Four's Game (SEU, #1) [ SAMPLE + UNEDITED FULL VERSION]

UNEDITED VERSION [ 13 ] tutor girl *

"Are you listening to me?" I whined to Trey.

I knew he wasn't listening to me. He was more focused on peeling his tangerine than helping me out with my situation.

The weekend flew by but the situation with Tosha and her dad was still weighing heavy on me. I decided to extend my concerns to Trey, needing brotherly advice as he was the second closest person I could talk to, my cousin Vinny being the first. But I didn't want to bring this topic of conversation to a high school kid, I needed someone with more experience.

He continued to peel his tangerine, nonchalantly, barely paying me any attention. "You've been bitching and pacing around the kitchen for some time now, rambling about a girl I don't even know."

I threw my hands in defeat. "You do know her! One of Jasmine's friends, they came to our last party."

I got his attention with that. He raised his eyebrow at me. "The two black girls? Man you're trying to get with your first black chick? Why didn't you tell me this before? I got a cousin who's down with the swirly shit. She won't even be scared if you pull out your shrimp for the first fuck." He went back to his stupid tangerine.

"What?" I made a face at him. He was poking my temper. "First off, I've been with black girls before and I'm probably packing more pipe than you. But I don't need to boast. Ask around about me, Trey." I turned away from him, hearing his chuckles in the background but all I could focus on was the sounds of chaos running through my head. I started to pace around the kitchen again. "And would you put the fucking tangerine down so you can give me actual advice!"

"It's a fucking mandarin!"

"They're the same fucking thing!" I put emphasis on my words just as he did to his.

"A tangerine is a type of mandarin. So all tangerines are mandarins but not all mandarins are tangerines." The breakdown of his classifications of fruits wasn't relevant to me. He shook his head, his dreads shaking from the flow of the action. "This girl must really be doing a number on you. Haven't seen you this agitated since your dad used to do those random monthly visits."

That was a topic that I wouldn't speak on.

He continued on. "But alright, I'm listening. So the tutor girl is the girl with the curly hair that came with Jas to the party with her other friend with the braids."

"Correct."

"And you have a crush on tutor girl--"

I cut him off. "I don't have a crush on her, I want to fuck her."

Trey popped a piece of his mandarin in his mouth, smirking to me while he chewed. "You're coming to me for advice on a girl, Four, admit that you have a crush on her. I don't blame you, black girls are the holy grail, they give you a different experience." He closed his eyes in such remembrance I almost snapped. But I kept it under wraps.