Disclaimer: The main character's name is Tahj/ Taj. If you feel that she is awkward... GOOD. She is supposed to be awkward/ shy/ different as a person as her character develops through the chapters
*very soft scene*
I watched my phone buzz in my hands continuously as I sat on the same bench I do everyday at the same time. It was in the center of the campus between two trees that shaded the area perfectly. The wind blew my braids gently, although I still had to push them out of my face every now and then. I was still getting used to having so much hair on me.
The phone continued to buzz no matter how dry my texts were. Sometimes lightly and then other times heavily, as if the phone itself were seizing. It notified me of a call which I refused to answer and I read some of the text messages without opening the message itself:
"What you got goin tonight?
"Tryna match?"
"Lets hit the club"
"Food??" I actually considered this option but still declined.
"Can I come over? Im tryna chill.." I instantly deleted that message. Half these people on here wanted sex or weed... or both. Truly I wasn't in the mood.
I felt the wind blow again and this time it was a lot stronger. I looked up at the sky and saw these puffy black clouds begin to churn with every blow, then I felt a scratching at my feet. When I looked down there was a squirrel at my toes with a paw on the tip of my Jordan. I could feel its claws as it watched me stare at him. He was small for the campus squirrels though, so I guess he was a baby.
"The fuck you lookin at..." I mumbled and then jumped at him. The rodent then turned and ran away a small distance and then turned back around. He stretched himself way off the ground on his two back legs and then dashed at me, jumping onto my lap. My back hit the steel bench in shock as the squirrel climbed his way up my chest placing his small paws on my neck.
I could feel my throat close in disgust as I felt the breath on my lower lip. "Please get off me..." My voice came out trembling.
Then a laugh came from next to me. A soft giggle I should say and very feminine. When I look to my left away from the small animal I saw a woman. I think...
She was very young looking; possibly another student. Her hand was held over her mouth in a way to not provoke me from her laughing at my mishap. She stood there in her torn loose jeans and white button up shirt. She had on white Levi's and as masculine as she looked, she had her red box braids tied up and secured with a pink ribbon.
It was a strange style but it looked good on her.
The girl walked over to me slowly and looked at the squirrel and then at me. I could see her face much more clearly now. She had gentle features with small light brown eyes... well they were smaller than mine for sure. Her skin was a latte color free of blemish except the one beauty mark on her cheek and the other that was hiding away on her wrist. Her gait seemed extremely light with every step she made towards me. I could only describe her more as a human resemblance of a fox.
"Well... how did you get into this mess?" She asked still laughing, but I couldn't help but stare. "Hello??" Her small voice dragged out
I shook my head and sat up forgetting about the squirrel that managed to climb onto my head, but I didn't care. "Im Taj" I stammered nervously trying to keep my gaze away from her for the rest of our interaction. She stayed quiet this time though just staring at me.
"I've seen you around a lot Taj." She brought her hands up slowly and placed them in from of my head. She flexed her fingers slowly and the squirrel jumped from my head onto her hands where He sat comfortably. The girl then cupped him and threw him upwards into the branches where he scurried away (please do not throw the campus squirrels.) "We should head back to our homes before the storm began."
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