Adonis & Jaz - 2. Chapter 2: Tour Guide

I wake up from my nap and see that it's 6:30 pm. I rub my eyes, stretch, and change into a beater and basketball shorts. I head downstairs hoping that mom was preparing dinner because I was starving. As I head downstairs toward the kitchen I'm immediately slapped in the face with the scent of fried chicken. Hell yeah!!! She's making my favorite meal!!! My mom can throw down in the kitchen. It kinda makes me not wanna go away to college because I will miss her cooking so much. I walk in the kitchen and my mom is bent over taking out the cornbread. This woman is too much with all that butt. Glad to know that I didn’t all my genes from her.

She looks over at me smiles, and motions for me to come towards her. “Hey, Donna. How was your first day of school?” She straight kisses me on the forehead.

Ugh, I hated when she called me Donna. It makes me feel like a preschooler.
“It was alright. Same as usual.”

She stops and looks at me for a moment. Seemingly just staring at me as if putting two and two together “Every year I ask you this same question and you always give me that same answer. Why is that?"

As I grab the plates to set up the table I took notice that gram’s initials on the side of it. “I mean, that's what it is every year. The same first day of school issues. Nothing really changes.” Also double checking the napkins dispenser, hot sauce bottle, and placing our glasses.

“Ok honey, if you say so. Oh, your friend JaQuan came by today and asked for you, but I told him you were upstairs sleeping.” As soon as she mentions his name, I roll my eyes and my mood suddenly changes. Why is this nigga coming by my house? I guess he doesn't understand the fact that I'm through with him.

My mom picked on my attitude instantly.“Baby, I know he hurt you, but you can't hold that against him forever. Things happen for a reason. You need to learn how to forgive. It's not good to hold a grudge.” This woman knows me so well it’s scary sometimes. My mom was right, but I really wasn't trying to hear that.

That nigga hurt me so bad, and I'm still mad at him for what he did to me. “I guess you're right mom. I will try speaking with him tomorrow.” I wasn't ready to forgive him just yet.

“That atta boy, now go get your sister and get her washed up. Dinner will be ready in a few.”

Little did she know that JaQuan wouldn’t receive anything from me so long as I breathe. I kiss my mom on the cheek and get my little sister for dinner. I walk in her room, and her eyes are glued to the TV set. Spongebob was her favorite tv show.

“Crissy, what are you watching?”

“I'm watching Spongebob.”

One thing about my little sister Cristina is to never bother while she was watching tv. She gets into her own little zone and will have a little diva attitude if you bother her. “Oh really? Well, let's go downstairs and get something to eat.”

She turned to me with a shimmer in her eye “Dinner time?”

Grinning back at the look on her “Yeah big head, dinner time.” I love this little lady.

“Yaaaay!!!” She shouts hopping off the bed and runs out the room and as I watched her zoom toward the dining room, I just shake my head and laugh.

For a 5-year-old, she has a lot of energy and is pretty smart for her age. She will be starting kindergarten next week. I make my way to the kitchen and prepare to eat the meal my mom prepared for us. Our family is small. I have my little sister Cristina, and my older brother Anthony who is currently attending Florida State University. Paul left my mom when I was younger, so she's been raising us ever since. She’s been the bedrock of this family. My siblings have the same dad, however, I had a different one. I’m told I look like my father with my ginger hair. Even, that I have his eyes. I never pushed my mother into revealing who he was or bring him into my life. It seemed he wasn’t interested in us.

After finishing my meal, put my plate in the dishwater and head back upstairs to my room. My phone vibrates and it's a text message from JaQuan. I want to ignore it, but I'm curious to see what he has to say. Adonis, I'm sorry for hurting you. Just give me a chance to explain what happened. You can't avoid me forever.

I roll my eyes at the message. How dare he ask for another chance when I gave him plenty of chances before. He fucked up and now he's gotta deal with it. I open the text message again and decide to respond. The number you are trying to reach is out of service. Please try again later.

That should give him a hint. I laugh and put my phone on the nightstand. It vibrates again. I grab my phone and of course, this hot mess gave a speedy response. Oh it's like that now? It surely is I thought to myself.

Quan the Heartbreaker: Oh so u can't respond?

I surely can’t. Now, if only you could get that I can go about the rest of my evening in peace.

Quan the Heartbreaker: It's cool, you'll come around eventually. I know you miss me lil nigga

I look at the last message he sent. I do miss him a little bit, but I'm not sure if I wanna give him another chance. As I'm about to put my phone back on the nightstand, I get a text from Mya. Hey sus, wassup?

I had replied with the screenshots messages that JaQuan sent me not to long ago. And I continued by adding. Laying here and watching JaQuan blow up my phone

Kamya: Omg, are you serious?

Adonis: Hell yeah, that boy just doesn't know when to quit.

Kamya: Adonis, I don't know why you acting like that. You know good and damn well you still have feelings for him. It would explain why you haven’t blocked him, honey.

Okay, she may have a point. There was a time that I would have let all this get swept under the rug. When I was forgiving and rarely held or any grudge with Quan, however, the kindness and sympathetic nature I once show is just embers from that bright flame from long ago. After a small sigh, I responded with I want to, but I just can't for some reason. He did me wrong, so many times and I'm through giving him chances. He was way past 3 strikes.

