I'm so awkward.

"You dropped your pen." Derrick said smiling holding it in his hand for me to come get it, while he was all the way at his desk.

"Well... are you gone give it to me?" I asked with a slight attitude, cause let me tell you, a bitch did not feel like taking that walk.

"Aht aht, you gotta come get it." He responded. I simply sighed and rolled my eyes while getting up cause I just wasn't in the mood for the whole causing a whole ass scene.

When I finally made it to his desk, he felt like playing. "Okay I'm here now, can I have my pen back sir." I kinda giggled.

Everytime I would go to reach for it he would jack it back, "Okay I'm playing witchu luv." He said as he finally gave me my shit.

"I can see that." I said as I started walking back to my seat.

Not even paying attention cause I was slightly getting annoyed, when I looked at my pink and precious pen I saw it had a torn piece of looseleaf tapped around the handle.

I took it off and opened it and this nigga put his whole ass number on it, I looked in his direction he didn't look back, but he was smirking just knowing he had it in the bag, and well... he did.

Soon as I got home, we immediately started texting, my friends noticed a change in my behavior, and I was just naturally glowing.

Flashback #3 (Junior year)
We've became official, we would go to the movies every now and then and we would make out in his car after it was over, you know slight work, but everytime I felt it becoming more than just kissing I would stop myself, I was and still am a virgin, so the thought of giving my body to somebody else was scary.

"Damn, you just love giving a nigga blue balls huh?" He blurted in a jokingly way, but I could tell he was dead serious.

"I'm sorry it's just-.." Derrick cut me off.

"It's fine, it's no pressure honestly, want me to take you home?" He asked as he cranked the car.

"Well I guess so, you already cranking the car and shit." I said with a attitude not saying anything else the rest of the ride.

Once I got home, annoyed with life, Derrick sends a long ass paragraph then I forgot what I was even mad about and then we lived happily ever after, let's see how senior year treats us.