{Chapter 2}

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Mariel
Jack in the Box
3:13 p.m.

I walked into Jack in the Box getting ready to order me something, niggas ain't ate all day

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I walked into Jack in the Box getting ready to order me something, niggas ain't ate all day.
As I was waiting in line my phone went off indicating I had a text message.

Eryka
when u gone come see me?
shit today💯
Eryka
lmk when u on yo way

I decided not to text back as I seen the line was beginning to move and so did I.
After I placed my order I stepped to the side and waited for my number to be called.
I started scoping out the restaurant making sure to always know who around me.
My eyes landed on my cousin lil fine ass friend.
A smirk appeared on my face as I made my way toward her.
She was doing something on her phone, whatever it was she was way to interested. "Why every time I see you, you forever on yo phone?"
"Why am I starting to see you every time I'm out somewhere?" She shot back with a little eye roll.
"Maybe cause we meant to be." I said moving closer to her. "And I only want to see eye rolling while we doing other things you heard me."
She blushed and waved me off. "Whatever, is it something you need?"
"Yeah I need you to have lunch with me, I mean we already ordered." I said biting down on my bottom lip, she is so fucking fine.
"That's not really a need but I guess and don't think just cause we about to eat lunch that you gone taste some else." She said serious as fuck making me laugh.
"Girl ain't nobody trynna fuck you yet." I replied sending her a smirk.
"Number 84." We both looked at our receipts before she walked up there to get her food.
Once she walked back over to me I gave her my full attention. "Ima find us a seat while you get your food."
I nodded and she walked off looking for a seat.
As if in cue they called my number. "What sauce would you like sir?"
"Barbecue." I spoke as she dropped some sauces in my bag.
I made my way in the direction of where Noelle went.
I found her again on this phone, I shook my head taking a seat in front of her.
I snatched the phone out her hands making her looking up at me with a frown on her face.
"Um excuse me do you pay the bill on that?" She asked holding her hand out for me to return the phone.
"Naw but when I start ima have all control over this bitch." I said placing her phone in her hand. "You work for Apple or something, cause yo ass always on that damn phone?"
I took my chicken strips out as she revealed the same thing from her bag.
"No I sell hair and do it, I got my own shop downtown." She said shocking the hell out of me.
Not because she did hair, cuz everybody do hair out they basement, but shorty got her own shop.
"I could work with that." I said as she drew her neck back. "Naw I'm just playing but hats what's up tho, it ain't to many young money makers out here as beautiful as yourself."
"I know, I came to your city and made it mine." She said cockily biting a fry.
"That's how you feel, well where yo city so I can take note?"
"L.A. can't you tell by the tan." She said while chewing her food.
"Naw you got on to many clothes, I ain't notice." I said sending her a smirk.
"Boy whatever." She said smiling about to hit me.
We talked for a minute before she had to get back to work.
We through our trash away before I walked her to her car.
"Otay I see you with the Benz 19." I said gassing her a bit as she did a little hair flip. "But naw let me get your number so we can do this again sometime but better."
"You thought that was your moment huh." She said laughing while taking my phone out my hand to type her number.
She handed it back and I looked at what she saved her name as Noelle🤩💋.
"Aight I'll hit your line shortly, let me get a hug."
She wrapped her arms around my neck as my hands rested on her back.
Once we started to release I slowly slid my hands down her ass before dropping my arms to my side.
"You ain't slick." She said smiling as I returned it and began walking backwards.
"Ima hit yo jack later on."
"Okay." She responded before opening her car door and getting in.

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