Kamya: So do you wanna get back with him?

I rolled over in bed readjusting my position getting comfortable again. I didn’t even hesitate with dropping the dead emoji. That’s a not even possible. I gotta prepare not only myself but the team for the big bang of our final year of high school.

Adonis: Hell no. I'll walk in a field of glass before I take him back

Kamya: Damn Don, it's like that? Well since you feel that way, can I have him?

I couldn’t help but crack a smile. This girl right here is a fool. I think I should send the tidal wave emoji for good measure. I soon after that she sent me several emoji supporting the signs that she’s a freak and has a wild side.

Adonis: Kamya you a mess. I'm not supporting this!! What about your boo Demetri?

Kamya: Ohhh Don, don't get me started. You know I have it bad for him

Adonis: Have you even talked to him yet?

Mya had sent an audio message this time so I plug-in my earpods then, mashed play “Yeah, in my mind I did. We talked about everything under the sun. We're about to start dating soon, but he doesn't know it yet.” I busted out laughing as she was simultaneously doing the same on the recording. My girl a fool and I love it. The audio soon ended and I had wiped the tear from my eye.

Adonis: Bitch, you a hot mess.com. I can't deal with you

Kamya: Adonis, you know you loooove me.

I laugh at Mya and we continue to talk on the phone for a few hours. We eventually decide to hang up the phone and talk to each other tomorrow.

My alarm clock blares at 7 am the next morning. For some reason, it seems like it was louder than it was yesterday. I hit the snooze button, sit up and stretch. I walk to the bathroom to prepare for a shower and continue my morning routine. I get dressed and head out the door to pick Mya up. After waiting 10 minutes, I was gonna pull off. As soon as I put the car in drive, here comes Kamya strutting out the house doing a princess wave. I swear this girl is a too much. She steps in the car and she sees that I'm staring at her.

“Boy, what the hell are you staring at?” She eyed me back with disgust

I know she knows what I’m talking about. That was just strange. “Yo fool ass!!! What the hell was that all about??”

Her face brights up “Oh you talking about my wave?? Honey, the queen has to prepare her entrance for her subjects.” with that smile just plastered on her face as if she believed it herself. I did wish for extraordinary friends so I’m not complaining.

I did, however, give Mya a hot serving of the "bitch please" look. This motherfucker right here. Ugh!! She makes me so sick it’s coffin worthy some days.

“Whateva boy. You're such a hater!!!” She shouted displaying a pouty face

I laugh at her and continue driving to school. Almost immediately after arriving we step out the car and go our separate ways. I'm on my way to my homeroom class and when I spot Jaz stepping in the classroom just before I come up on the water fountain. I walk in the class and lock eyes with Jaz. I smile at him and take a seat next to Zek. He gives me a head nod and I give him one back.

He looked me then at Jaz and back to me “Yo, wassup with ole boy?” He curiosity soon grew as I couldn’t get Zek to change the subject or distances myself from Zek’s assault

“Who-”

“You know who, that chocolate bar over there with the dreads.” He had cut me off seeing through my plans on stalling him. As soon as he mentions Jaz, I start grinning. Zek calls him over. Jaz looks over at us and sits near us. As Jaz sits down, he flashes that smile at me. Zek introduces himself and Jaz greets everyone.

“So are you new here bruh? I've never seen you before.” Zek always skips homeroom, so he missed the ‘getting to know you session’ yesterday.

“Yeah, I just moved here from New York a couple of months ago.”

“Oh, that's wassup.” Jaz and Zek continue their conversation and I notice Jaz keeps giving me these looks. Not mean mugging, but that "boy I wanna fuck you right now" kinda look.

“You guy’s school is a lot bigger than mine was. I was completely lost yesterday.”

“Adonis knows the campus pretty well. Maybe he can be of assistance?” He looks at me and I couldn’t figure out what to do but I could feel my face heating up

“Yeah, I could use a tour guide. You wouldn’t mind, right?” Jaz smiled at me with that alluring look on his face and my words soon became lost for a moment. Despite my nerves being a train wreck I pulled myself back together

“Y...Y-Yeah, um, I'll be happy to show you around.” I could definitely feel myself blushing.

Zek looks at me and laughs to himself. This is my nightmare and one flaw that I can’t control nor hide. Stuttering. It’s my clear giveaway that I'm crushing on someone. And obviously, Ezekiel sees this as pure entertainment.

“Cool, Adonis. I'll meet you after class and you can show me around.” I turn away from Jaz to get control of the situation. I’m not going to let that slip out again hopefully. I shall not let the stutters win this one.

“Uhh sure, t-t-that's cool. Real cool. Yeah, cool.”

However, it was too late. I clearly lost that one and probably going to be like this for a while. Zek continues laughing and I put my head down in embarrassment. Mr. Frazier eventually walks in class and starts handing out forms about the clubs and activities in school. As he's still talking I notice Jaz wink at me. Damn, he is so fine. The bell rings and Jaz waits for me to leave the classroom.

He stood there smirking at me “Let's do this thing tour guide.”

I immediately get nervous and prepare to show my future husband around.