girl, that’s my other brother, Onijae,” she said, nonchalantly shrugging.
“Oh okay,” I said, trying to play the shit off. On the inside, I was screaming though. I couldn’t believe the dude I had a crush on and thought I’d never see again, was my best friend’s brother.
I Never in a million years, would I think that I’d be seeing him again, especially not sitting across from me at my friend’s dinner table. When I looked back across the table, he was staring at me again. I immediately put my head down, grabbed my fork and began eating. I could already tell that this dinner was going to be eventful.
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Chapter 8
Onijae
I don’t know if it was fate or a mere coincidence that the girl I’ve been thinking about, was sitting across from me at my mother’s dinner table. At first, I thought I was tripping, but I’ve closed my eyes a few times, only to still see her sitting there. I had no idea that she and my little sister even knew each other, let along them being best friends. If that wasn’t the good Lord sending me another sign, then the stars must have been in alliance. I damn sure didn’t think that I was going to be seeing her in my parents’ house. I couldn’t wait until I was able to pull Tracy’s ass to the side. I needed to know how and why she didn’t tell me she had a friend this damn fine, and why is this the first time she’s come around.
I didn’t mean to, but I found myself sitting at the table staring at her. Shorty was so beautiful and perfect to me. When she smiled, she showed off a cute set of dimples that I didn’t notice the first time. My heart swelled once her little sister hopped off my mother’s lap and went to sit on hers’. I could tell that they had this tight bond. She and my sister were so engrossed in whatever my mother was saying that she didn’t even bother to glance my way. I decided to redirect my vision somewhere else, and when I turned my head, I found Bianca staring at me. I tried to play the shit off, but I could tell that I was in deep shit. I was caught red-handed. I didn’t even sit there worrying my nerves. When I spotted my little sister getting up, I got up and followed behind her. Bianca was just going to have to wait until later to bitch and moan.
“What’s up, Tracy?” I asked, as I followed her to the living room.
“What do you want, Onijae? I’m sure your little girlfriend is probably looking for you,” she said, sounding as if she had a bad taste in her mouth. My little sister didn’t like my girlfriend and vice versa, that was no secret. That’s why I made sure never to leave them in each other’s presence. I didn’t need shit popping off. I already knew how my little sister could get and it’s sad to say, but Bianca wasn’t fucking with that. Tracy would straight fuck her up, because my brother and I made sure that Tracy could defend herself.
“I’m not worrying about her ass,” I said, waving her off. “What I’m more worried about is why you didn’t tell me you had a friend as fine and cute, as the one you got sitting at Ma’s dinner table.”
“I didn’t know I was supposed to be telling you about my friends,” she said, rolling her eyes.
“I didn’t say all that, with your smart ass. I said, why you didn’t tell me you had a friend as fine as Delaney is?”
“Nigga, how do you know her name? And don’t act like we didn’t see you staring at her at the table either. You need to watch the shit, before your girlfriend starts popping off at the mouth and we have to beat her ass in here.”
“Chill out, T street,” I said, calling her by the nickname we’d given her when she was a child.
“Boy, don’t be calling me that shit,” she said, frowning her face up. “Now
“Oh okay,” I said, trying to play the shit off. On the inside, I was screaming though. I couldn’t believe the dude I had a crush on and thought I’d never see again, was my best friend’s brother.
I Never in a million years, would I think that I’d be seeing him again, especially not sitting across from me at my friend’s dinner table. When I looked back across the table, he was staring at me again. I immediately put my head down, grabbed my fork and began eating. I could already tell that this dinner was going to be eventful.
* * *
Chapter 8
Onijae
I don’t know if it was fate or a mere coincidence that the girl I’ve been thinking about, was sitting across from me at my mother’s dinner table. At first, I thought I was tripping, but I’ve closed my eyes a few times, only to still see her sitting there. I had no idea that she and my little sister even knew each other, let along them being best friends. If that wasn’t the good Lord sending me another sign, then the stars must have been in alliance. I damn sure didn’t think that I was going to be seeing her in my parents’ house. I couldn’t wait until I was able to pull Tracy’s ass to the side. I needed to know how and why she didn’t tell me she had a friend this damn fine, and why is this the first time she’s come around.
I didn’t mean to, but I found myself sitting at the table staring at her. Shorty was so beautiful and perfect to me. When she smiled, she showed off a cute set of dimples that I didn’t notice the first time. My heart swelled once her little sister hopped off my mother’s lap and went to sit on hers’. I could tell that they had this tight bond. She and my sister were so engrossed in whatever my mother was saying that she didn’t even bother to glance my way. I decided to redirect my vision somewhere else, and when I turned my head, I found Bianca staring at me. I tried to play the shit off, but I could tell that I was in deep shit. I was caught red-handed. I didn’t even sit there worrying my nerves. When I spotted my little sister getting up, I got up and followed behind her. Bianca was just going to have to wait until later to bitch and moan.
“What’s up, Tracy?” I asked, as I followed her to the living room.
“What do you want, Onijae? I’m sure your little girlfriend is probably looking for you,” she said, sounding as if she had a bad taste in her mouth. My little sister didn’t like my girlfriend and vice versa, that was no secret. That’s why I made sure never to leave them in each other’s presence. I didn’t need shit popping off. I already knew how my little sister could get and it’s sad to say, but Bianca wasn’t fucking with that. Tracy would straight fuck her up, because my brother and I made sure that Tracy could defend herself.
“I’m not worrying about her ass,” I said, waving her off. “What I’m more worried about is why you didn’t tell me you had a friend as fine and cute, as the one you got sitting at Ma’s dinner table.”
“I didn’t know I was supposed to be telling you about my friends,” she said, rolling her eyes.
“I didn’t say all that, with your smart ass. I said, why you didn’t tell me you had a friend as fine as Delaney is?”
“Nigga, how do you know her name? And don’t act like we didn’t see you staring at her at the table either. You need to watch the shit, before your girlfriend starts popping off at the mouth and we have to beat her ass in here.”
“Chill out, T street,” I said, calling her by the nickname we’d given her when she was a child.
“Boy, don’t be calling me that shit,” she said, frowning her face up. “Now
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