Jamila pov It's been about three days since pac had asked me out to dinner. I was debating on it since it was finally the start of the weekend, "girl you should call him and go what the big deal?" zaila questioned. "I don't know z he probably has many bitches to go out to dinner with" I added.
" You never know but call the man and give him an answer," she said as she walked off into the kitchen of our shared apartment. if you didn't know me and z been tight since I stood up for her while some boys picked on her in pre-k, ever since that we stood up for each other.
I waited a couple of minutes then grabbed the piece of paper that had pacs number written down on it, I then walked to the kitchen where the phone was connected to the kitchen wall, and dialed his number. I heard the phone ring as I watched zaila eat her noodles then I heard the phone pick up "hey ma you finally decided to call a nigga" pac said
I laughed as I said " yeah... well I made a decision, I will go out to dinner with you". " alright ma tomorrow at 7 pm be ready bye baby girl" he says as I roll my eyes at the name he used. "bye" I say back as I hang up the phone.
"That's my bitch go get yo future husband" z laughs. "if you don't stfu" I spit back as I take her bowl of noodles and take a bite. "give me back my noodles" she yells as she takes it back. I just keep laughing, "we're too funny," we say at the same time and laugh even harder.
____________________________ March 18th, 1991 3 pm
Jamila pov
Zaila and I were at the mall buying a whole bunch of outfits, but I kept my eye mostly on the dresses to see which one I wanted to wear to dinner tonight. "ouu Mila look at this dress" zaila said as she pointed out to this blue body con dress.
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"That's so fucking cute!"I say as I grab it from the rack. "I think we're done unless you don't have shoes to wear with it," zaila said. "I have these sparkly flats at home," I say, we walk to the checkout and paid for our stuff then drove back to our apartment.
we put all our stuff away, "let me do your hair girl" z says. she walks over to me and touches my hair. after about an hour and a half, she was halfway done straightening my hair, "if you don't hurry up honestly I shouldn't even be putting this much thought into this it's just a regular dinner" I added. _______________________ 7 pm
Jamila pov
I had just finished getting ready I didn't too much makeup because I didn't want to make it seem like I was throwing myself at him. I walked into my room where the suitcase was because I'm doing a couple of shows out of Oakland, I sprayed perfume on myself when I heard a knock at the door. I then hurried and put my sparkly sandals on, and went to open the door.
Tupacs Pov
I hopped out of the car and walked into her apartment building where a few other niggas with gats on em looking at me. I knocked on her door and waited a few seconds as I fixed my white shirt, when the door opened my jaw dropped. "Damn girl" is all that came out of my mouth then she laughed "I didn't do too much right," Jamila asked
"Nah girl you fine, we're gonna go to this nice restaurant right outta Oakland," I say as she follows me to my car. "alright that's cool," she says as she fixed her dress.
Jamila's pov
Tupac opens the door for me and I get in then he shuts in and runs to his side of his of the car. "ready to go" he says as he starts the car and drives out of my block.
________________________ 8 pm
Jamila pov
we had just sat down at our table and ordered our food. "so your 22?" Tupac asks "nope I'm 21" as I drink my margarita. "I ain't used to this nice shit" I added. "yeah me either I thought you liked nice places and shit so I heard about this place," Tupac said.
after a while we were eating and making jokes, and I can say I'm more comfortable with him. "yeah Oakland is my hometown but I'm leaving tomorrow for my next couple of shows in la and Huston" I say. "alright time for me to ask the questions, so why'd you ask me out to dinner if you barely know me?" I question at the end.
"well when we talked at the studio you made me interested in you so when I'm interested in a girl I ask them out and ion usually do that" he smiles. "okay changing this subject where are you from," I say changing the subject because I was nervous. "I was born in Harlem but I moved here when I was little so you know.." he trails off a bit
after that weird conversation, we talked about many other things about how we get down, how my hood is like a big family, our tours, and when we wanna start acting again.
___________________________ 10 pm
we had just made it to my place, and all I was thinking about is how I need to take off this fucking dress. "thanks for tonight I did need to get out of the house but next time we got to go to the club so I can dance" I laugh. "fo sho baby girl I had a good time too just let me know when your back again and we can go out" he says
we get up to the steps of my apartment and he kisses my cheek "goodnight baby girl" he says. "bye pac" I say back as I shut the door and smiled.
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-tupacsbm
this took fucking forever but yeah hope y'all like it
I didn't proofread it either just edited it when I saw a mistake popping out
