Hello everyone, I am baaacckkk baby! The writer formerly known as Panache Commodity. So, it is a looonnngggg petty story about what happened to my old account and stories. I didn't think I would come back to this site ever again, let alone write another story. But I am back and hopefully I am here to stay lol. I am not trying to recreate Everything Comes With A Price, but this story will have similar parallels particularly the first couple of chapters. I hope you all will enjoy it as much as you did the other three.
Chapter 1 The New Girl
Olivia sat behind the wheel of her Rover scanning the parking lot of her new school. The scene before her was identical to a 90s teen movie. Students were littered everywhere and everyone was in a clique of some sort. They were talking, snapping pictures, dancing, and other weird things high school students do. She still can't believe her parents decided to move clear across the country right before her senior year of high school. Olivia thought she was going to graduate with her best friend Marissa back in Philly, but when her parents received the call from Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center about opening positions, they jumped at the opportunity. After completing her junior year, Olivia and her family were on their way to California that following week.
The move was not as bad as Olivia initially thought. In fact, she loves their new house and neighborhood. The four bedrooms, three and a half bathrooms is more spacious than their house back in Philly. Plus they now have a pool in their backyard, something Olivia always wanted growing up. She even met her next-door neighbors and they appear to be a loving nice couple. The dad is a retired NBA player, and the mom is a caterer. They have a son who is around Olivia's age, and for her sake she is hoping he goes to her new school. Making new friends have never been her forte.
Checking the time on her dashboard, Olivia shuts off her Rover, grabs her backpack from the backseat, and gets out of her car. The warm California sun immediately kissed her skin. This is something she can get used to. Being as though she is from the east coast, she has always envied the west coast and its beautiful weather. Checking her reflection in her driver's side window, Olivia nodded at her outfit of choice. She chose to wear a fitted graphic T-shirt that ironically said 'I Love LA', a denim jean skirt, and a pair of white low top Converses.
"I like that bag." Olivia hears someone say from behind her. She knew begging her parents for that Chanel backpack would draw compliments. Every time she wears the backpack someone compliments it.
Turning around to thank the person that complimented her backpack, Olivia is taken aback by the two beauties standing before her. One had skin the color of a Hershey bar, wild curly hair, dark brown eyes, and full lips, this girl could easily be a model. Not to mention her tall slim figure screamed model as well. The other girl had skin the color of honey, medium length straight hair, grey eyes, and thick eyebrows that were perfectly arched. She was shorter than her friend, but they shared the same slim figure.
"Thank you." Olivia smiles looking between the two girls. They both looked fashionably cute.
"You're welcome. I'm Makayla by the way." The taller one replies introducing herself first.
"And I am Jalisa." Her friend followed up in a fake tone that indicated she didn't really want to introduce herself, but was forced too because of her friend.
"Olivia, nice to meet you guys." Olivia was talking more to Makayla than Jalisa. It is obvious Jalisa isn't as friendly as Makayla, and Olivia refuses to kiss anyone's ass to be her friend.
"I hear that east coast accent, where are you from?" Makayla asks with an intrigued expression.
"Philly." Olivia proudly replies.
"Oh wow really? I have family out there. It's pretty cool there, especially the cheesesteaks." Olivia smiles at Makayla mentioning the famous Philly cheesesteaks. She always found it funny how non-Philadelphians always felt the need to mention Philly cheesesteaks. Olivia doesn't see the hype over them quite honestly, she chalks it up to her not liking them.
"Yeah I kinda miss it but whatever." Olivia shrugs.
"You can hang with us if you want. I know how hard it is trying to make new friends and all especially being the," Makayla rubs her hand across her forearm and Olivia nods her head.
"Exactly." Olivia replies understanding exactly what Makayla meant.
"Cool you got your roster already?"
"Not yet."
"Alright we'll walk you to Ms. Jamison's office so you can get it. I hope we're in some of the same classes."
"I hope so too."
