Riley is a African American southern girl from Gary, Indiana. Living in Gary is tough. She's a loner. But it's her senior year, so she decided to make a switch. But, what she wasn't expecting, was the new kid. Michael Jackson......
P.S. (He's not f...
Charlotte, "Come on Riles get uppp!! It's Saturday let's do something!"
I wake up to an energetic Charlotte screaming in my ear. I began to dose back off until I felt something hit my head. "Char!! It's Saturday Let me sleep." I whined. "No Riles! You need to get out the house. All you do on your weekends is lay down. Let's go somewhere!" I peaked my head from under the cover to where she could only see my eye. "Where exactly are we supposed to go." I snapped.
"You know what go get dressed! Get out the damn bed. We're going shopping." I finally gave up and went to get dressed. "I'll meet you downstairs Char." Her face lit up. "Okay, don't take too long!"
So I went and did the usual routine. But, instead of struggling I went to my "go-to clothes", sweatpants and a shirt.
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"Riles, you ready yet?!" She yelled impatiently. "Yea I'm coming!" Char turned around as I was coming down the stairs. "Goddamn Riles you look good." I began to blush. "As black as you are I don't know how your ass is blushing." She said laughing. I rolled my eyes at her.
"Ight let's head out." She grabbed the keys. As soon was we hopped in the car I connected my phone to the Bluetooth. "What song you wanna hear?" I asked. "Well how about our favorite." She winked at me. I automatically knew what she was talking about. We started to sing and dance rocking the car.
*Song begins*
She's Just a lover, Who's doing me by It's worth the givin' It's worth the try You cannot cleave it Or Put it in a furnace You cannot wet it You cannot burn it
She wants to give it (She wants go give it) (Ahh, she wants to give it) (She wants to give it) (Ahh, she wants to give it) She wants to give it (She wants to give it) (Ahh. She wants to give it) (She wants to give it) (Ahh, she wants to give it)
It's just a feeling You have to soothe it You can't neglect it You can't abuse it It's just desire You cannot waste it Then, if you want it Then, won't you taste it
By time the song had finished, we made it to the mall. Luckily, it wasn't packed so we could get what we wanted and leave. "Char, can we go to the food court first? I'm starving. You can't force me out the house if you ain't gone feed me." I stopped in my tracks looking at her. "Fine! I'll take you to the food court. Hurry up before I change my mind." She snapped. I giggled quietly at her minor outburst.
Once we arrived to the food court. I couldn't even decide what I wanted to eat. Until I laid my eyes on Chic-Fil-a. I immediately knew what I wanted. "Char hurry up! I want Chic-Fil-a." She stood there eyeing me. If looks could kill I'd be dead by now. She forced me to come so she's going to be patient and let me eat.
I waited in the line, but I couldn't see Char anywhere. When I turned around I seen her talking to a boy. As badly as I wanted to interrupt and question him to death, (best friend duties) I cared more about my food at the moment. I stood there scrolling on my phone, I came across a text from Cameron. He's one of the small amount of people I'm close to at this school. Also that I can trust. He's like a brother to me.
Michael's POV
*Ring Ring*
I woke up to the sound of my phone vibrating. "Who the hell could be calling me this early?" I groan. Once I pick up the phone and look at the caller ID, I'm not surprised of who's calling me this early. Cameron.
" Yoooo Mike!!" Damn, why this nigga so energetic. "Aye wassup cam?" I pray he's not trying to get me out the house. I'm trynna sleep in. "What you got going for today?" God I know I've done a lot of wrong, but please, please, please, let me stay in the house. "Well nothing really. Just chilling in." I sat barely awake waiting for a response. " True! Well check this, I'm about to go to the mall. You trynna come with?"
Goddamn.....fuck it. "What time?" I need to time to get fresh. "How about I pick you up in a hour? You straight with that?" Oh hell no! I think I need more than 1.
"Just pick me up in two hours. I'll send you the address." He was about to respond but,I hung up. If he wanted me to be dressed when he got here then I might as well start now. Once I send him the address, I head straight to the shower. Lord knows I gotta look fresh for the shorties.
Once I hopped out the shower, I threw on my red and yellow varsity jacket, black shirt and black slacks. Cam pulled up just on time. "Mama I'm bout to head out." "Alright if I'm not back when you get home, I'll leave some food in the fridge. Love you darling be safe." She pecked my cheek before I head out the door.
As soon as I head out Cam stupid ass is sticking his head through the sunroof. "Yoo! Mike, my man. You lookin' fresh." He said dapping me up. "Wassup Cam. I see you freshened up." "Yep. So let's move"
While we were riding we took turns picking songs. Turns out we got the same taste in music. He had to make a few stops and introduce me to some people. Finally, we headed straight to the mall.
"Mike I got some home girls I wanna introduce you to. They asked me to link up with them here so I thought you should come along with. Just kick it with us for a lil while. You cool with that?" He asked calmly. "Yea it's cool." We walked towards the food court. We found a table and sat down. "Can I talk you bout some bro? Like not even on no goofy shit." I could tell he was serious by the look in his eye. I just nodded and let him continue. " I'm feelin' one of my home girls. Her name Charlotte. Shortie bad yo. Like bad as hell. I got a picture." He took out his phone and showed me a picture. Cam wasn't lyin' man shortie is bad. "Damn! Cam she is bad. Why you won't just tell her how you feelin'?"
"Mike it ain't that easy. She already graduated last year. Like she really gone be into a brother like me." He stated sarcastically. "You a cool dude man. Ain't nothing to be worried about. But, just wait 'til you comfortable. Calm ya nerves and take it like a real nigga whenever you ready." I told him honestly. He just nodded his head looking around. "Oh there go one of them. If she over there then Char somewhere near her." We walked towards the tables near Chic-Fil-la.
A girl walked towards him. She looked to be about 5'7. But, ma swag just iced as fuck. "Hey Cam." She greeted and that voice sound familiar but I didn't wanna come off weird. " Wassup Ma. Where Char?" She pointed towards the table in the corner. "Ight. Imma go speak. But, first Mike this my girl Riley. Riley this Mike. He go to school with us I'm sure you seen him around. But, I gotta go see Char for another nigga try to shoot his shot on my future wife, then imma have to square up." I smirked.
"Ian know you knew Cam." She stated with a hint of attitude. "Well that's my homeboy we met when you was in the hallway trynna kill a hoe." I'm trying to lighten the mood. She so damn difficult. "Well she shouldn't have tried me. I don't play that. But, anyways, I guess I'll make an exception for you today. Only for my brother." I just nodded my head in agreement.
