Dreams

Chapter 8

August

"Bruh, what is it now!" I sucked my teeth.

Rolling over in bed, I got my phone as it vibrated. Checking it, as usual it was a bunch of nothing. Putting it on silent, I rolled back onto my belly.

As I was about to fall asleep, there was a constant knocking on my door.

"Man what the fuck! Can't a nigga get some decent sleep!"

Laying there, hoping the person would eventually leave, not for anything they were.

"Somebody better be dying for this shit!" I got up annoyed.

Approaching the door, I snatched it open.

"What!"

Standing there, Chris had this look on his face.

"Nigga you know what time it is?"

"Time for your ass to be up." He walked in.

"What the hell do you want fool?" I closed the door behind him.

"I figured your ass would still be asleep so, being the good friend that I am, I came to show you this."

Turning his phone, it was a video of someone dancing.

"The hell is you showing me this for?" I scrunched up my face.

"Just keep watching." He smirked.

As I paid attention, I then heard it.

"Yasss Misty Yassss!!!"

"Did I just hear?"

"Yup!" He nodded with a smile. "Ole girl you followed on my page posted that last night. Apparently they in Atlantic City for the weekend."

Listening to him, I tapped on another video.

"Maggie stop recording me!" She huffed.

"Why? You're just so beautiful. Isn't she beautiful IG!"

Hugging her, they wete both now in the frame. Scrolling through, there were a couple more photos she posted. Going on to the nextfriend's page, she too had posted a video and couple photos.

"I still can't believe you're not on social media."

"It has never interested me honestly."

Smiling at how she didn't seem to care, I just shook my head and double tapped from Chris profile by accident.

"But on a real bro, she is mad talented where dancing is concerned."

"She is." I agreed.

"Think she'll be down to dance in one of my videos?"

Giving him my attention, I stared at him blankly.

"Not like that fool."

"Well Ion know. Ask her I guess."

"I'll hit up the friend who handles the club. Shit look like a dope place to shoot a video too."

Taking his phone, he typed up a message and hit send.

"There?"

"What you said?"

"I asked shorty if your girl dances professionally because she's dope and I want her in a video."

"Oh OK." I nodded as I got my phone.

"Is it OK if I hire your little girl friend August?" He smirked.

"Man shut up!" I pushed him.

Laughing, he continued to take shots at me.