The Choreographer

Fourteen

April

I couldn't sleep because James was playing music. I glanced at the clock and it was 8:07. I am really tired because of yesterday.

I walked downstairs and heard him play 'Show Me' and he sanged along.

You remind me of something

I don't know what it is

You remind me of something

Girl you gotta show me

I walked towards the stereo and turned off the music. He stopped and slowly turned around scaring me.

"Why would you do that ?"

"Do you know what time it is ?"

"It's 8:00."

"People are trying to sleep. If you don't mind."

"Now it is time to wake up. Now wake up."

"Aight."

I walked back upstairs and took a shower. 10 minutes later, I hopped out.

I put on my boyshorts and my red spagetti strapped shirt and walked back downstairs.

I walked to the kitchen and was lifted up to the ceiling. Making me scared.

"Put me down."

"Not until you put on some clothes."

"I do have clothes on."

Red is James favorite color. So anytime I wear red, he would go crazy and treat me special.

"We don't have practice until 2. So I'm gonna make some breakfast."

"No no no. I'm going to."

"A'ight James. Don't burn down the house."

"Ha. Very funny."

James

I started to get busy in the kitchen. I made eggs, hashbrowns, pancakes, and bacon.

It did smell good. I went under the sink and grabbed a pan and swung it in the air. Making it smell all around the house.

April and Olivia came downstairs in a split second. I just chuckled lowly.

I made my plate and sat down. They made theirs and April sat down next to me and Olivia was on the other side on her phone, texting.

"Who you texting Liv ?" April asked.

"Nobody."

She was lying because her eyes kept twitching and her lip was quivering.

"Yea sure." I mumbled.

"Huh ?"

"Nothing."

"Oh ok."

I have a gut feeling that she is texting Khalil. But it is not my fault. Let April handle it.

April

I glanced at Olivia phone as she kept texting. It was Khalil. I slowly read the messages going back and forth.

Khalil- I'm sorry

-I am not.

Khalil- Please forgive me

- Ok. When can I see you

Khalil- How about tonight

-Ok.

Khalil-I love you

-Love you too

I snickered at their little conversation. I can't believe her just lying in my face. I decided to text James since I couldn't be loud.

-She texting Khalil

James- How you know

-I looked at her phone

James- Well that is too bad

-If he hits her again, that is not my problem.

James- But ain't she your bestfriend.

-No.

Olivia

I glanced at my outfit in the body mirror. I had on a dark pink dress with the ends flaired with my dark pink heels.

Khalil hit his horn signaling he was outside. I walked downstairs and all eyes were on me.

James had invited his friends over with April. She walked up to me and spun me around.

"I know Khalil was texting you. You shouldn't go on a date with him." and she spun around and sat down.

Shrugging it off, I walked outside and Khalil was on his car waiting for me. I walked up to him and gave him a hug.

"Ready to go ?"

"Yes."

I hopped in the car and we drove down to the restaurant. We ate and left. I thought I was going home but he took me in the wrong direction.

"Khalil, this is the wrong way to my house."

"I know. Since you wanna leave. You gotta pay."