Dinner Night

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Monty
9:45a.m

"So can you please explain to me why I wake up to a text from my boyfriend cancelling on me again," Megan screamed into the phone.

I laid in my bed staring at my phone. 9:45. It's 9:45 in the fucking morning and she wanna argue with me. I knew mom was gon have me in some shit over this fucking dinner.

"Babe I-"

"Fuck you Monty. I'm getting real sick and tired of your excuses, and honestly it's becoming very annoying."

"I'm sorry but I can't help it that I'm-"

"Busy. Yea yea yea I know nigga. I'm busy too, but can't you see that I'm still trying for yo ugly ass. I don't deserve this shit, if I was with Josiah he wouldn't have me out here like this."

I raised up and jump out the bed, "Man what the hell Josiah got to do with this shit. Don't you ever in yo fucking life mention that shit to me again bruh. That shit ain't cool and I know the nigga want you, but you forgot all these bitches out her want this dick too."

"Them bitches ain't me," She bragged making me clenched my teeth.

"Ima talk to yo ass later," I said before hanging up.

Shit be driving me fucking crazy. If I didn't love her she would be dropped instantly. I turned the shower on so it can be ready for me. Heading over to the closet I look outside and saw the house our new neighbors in. I see a girl bent down tying her hair up behind her. I walk closer to the window to get a good luck at her. She had a half cut shirt and shorts on. She stood up and started stretching. I caught a glimpse of her face and damn she is fine. Shit I honestly don't think I seen a girl that fine before in my life. She was definitely different and I like that about females.

"What are you doing?"

I jumped some and turned around towards my father staring at me with a smirk. I laughed some before looking back at the girl as she take off running. Damn she was gone just like that.

"She's pretty huh?"

I shrugged some, "She aight dad."

"The way you was just staring I thought otherwise."

We started laughing together as he stepped into my room. He closed the door before sitting down at my desk.

"Wassup," I said not sure if I'm ready for what he about to say.

"I just got off the phone with some more recruiters," He said with a big smile.

I instantly started grinning, "And I'm sure they all fighting over me."

"Yea they all offering a lot of money for you son, and I just couldn't help but wonder what is your plans after school."

"I wanna be in the NBA dad," I said in a duh tone. Like shit that's obvious why he still asking.

"Son, you do know there's more to it than just being in the NBA."

"Dad I don't care about nothing else right now. I'm going to graduate like we promised and then I'm going straight into it because that's something that I want."

"I understand that son, but you're still young and I need you to understand that it is more than just that. Think about what team you going to, and why. Once you moved there what's your plan there to survived. Think about that life is hell so shit gon pop off and then what, how you gon bounce back. How far are you going to be from home? What if we can't reach you and something happen. Think about the environment you will soon be moving into. You will be a complete stranger and will have to work your way up son. Then you got Megan with her crazy ass, she don't look like she going anywhere so how that's gon go. You all the way on the other side of the country and she here. You can't even handle her right now and she is only thirty minutes away. So tell me what you gon do with that situation."

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