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"I would tell you to hurry your ass up.."  

 

                     

*When I got up to her room the door was open.. I just stared at her before actually saying something. My eyes went straight to her legs. They were still spread , and her fingers moved around. . I made a noise to get her attention. Her eyes shot up to my face.. 

 

 

 

Chapter Seven 

                                                   

Mya's P.o.v  

 

                           

I woke up this morning expecting to see Deontae next to me. But when I felt that he wasn't I got upset. I decided to peek out the window to see of I saw his Monte Carlo. No luck. I was furious. Well you're probably wondering why I'm mad. So I'll explain. For one, he told me he was coming home last night.. Home? Well not home Home..   but we've been staying together for a couple of months. So since were living together he shouldn't have to tell me which nights he'll be home.. Right? .. I'm laying in bed pissed. I was gone call him , but I'm not the B*tch to blow up a nigga phone so f*** that. 

 

                           4:45 p.m. 

 

                           

I flipped through channels on my couch just chilling. I still haven't called that nigga Tae. And I wasn't even mad anymore. He gone get his. My phone vibrated. I knew it wasn't Tae. When I looked at my phone I saw it was my girl TyAna.*  

 

                           

"Hello?"  

 

                           

"What's wrong wit you?"  

 

                           

"Nothing girl , wassup?"  

 

                           

"What you doing tonight?"  

 

                           

"Not sh*t."  

 

                           

"Damn you boring!"  

 

                           

"Shut up hoe. What yo wild ass have in mind?"  

 

                           

"I want to go out"  

 

                           

"Where?"  

 

                           

"I don't know , I just wanna get out this gotdamn house."  

 

                           

"I feel you."  

 

                           

"I talked to Shawna. She said dinner and drinks."  

 

                           

"Ooowwee , a bar and grill sound good."  

 

                           

"Yea , but I feel like shaking my ass"  

 

                           

"Lawwwwddd" I laughed hella loud. 

 

                           

"B*tch you laughing . I'm dead ass serious."  

 

                           

"Sh*t, I kinda do too but then I don't."  

 

                           

"Man you and Shawna lame as hell."  

 

                           

"But you f*** wit us tho"  

 

                           

"Hell yea!!"  

 

                           

"Aight then hush." We laughed together. 

 

                           

"Let's try something new.."  

 

                           

"Like what?"  

 

                           

"Umm... I heard "Sweeties Bar & Grill" had some good food.. But that's all the way out."  

 

                           

"Oh yea , that is a nice lil drive. What about that place downtown.. I think it's called "La Vida Loca" .. It's a bar and grill."  

 

                           

"Sounds good!! Meet at my house at 7."  

 

                           

"Aight bet." 

 

                           

5:
30  

 

                           

I decided to go ahead and get up because it's gone take me at least a hour and a half to get cute. I hopped in the shower with my pink shower cap and sung songs in my head. I got out twenty minutes later. I sat on my bed, dried off, and lotioned up. I stood looking into my closet. I heard a car pull up and peeped out the window and saw the black Monte Carlo, I just rolled my eyes. This nigga finna get on my nerves. I threw on some boy shorts and a strapless bra. I didn't want him to see me naked..I searched through my closet and pulled out a pink, tight fitting, long dress. I loved this dress because it fit so right. I put the dress on and headed back to my bathroom. 

 

                           

"Where you going?" *I heard Deontae say. This nigga has some nerve! I didn't answer I just pulled out my flat irons and curling wand and plugged them up. When I turned them on I pulled my hair out of my ponytail. All 24' inches of my hair fell down my shoulders and my back. I looked at my hair in the mirror and loved the way it looked. . My eyes drifted over and I noticed Deontae standing in the the doorway watching me. I looked back at my own reflection, parted my hair, and began flat ironing it. Rolling my eyes at him, he spoke.. 

 

                           

"Mya where you going?"  

 

                           

"It doesn't matter."   

 

                           

"What you mean?"  

 

                           

"Nothing."  

 

                           

"What's your problem?"  

 

                           

"I don't have a problem."  

 

                           

I curled my hair and blocked him out. I knew he was still talking but f*** him. 

 

                           

"Mya ! Answer my f***ing question!!"  

 

                           

Oh, this nigga wanna get loud. I just shut the bathroom door in his face and locked it. I finished my hair and loved the way it turned out. I looked at my reflection one last time then I left the bathroom. Tae wasn't in the room which was a good thing because I really don't wanna argue. I went to my closet and pulled out my sandals, went to the dresser and put on a bracelet and some earrings. I sprayed some perfume, swiped deodorant. I checked my phone then grabbed my purse and keys. When I got Downstairs Tae was on the couch smoking a blunt. He looked at me and he didn't even look mad. I walked past him and opened the front door. 

 

                           

"Have a nice time Mya." 

 Chapter Eight 

                                             

Mya's P.o.v 

 

                     

My girls and I stepped into "Viva La Loca" and eyes instantly flew on us and I was definitely feeling it. I looked sexy in my dress and my girl TyAna rocked a purple high low skirt, a tight black half shirt with some pretty ass black wedges. Her hair was styled in a simple high bun. All her real hair, by the way. My boo Shawna kept it simple and sexy. She rocked a black body suit with a camo jacket and dirty brown wedges. Her hair was a short bob with a dirty brown cap to finish her thuggish look. Tell us we ain't the sh*t and we'll put money on it! We look good. 

 

                     

"Good evening , would you ladies like a table or a seat up at the bar?" 

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