As they walked into the building Olivia couldn't help but marvel at her new school. It was three times the size of her old school. Everything looked brand new. The floors were even freshly waxed. There is not a doubt in her mind that this school is well funded. One could mistake it for a small college.
After getting her roster, Olivia was relieved to know that she and Makayla had 4 of the 5 classes she was required to take. They also had the same homeroom and lunch period. She didn't experience the same relief that Jalisa was going to be in those same classes as well. Olivia can already see that she and Jalisa will not become friends. The vibe she gets from Jalisa is weird and standoffish. Unlike Makayla, Jalisa have yet to make an attempt to get to know Olivia, or to even tell Olivia about herself. Again, Olivia is not going to kiss Jalisa's ass for a friendship.
"So, Liv how are you liking this bourgeois ass school so far?" Makayla asks as they all sat down at the empty lunch table.
Makayla and Olivia both decided to get a grilled chicken salad with a bottled water. Jalisa on the other hand got a grilled chicken wrap and a bottled water.
"It's okay, I guess. This school is nothing like my old high school back home, but this is a whole other coast with a different kinda style" Olivia shrugs. Things have been going okay for the most part. The guys have been extremely welcoming to her, but the girls were distant like she expected. The girls here definitely embody the valley girl stereotype that is shown on TV. While the boys are a mixture between surfer dudes and wannabe cool hip guys, but trying too hard. Makayla and Jalisa seems to be the only two here with their own sense of style and identity.
"I've been at this school for four years and I still do not understand the people here. I guess that's why I don't have friends. I mainly just hang with Lisa, my boyfriend and his friends."
"Oh, you have a boyfriend? Where is he?" Olivia curiously asks looking around the large cafeteria.
"He's away at this basketball camp with his best friend Fitz. He'll be here tomorrow." Makayla answers taking a sip of her water.
"How long have you two been together?" Olivia takes a bite of her salad loving the freshness of it. Back at her old school the salads were horrible and far from fresh.
"Since our freshmen year. It still shocks me that we're even still together. I only say that because his best friend Fitz is the biggest man whore you'll ever meet, and my boyfriend is the complete opposite. They're literally night and day. I don't understand how the hell they are best friends." Makayla laughs.
"Hey don't talk about my boyfriend like that." Jalisa says, speaking for the first time since they sat down for lunch.
"Oh, girl please. Just 'cause you two have been hooking up since freshman year doesn't mean he is your man. I don't know why you or any girl for that matter sweat that boy. He is a player and he ain't gonna change." Makayla roast. The playfulness was gone in her tone.
Olivia listened intently as the girls bickered back and forth about a boy she doesn't even know.
"Whatever, I can change Fitz I know I can." Jalisa sounded like she was trying to convince herself more than she was trying to convince Makayla.
Makayla jeeringly laughed in Jalisa's face, "that boy don't wanna change." She replied in a matter of fact tone.
"Yeah we'll see." Makayla missed the eye roll from Jalisa, but Olivia caught it. It was evident she took offense to Makayla's comment.
"So, Olivia do you play any sports or anything?" Makayla asks changing the subject as she focused her attention on Olivia..
"Does cheerleading count?"
"Hell yes that's a sport."
"Okay cool, well I've been cheerleading since I was a little girl. How about you?"
"Oh, really I am the captain of the cheerleading squad here? Are you thinking about trying out?" Jalisa fauxly asks. It was almost like she was daring Olivia to say yes.
"I don't know maybe." Olivia curtly replies with a shrug.
"Well volleyball is my thing. I don't know anything about cheerleading." Makayla intervened just in time. The tension between Olivia and Jalisa was so thick you had to cut it with a butcher knife.
"You definitely have the height for it and basketball." Olivia adds.
"I always wanted to play ball just can't grasp the concept of it."
"I knew once I stopped growing at five foot three that basketball was out of my future. But it's definitely my favorite sport next to football."
"Girl my boyfriend and his friends are gonna love you they live and breathe basketball."
