Mixed Signals Page #39

 

"High school." Mya said still looking down. 

 

"Yea, I see. Can you still dance?" 

 

"Huh?" Her eyes shot up.  

 

"I see a lot of dance pictures of you.." I noticed her demeanor change. 

 

"Oh, yea, I used to." She took a bite out of her hot pocket. I gazed at a picture of her doing the splits. Damn........  

 

"Can you still dance though?" I asked again. 

 

"Yea.. I mean I haven't in a few months... More than a few actually." She said softly. 

 

"Why haven't you?" I wondered. 

 

She just shrugged, I could tell dance meant a lot to her. 

 

"I told myself I would be back in the studio next semester. I've applied for the class. I just didn't have enough money to pay for it this semeter."  

 

"That's good, I like how determained and dedicated you are." I said.  

 

"Thanks." She smiled and looked at a small flashcard. 

 

"I could help pay if you'd like," I offered not wanting her to deny me. 

 

"That's nice of you. But I couldn't take that from you." She denied me. 

 

"My offer always will stands.." I said. 

"Thank you Dre." 

 

"Do you need help?" I asked. 

 

"Do you want to help?" She asked back. 

 

"Yea, so how many more exams do you have?" 

 

"One, This is the last one, thank God." She raised her hands up.  

 

"You been doing good on your other ones?" 

 

"I believe so."  

 

She handed me a stack of index cards with hard ass words on them, some I could barely pronounce. But Mya on the other hand was getting them correct. Spelling and definition. This is sexy. She is sexy , a lil school girl. In 30 minutes we went through more words and she later told me it was a hundred words.  

 

"Another round??" I asked her. 

 

"Oh hell no. It's time to relax." She packed up her belongings, leaving the flashcards out. 

 

"Come here then." She came and laid her head on my lap and looked up at me. "What's on your mind babe?" I asked. 

 

"How much I appreciate you." She spoke.  

 

"That's wassup, you know I'm here for you." 

 

"Yes I know. What's on your mind?" 

 

"How much I wanna see you dance," I said honestly. 

 

"You can see one day." She shrugged. 

 

"I'll keep that in mind. What time does your class start tomorrow?" 

 

"11:
30" 

 

"Okay.." We sat in silence for a moment.. I felt my dick getting hard and I didn't know what to do or say. 

 

"Come on.." She started to take her clothes off and I just watched until she was naked, Then I stripped. We got back in bed and spoke no words. We both knew and wanted what the other wanted.  

 

I planned on taking it slow tonight. 

 

Chapter Thirty-Six 

 

 

Mya’s P.o.v 

 

                       

 

The next morning I woke up to the smell of bacon. I turned over to look at the clock it was 8:52 . A smile spread across my face as I thought about the night before. Dre was so gentle with me. So passionate. I sat up on the bed and hated the feel of the air outside of my cover. I wanted  to crawl back into bed but I knew I couldn’t. I decided to go straight into my shower instead of speaking to Dre first.  

 I stepped out of my shower at 9:15, I brushed my teeth and walked back into my bed room to get dressed. Hoping Dre wouldn’t walk in and see. Lord knows what he would do. I slipped on my bra and panties  and a white tank for my undershirt. Heading to my closet I pulled a grey hoodie. Reached in my drawer and pulled out some black nike leggings. I got dressed and found some black tennis shoes. Instead of styling my hair I just threw it in a neat bun. 

 Heading to the kitchen my stomach growled and I was grateful for Dre again.  

 “Well, hello there sexy “ I spoke to his back as he scrambled some eggs. He turned to me and showed his sexy smile. 

 “Good Morning baby” 

 “Morning , “  I spoke back. 

 “You look nice.”  

 “So do you ..” I said in a whisper before I could stop myself. 

 “What you say ?” 

 “I said Thank you.” Looking around I saw that he made pancakes, bacon, hash browns and is finishing the eggs. My stomach ran laps and I was ready to dive in. “All this for me?” 

 “Yes ma’am. You know what they say about eating a good breakfast on test day.” 

 “Aww thank you Dre.” 

 “My pleasure.” 

 He made a plate with everything on it and sat it in front of me. Then made his and sat beside me. He grabbed my hand and started to say grace. My admiration for him was growing by the minute. 

 “Lets eat.” 

 I cut up my pancakes and pour syrup over them.  

 After breakfast it was 10:15 and time to head out. 

 “I’ll drop you off,” he said was I was reaching for my keys. 

 “Alrighty” 

 I threw my backpack over my shoulder and grabbed my stack of flash cards. We walked out to his car. 

 “How about you drive?” He asked and took my backpack and sat it on the backseat. Then grabbed the flash cards. “And I’ll read these to you. Do some last minute studying.” 

 “Smart,” I went to the other side.  

 On the way there we studied and studied and ya know.. studied. It all came in handy though as I cruised through the test without any problem. Multiple choice and short answers.. 72 questions. It took me about a hour to finish and score a 98% 

 

                       

 

That Saturday , Novermber 16th 

 

                       

 

My 24th BIRTHDAY !!!!! 

 

                       

 

It was currently 9:45 and I was walking in to the shop for my 10:00 hair appointment. I have my phone, which was already blowing up, my purse and my hair. I opened the door and a bell signaled my entry. I was welcomed by my stylist, Kayia. 

 “Happy Birthday girl” 

 “Thank you Kayia.” I swung my arm around her into a one arm hug. She was setting up to fix me up for my day. I sat in her chair and looked up at the tv. I’m excited about the surprises Dre has for me. This morning at 8 , I woke up to a box, which had my birth stone necklace in it from Tiffany & Co. Then I walked into the kitchen to a hot breakfast plate from Denny’s, but no Dre. 

 “So girl you wanted to dye some of your hair honey blonde?” 

 “Yes,” I spoke ready for a quick change.  

THDAY !!! Haha.  

 She work pretty fast so one hour in she was done coloring.  

 Now it’s 11:20 and my line was starting to get hype with birthday calls, voicemails, text messages, and instagram mentions. I’m feeling the love. By 12:00 my hair was ready to be curled. I was completely in love, feeling myself type sh*t.  

 “So you want some curls right?” 

 “Yes,”  

 She got right on it and by 1:15 I was walking out of there.  

 “Thank you for hooking me up girl ,” I looked in the mirror and looked at my hair. The curls were so pretty and bouncy. I pulled out two hundred dollars and handed it to Kayia. She started reaching for change to give back to me. 

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