Flight 1

Chapter 23

*Kayla POV

I had a sleepless night. On top of Donte's ass, I had bad dreams, and flashbacks throughout the night. I probably only got five hours of sleep.

I made my way to the bathroom, to shower and brush my teeth. I looked in the mirror, fixing my hair a bit. I ran my fingers through it. I've been thinking about dying it back to black.

I walked out and went down the stairs, were I saw Donte sitting on the couch, talking on the phone.

"Who was that?" I asked, as he put his iPhone in his pocket.

"My ma." He said.

I nodded.

                 I went in the kitchen and ate a bowl of cereal. As I was done washing the bowl, Donte came walking towards me.

"You look nice." He said, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Nothing special." I said, removing his arms.

"What's up wit' you?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows as if nothing happened last night.

I shook my head. "I have to go, I'll be back in about an hour." I said, grabbing my keys and closing the door before he could reply.

(Kayla now has her drivers license, just stick with it, Lol.)

I went in Donte's car, put the key in, and pulled off. I need some time to myself once in a while. I drove to the hair salon to fix up my hair. This honey color is getting old.

The bell rung as soon as I opened the door.

"Oh, hey girl!" Reagen yelled across the salon, walking towards me. She works here. (Remember Reagen from the movies?)

"Hey." I said, giving her a quick, one armed hug. I haven't seen her since Dlo hooked up.

"Why'd you show up?" She said.

"I wanted to dye my hair..." I said.

She walked me over to sit at a hair chair thing.

"What are you thinking, red, or maybe pink." She said, fiddling in my curly blonde hair.

I widened my eyes. "No, please." I laughed. "I want it back to black." I said, simply.

"Aight, once you go black, you never go back!" She laughed. I smiled, she's crazy. 

She put a plastic wrap over it, and while we waited, we had a conversation.

"So, how are you and Dlo doing?" She asked, smiling.

I rolled my eyes. "Were not together anymore."

"Why?" She asked.

"He can't keep a relationship, with one girl." I said.

She nodded, not wanting to take it any further.

"Girl, your too pretty to be single now." She asked.

"I'm not, actually. I'm with Donte." I smiled. Her mouth dropped.

"You fuckin with his best friend! Girl..." She shook her head.

I laughed.

"Its not really like that."

"I saw it coming, but then I had my doubts."

"I never really saw it coming, but I guess."

After about 20 minutes, she finished up. She blower dried it, then straightened it. She turned me to the mirror so I could see.

I thanked her, and left. She did not charge me. I went back into the car and drove home.

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*Donte POV

I sat on the couch, waiting for Kayla to get home. She was out for about 3 hours, not even telling me were she went.

I sighed, and pulled out my phone, about to text her. She walked in the door, with her hood over her head.

"Wear were you?" I asked.

"Out." She said, rolling her eyes.

"What's wrong with you? You acting real bitchy today." I said, walking in front of her. 

"I'm a bitch? Real fucking mature to say!" She yelled. I screwed up my face.

"I said you're acting like it, damn. Calm the fuck down."

"I don't want to talk to you right now, okay?" She said, pushing past me. She went upstairs and left me standing there. Females...

"What is wrong with you?" I said, walking in her room without knocking.

"Donte, you never even apologized to me." She said.

"What do I need to apologize about! I ain't do shit, but your trippin'." I ran my hand across my head.

She looked surprised. "You know what, just forget about it." She shook her head.

"Aight, I'm sorry, I guess for, being rude?" I said. I still don't get what I did, but if it satisfies her, I'll apologize.

"Okay." She said.

"Don't get jealous over some damn waitress." I laughed, walking towards her.

"No ones jealous." She smiled.

"Aight. Why are you wearing that hood in the house?" I asked, reaching for it, trying to take it off.

"Stop!" She said, backing away.

"What?" I said, confused.

"Baby, don't be mad." She smiled.

"Why would I be mad?" I asked. She took her hood off and revealed her old hair color.

"I think it looks better." She said.

"Shit bae, you look sexy." I said, kissing her.

She blushed.

"I remember when you came to school the next day, with your hair blonde and shit." I laughed.

"You didn't like it blonde?" She asked.

"I did, but I like you for yourself."  I said.

"Boy, shut up." She laughed. "Gimmie a kiss." She said, poking out her pink lips. I gently kissed her, but she deepened it.

*Kayla POV

After a few minutes of kissing, Donte picked me up, layed me on the bed, and put me on top of him. Our tongues danced as we kissed. I pulled away, and pulled his bottom lip with me.

I looked in his eyes and smiled.

"What'chu wearing these small ass shorts for?" He smiled, resting his hands on my ass.

"For my boyfriend." I said, reaching for another kiss.

He pulled my hoody off, I only wore a bra underneath. He started kissing and sucking down my neck, to my chest, leaving hickies.

"Mmm...." I moaned as his soft lips rubbed against my skin. Shit, I never got a hickey before.

                                     He flashed a white smile and kissed me again. He pulled down my shorts, and rubbed my area. "Shit, Donte..." I breathed out. We continued kissing.

"You ready?" He asked.

I looked in his eyes. Shit, nigga got me wet and I'm still iffy. "Uh." I paused for a minute. "Yes baby." I smiled wide.

"You sure?" He reassured me.

"Yes bae!" I said. He laughed and pulled his shirt off.

(You know what happened next.... ;)..)