Lelani was sick and tired of being a Good Girl.. while contemplating on changing her "image", she meets 20 year old, Damari Thomas. Will he make it easier for Lelani to be herself? Or will he bring out the side that no one ever expected to see?
I clocked into work at 12 and got ready for my 9 hour shift. Hosting was a fun job, but all of that running around and those long hours standing behind that podium really took a toll on me.
A bitch was tiedddd.
I was standing at the front of the restaurant, taking selfies on my phone when this group of older boys walked in.
"Resa-vation fa Combs lul ma." The darkskin one said while eyeing me.
He looked perfect. Chocolate skin, freshly cut spinning waves, pretty ass teeth, a pearl chain, and a furry white jacket with some 3's.
"Uhh.. okay, looks like you will have your table in 5 minutes sir." I replied shyly.
Where are all these fine ass men coming from all of a sudden?
"Sir? Damn how old you think he is?" The mixed looking one laughed.
His teeth damn near blinded me. I had to take his look in too.
His skin was a nice mix between tan and beige. His long, slick, jet black hair was split into 2 braids going back into a ponytail.
His fit was... i don't know tbh. I wouldn't wear it but, I bet it was more expensive than my whole closet.
"Shitttt, how old are you?" The last one asked.
He was this perfect mix of honey & beige. His hair was cut low but you could still see his pretty curl pattern. He wore this black and red sweater, with light jeans and black & red 1's. He had on a big diamond chain that said Dior.
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All of different flavors and all fine as hell. I'm talking choo choo fine.
Just a little jokey joke.
"Uhm i'd say he's like 20.. i just said it out of respect.. it's my job.. and i-i'm 17." I was so damn nervous.
"Awee, you a lil baby." The one with the braids smirked.
"Table 4 is ready." My coworker came and saved me from embarrassment.
"Ight ight, leave her alone y'all. Thank you lil mama. & keep the change." The darkskin tipped me with $100 bill.
.. all i did was talk. Wonder how much he'll give me if.. snap tf out of it. I thought to myself.
I looked back at the table that they were seated at and the darkskin did not stop looking at me. Then, he winked.
Today was gonna be great.
__________________________ Rugrat
After what felt like an hour, cause i lost track of time, me & Glokk finally got out the car. Just giggling our asses off.
"Boyyyy I'm hungry as a bitch." I said while looking over at Glokk who looked dazed.
"Wassup wit you foo?" I asked curiously.
"Nigga i can hear the penguins jumping around at Georgia Aquarium from here."
"Boy you is GONEEEE!" I busted out laughing, opening the door to the restaurant.
This old white lady walked by and scrunched up her nose, i guess smelling our aroma.
"What is that God awful smell?" She fussed, she had a british accent.
"My cologne. Cloud #9. And if you keep minding my damn business, you gone find out more bout clouds 1,2,3,4,5,6,7, and 8 cause that's where the fuck you gone be" Glokk said, dead ass serious.
This nigga tryna get shot.
She clutched her purse tighter to her and scurried off.
We walked up to the podium, but no one was there. So of course Glokk had to make sure that we were noticed.
"IS THERE A COLORED ENTRANCE?? CAUSE CLEARLY MY BLACK ASS CANT GET NO SERVICE UP HERE AT THE FRONT!"
The whole damn restaurant was looking at us. I couldn't help but laugh.
The same girl i saw walking early came up to the front. She smiled like she recognized us.
"Do i know you?" I asked, cause damn she looked familiar.
Her smile quickly faded.
"YOOOO MY BRUDDASS!" Glokk yelled, once again gaining everybody's attention.
But what he yelled caught my attention. My boys was sitting at a booth. Christian, Quincy, and Justin.
I looked back to the girl to tell her that we were with them but she was long gone. Weird.
_________________________ Lelani
Did this nigga really just ask if he knew me? Wowwwww.
And to make matters worse.. he knew the fine ass darkskin?
Every time i think i find somebody, God always gotta say "GIMME DAT NECK LELE." I can just hear him taunting me.