"You know how Harry, Fitz and the guys are they don't really like talking to us girls about sports." Jalisa adds her unwanted two cents.
Olivia rolls her eyes in her head, she can already tell her and Jalisa are going to bump heads. The girls continue talking and Olivia found herself becoming more and more comfortable with Makayla. Makayla complimenting her backpack in the parking lot was fate, God must've known Olivia needed a friend. Olivia couldn't have imagined how her day would have went had she not befriended Makayla. Aside from Jalisa's phoney ass, this new school won't be too bad after all. Olivia is looking forward to a good year.
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"Bro I am tired as hell." Fitz sluggishly yawns as him and his best friend Harrison get out of the cab.
After being away at basketball camp in Chicago for the entire summer, Fitz was glad to be back home in California. He never thought he would say this, but he missed his parents. He's never been away from them for an entire summer.
"Tell me about it." Harrison replied matching Fitz's sluggish mood.
"So, my parents weren't lying when they said we were getting new neighbors." Fitz said looking at the now occupied house next to his. From the looks of it no one was home.
"I wonder who moved in?" Harrison asks as they walked up the lawn leading to Fitz's front door.
"My mom said a couple and their daughter. I think she's about our age." After unlocking the door, the boys walked into the usual empty house.
Fitz threw his bags down and went into the living room where he crashed on the couch. Harrison crashed on the other couch. Three hours later, he was awakened by his mom yelling his name like the house was on fire. He looked at the couch Harrison fell asleep on and didn't see him. He acts like he can't breathe without Makayla's ass, Fitz thinks to himself. Fitz can't imagine himself acting like that over a female. His only love is basketball. A girlfriend is just an added distraction he doesn't need right now.
"Mom why are you so loud damn?" Fitz groaned sitting up on the couch.
"Boy, you better watch your damn mouth." Diana said slapping him upside the head.
"I'm sorry. How are you mom, I missed you." Fitz gets up and wraps his mother's small frame in his arms.
"I am good. I missed you too baby. How was camp?" Diana asks breaking the hug.
"It was cool. I got to work with a lot of guys in the league. They all said I got a real shot at going pro and not just because of dad." Fitz confidently replied.
"That's good baby. I am proud of you. But remember you're not going to college just to get drafted, you're getting an education as well Fitzgerald." Diana firmly reminds him. His parents have always instilled the importance of education in him. They don't want him to believe that basketball is his only option at being successful, let alone his only meal ticket. Fitz is very intelligent, in fact he is graduating top of his class. He isn't your typical dumb jock.
"I know mom." Fitz replies.
"Good. Your father is out of town, he'll be back some time tomorrow. Are you hungry, want me to make you anything?" His mother spoils him rotten. She spoils his father too.
"A burger and fries."
"Okay."
"Thanks mom."
"You're welcome baby."
Diana walks off heading to the kitchen and Fitz picks his bag up and heads to his bedroom. His bedroom was cleaned spot less, and his bedsheets were changed. He has the best mother in the world and he will not be told otherwise. Before he could place his bags down, his cell phone started ringing. Pulling it out of his pocket, he smirks at the person waiting for him to pick up.
"What's up?" Fitz greets.
"I heard you're back in town. When the hell were you gonna call me?" Jalisa irritably asks.
"Hello to you too Jalisa." Fitz laughs at her irritation. The simple fact that she is upset that he didn't call her is baffling to him. They are not in a relationship, they are just hooking up. They've been hooking up since freshmen year and everything was fine, until Jalisa decided she wanted more with Fitz. A relationship is something Fitz is steering clear from, per his father's request. His father has instilled in him that he cannot focus on love and basketball at the same time. Fitz took heed to his father's advice. None of his relationships have gone past the hook up phase and he wants to keep it that way. Jalisa will not change things.
"Can I come over?" Gone was the attitude, desperation replaced it.
