Dave's Angel

Diecinueve

Aria in media

"Dave can't do shit."

Aria
"You ready for tomorrow?" Makiya asked.

Tomorrow was the championship game and Makiya and I were cheerleaders. The cheerleaders tend to get real petty during these games. Aka, fight for no reason.

"Yea, I hope these hoes got some sense this year."

"Girl you know they never do. But that's ok. I got something for their ass this year." I laughed.

"You know if you fight Tatiana is gonna kick you off the team." She smacked her lips jerking her neck.

"Girl I don't give a fuck. It's the last game. Plus if those girls touch me, Chez gone shoot all they asses." She cheesed, I just shook my head.

"H-hey Aria."

"Hey Malcolm." Malcolm was a boy that I've went to school with since Kindergarten. We used to be really close in elementary school. We drifted apart as we got older. He was always so smart and so sweet though.

"H-How you been? Haven't s-s-seen you in a while."

"I've been great. How about you? How's your mom?" I asked.

"She- she's good. She asked about y-you the o-o-other day."

"Tell her I said hi. I gotta stop by some time. You know she makes the best key lime pie." I smiled elbowing him. He smiled back showcasing his braces.

"Yea s-she does." The bell rang.

"I'll s-s-see you later Aria."

"Nice seeing you Malc." He cheesed as he walked away.

"I don't know why you talk to his weird ass." Makiya stated reminding me that she was even there.

"How is he weird?" I said walking toward first period.

"Y-y-y-you tell me." She mocked him. I rolled my eyes.

"You're going to hell. Malcolm is sweet."

"Yea whatever girl."

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"You coulda' had a bad bitch non-committal! Help ya' wit' ya' career, just a little." I sang along to Lizzo in the kitchen.

I was making Daves favorite, Lasagna, as I waited for Kianna to drop Kayden off.

"Why men great till' they gotta be great." I twerked as I slid the pasta into the oven, closing it with my hip.

The buzzer rang, and I immediately let her through.

I cheesed at the thought of little Kayden's big smile.

I put anything sharp and potentially harmful to him on top shelves and put the baby barriers down.

The doorbell rang. Even though I wasn't excited for who was dropping him off, I was just happy to see stinky man.

But, on the other side of the door, stood a smirking Rello.

"Wassup girl." He flashed a smile showing his grill.

Ehh, looks better on Dave.

"Um. Dave's not here." I said attempting to close the door. He was giving me bad vibes. Really bad vibes.

"I know. He told me to come over and chill wit' you until he get here." He walked through, plopping onto the couch.

I took a deep breath slowly following him into the living room, sitting on the opposite couch as him.