Victoria
When I wake up I see y/n still passed out and I flash a small smile. I didn't intend on this happening especially me going back to her house for a sleepover. Yesterday when we got the tickets Ari and I just thought it'd be something different to do since we've never been to one. When I saw her I melted into the ground like I couldn't stop staring. The gold jersey against her perfect skin tone, the blinding white teeth, and the hair with the perfect curl pattern. How could you not stare? Like bitch is you blind because she's easy on the eyes
"You're staring" I hear and my eyes go wide and she wakes up
"I was just wondering how someone could snore like that" I say coming up with a lie quickly
"Cut the cap don't nobody snore" she says laughing and damn how does her laugh sound like a melody
"How you know if you sleep" I ask her
"Because I'm too pretty to snore and if I do they small" she says
"Yea yea whatever so what do you have to do today" I ask
"He gave us the day off so I ain't got nothing to do what about you" she asks
"I was going to go to the studio and work on some music" I say
"Oh for real you working on an album or just a song" she asks
"My album" I say "you can come if you want" I say
"Ooo bet let me see if I can fit you into my very busy schedule" she says and I roll my eyes as her phone rings "hey mommy" she says and I'm like ooo she's a big baby. I get up and go to the bathroom while she talks to her mom or mommy I guess
"Hey you got a spare toothbrush" I ask when she comes in the bathroom
"Yeah check that bottom drawer" she says and I pull it out and see one. I grab it and start brushing my teeth "do you need clothes" she asks
"I just need a shirt I'm going to put my shorts on from last night" I say
"Well that dresser in there is all shirts so you can go in there" she says and I nod my head and walk to it and find one of her Lakers long sleeves and put on my shorts. The shirt surpasses my shorts so I tuck in a lil bit into my shorts on the side and my forces
"You wanna get some food" I ask and she looks at me
"Duhhhh what we eating" she asks
"Wanna do street tacos, I know a good food truck" I say
"Let's do it I love food trucks" she says grabbing her wallet and keys and we walk out. She helps me in and gets in on her side
"So where are you from" I ask just trying to get a better idea of who she is
"Houston" she says and that makes sense with her accent, I knew it was southern but I couldn't put my finger on it
"Any siblings" I ask
"One older sister" she says "what about you where are you from" she asks
"Georgia" I say
"Ok Georgia peach makes sense but your last name is Monet that ain't southern" she says and I laugh
"Yeah my dad is black and my mom is French" I say
"Oh that's live my parents just black with they boring asses they could've gave me some foreign" she says and I giggle and roll my eyes playfully giving her directions on where to go "it's cool though because I be knowing the French Ight? It's like check this oui oui, I'm basically bilingual" she says and it sounded awful but A+ for effort
