7

if there was one thing i hated a lot, it was looking stupid. and that was exactly what caleb had me doing. he had me thinking i was the only one he was talking to when he had like five other bitches he was all up in they faces.

including lori.

omar had been the one to tell me that he had seen caleb out with her and they had looked like they was fucking with each other. i was mad as hell the whole day after he told me.

and then he had come over to my work talmbout paying for someone to do her nails. and then when he and pree'd me, he had come over talmbout how he had been thinking bout us.

(to pree somebody means to see somebody

that only got me mad even more.

not because he was out with some other bitch but because lori? he had me waiting for a goddamn text back while he was living his best life with lori?

hell nah.

"you not gon' say nun'?" caleb asked, making me look up from my phone.

"whatchu want me to say?" i responded, going back to texting with ace.

"so you just gon' be cold to a nigga? i thought we had sum'"

"where?" i raised an eyebrow at him and he smacked his lips.

"this how you really doing me?"

"boy get on witcho dramatic ass" i sucked my teeth, turning away from him.

"remember this" he threatened.

"write it down, take a picture. ion give a fuck" i rolled my eyes.

i wasn't about to waste my time on a nigga like this. i already had a lot on my plate and i didn't need him adding to it.

"whatever mane" he shook his head and walked out of the salon, lori, as confused as she was, behind him.

"girl i was wondering when you was gon' stop fucking with him" day-day spoke up as she did somebody's hair. "that nigga wasn't doing nun' but wasting your time"

"right like i was just gonna say sum' bout that" serenity said, filing her nails. "and he really a- oh my god y'all hide me" she suddenly stopped talking.

"what is it this time?" kimali asked, a hand on her hip.

one thing i noticed about serenity was that she was really dramatic about everything. she always turned everything into a big deal. but she was funny too.

"oop. don't look now but that fineass nigga quincy coming over and y'all know how serenity feel about him" linda told them and they all hummed in agreement.

"but ain't you like three years older?" trina questioned.

"so?"

"okay then" she mumbled, going back to her client.

i was confused as hell cause i didn't know no quincy. i been working here for like a week and i ain't never heard of no quincy.

then suddenly, the door opened and a nigga walked in with a cute lil girl who had her hair in a ponytail.

he looked familiar too. really familiar. i could swear that i seen him before.

that was when it clicked.

he was that guy from that one time i was in the corner store with ace. and i gotta say he was even finer than he had been then.

"hey quincy" serenity purred and he waved at her. "whatchu doing here?"

"i brought lil rae to do her hair" he answered, walking up to the front desk, where i was, with the lil girl.

"that's so cute" serenity awed and we all raised an eyebrow at her.

"mind y'all business" she snapped.

"yeah we wou- i know you from somewhere?" he asked me.

"nah ion think s-" i tried to deny but he cut me off.

"yo kenzo?" he said my name and my eyebrows furrowed.

how the fuck he know my name?

"do i know you?"

i found it really disturbing when a stranger knew my name. it made me feel like i was being stalked or followed or some shit.

"mane" he smacked his lips. "it's me quay" he revealed and my eyes widened.

"deadass?" i asked, shocked.

and here i was thinking that quay was gon' be some ugly ass nigga. he texted like he was ugly.

"y'all two know each other?" day-day questioned.

"kinda" i answered.

-

"nah nah nah cause no. how you gon' tell me you ain't never heard of brent faiyaz?" i asked quincy.

after he had gotten his little sister's hair done, he had offered me a ride home and i was already about to clock out so i jumped on it. plus it was better than walking anyway.

to say i was beyond shocked that quincy didn't even know who brent faiyaz was would be an understatement. even jared's dumb ass played his shit from time to time.

so how did he not know who he was?

"he like a upcoming rapper or sum'? what's his soundcloud? i'm finna check him out later" he said and my mouth dropped.

"you know what? stop the car. imma walk the rest of the way" i told him, pulling on the door handle.

"mane stop being so extra" he rolled his eyes.

"no because how you don't know brent faiyaz? it's BRENT!" i yelled.

"aye don't be getting too loud. lil rae rae in the back sleeping" he reminded me of his sister who had fallen asleep in the back of the car.

"right. my fault. but whatchu listening to if it ain't brent?"

"iono. random shit. you know, melly, dababy, roddy ricch, lil baby. shit like that" he answered.

okay i had to admit, he had good taste in music. even if he didn't know who brent was.

"okay you valid" i said, nodding.

"whatever. where i'm finna pull up?" he asked and i just noticed that we was on my street.

"oh. that's me right there" i told him, pointing at my house.

"okay then". he slowly drove up and pulled into my driveway, stopping the car.

"thanks mane. i appreciate i-"

"wait hol' on" he cut me off, stopping me from getting out the car. "if i text you later, you gon' leave me on read again?"

i mean it really all depended on what and when he texted me but i was just gonna play along.

"nah" i shook my head, smirking a bit.

"then imma text you later" he decided, licking his lips.

"okay then". i slowly got out the car and waved one last time before walking up the front steps.

just then my phone buzzed and i pulled it out of my pocket as i opened the door.

it was text from omar.

omar

i see u

-6:23pm

seen

i totally forgot that he lived right across from me.

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