Ariana's POV
"Wassup Holli.""What do you want Michael."
"Damn, can't we have a decent conversation?"
"I'm busy."
I shifted my position in my chair. I'm at the library writing a essay. Now, Michael is annoying me to death.
"Writing?"
"Its called an essay."
"Nerd."
"Fuck you."
"I would love too. When do you want to do it?"
"Your disgusting."
He reached over & grabbed my hand. He held it. I looked up at him.
"What?"
"You?"
"What about me?"
"Your so beautiful."
"Stop it."
"I'm serious."
"Do your homework."
"Make me."
He placed his hand on my thigh. No, not again. Especially in a library. I removed his hand from my thigh.
"No, sir. Not in the library."
"We can go some where more quiet & private."
"You are irritating as fuck."
A whiff of cheap perfume hits my nose. I immediately know who it is.
"Hey love bugs."
"What do you want brandy?"
"I just want to talk to y'all" She said.
"We don't want you near us" Michael said.
"Darryl sweetie, how you doing" She asked.
Michael rolled his eyes & leaned back in his chair. His whole body language is a mood. She's over here batting her eyelashes in his face.
"Brandy you got somewhere to be?"
"No not really" She said.
She pulled up a chair & sat beside Michael. I shook my head & went back to writing my essay.
"So Darryl, there's a party going on down the block behind the corner store. I was wondering if your going tonight" She asked.
Michael put his arm around my shoulders.
"If I'm going, she's coming with me" He said.
Brandy frowned in disappointment. She was really hoping he would go by himself. Damn, her hopes fail.
"Okay, fine" She said.
She got up from her seat.
"See ya tonight Darryl" She said.
She winked at him & walked away. I scoffed & rolled my eyes. That girl is something else.
"That's pathetic."
"Its funny."
"You really going to that party?"
"No, are you?"
"No, it'll probably be boring."
"Let's crash it."
"You serious?"
"Yeah me & you."
"Okay."
Wow, crashing a party with Michael Jackson. This is going to be fun.