"Yeah, but my mom is here." If Jalisa thought they were going to have sex, she had another thing coming. The last time they had sex while Fitz's mom was home, she caught them, and banned Jalisa from coming over. Jalisa just got back into Fitz mom's good graces.
"Okay." She eagerly replies.
"Alright." Fitz ends the call just as his mother brought his food into his bedroom.
"Here you go baby," Diana hands Fitz his plate and grabs his bags off the floor. "Are these all dirty?" She was taking out different articles of clothing from his bags.
"Yeah."
"Oh, it seems as if our neighbors are home."
Fitz gets off his bed and looks out his bedroom window with his mother. Directly across the lawn he could see into one of the bedrooms of his next-door neighbor's home. It definitely was a teenager room. The walls were lavender and covered with various musicians. Suddenly a girl walked into the room. She was preoccupied on her cell phone so she didn't notice the pairs of eyes on her. Fitz eyes were immediately drawn to her legs which were exposed due to the dolphin shorts she was wearing. They looked smooth, toned, and were paired with the sexiest thighs he's ever seen on a girl. He wishes she would lift her head so he can see her face. But her cell phone had her attention. She then disappeared into a part of her bedroom he couldn't see.
"That's their daughter Olivia I think that is her name." Diana said tearing Fitz's attention away from his window.
Before he could respond they heard the doorbell. Fitz informed his mom it was Jalisa at the door and that he would answer it.
"I don't see why you entertain that girl Fitzgerald. You can do so much better babe." Diana glared at Fitz with disdain.
"Mom be nice." Fitz takes a bite of his hamburger and kisses his mother's cheek.
"Whatever," Diana flags Fitz.
Fitz ignores his mother's comment and heads for the front door.
"Hey babe." Jalisa greets as soon as Fitz opened the door.
"What's up Lisa." Fitz steps aside and allows Jalisa inside of his house.
"Hey Mrs. Grant." Jalisa politely greets Fitz's mom who was walking towards the kitchen.
"Hello." Diana dryly replied over her shoulder.
"C'mon." Fitz leads Jalisa to his bedroom.
"Your neighbors are moved in I see." Jalisa says walking over to Fitz's window.
"Yeah I haven't met them yet my parents did though." Fitz doesn't tell Jalisa he saw his neighbor's daughter because he isn't in the mood for the 21 questions that will follow. Jalisa is a beautiful girl, but her insecurities diminishes her beauty.
"Mmm…oh shit…you have to be kidding me." Jalisa shockingly says with a gasp.
"What?" Fitz asks walking over to his window to see what or who had her attention. She was staring at his neighbor's daughter who was dancing. She had her back to them, and wasn't aware she had an audience. The dolphin shorts she was wearing put emphasis on her plumped ass. She had such a great ass. Fitz is an ass man, it is one of his weaknesses.
"I think I know that girl." Jalisa was talking more so to herself than Fitz.
When she finally turned around Fitz was star struck by her beauty. He has seen his fair share of beautiful girls including Jalisa, but it was something about this girl. Unlike most girls here in California she possessed an unmatched natural beauty he isn't used to seeing. Her caramel complexion reminded him of peanut butter, her bright wide eyes even in their embarrassment were captivating, her lips those pink luscious lips had him imagining how they would feel wrapped around…Fitz stops himself from thinking that far.
"Oh, shit that's Olivia, the new girl at our school." Jalisa's says breaking Fitz out of his daydream.
"She goes to our school?" Fitz asks to make sure he heard Jalisa correct.
"Yeah," Jalisa lifts Fitz's window and climb out and he follows right behind her. It's about time he gets acquainted with his next-door neighbor.
Olivia climbs out of her window and the trio stood on the grass waiting for someone to speak.
"Hey girl." Jalisa speaks first in a faux tone that Fitz picked up on. Olivia must've picked up on it as well, it was all in the sarcastic smirk she tried to mask.
"Hey Jalisa." Olivia responds in the same fictitious tone as Jalisa. Fitz nods at her sarcasm.
"What's up, I'm Fitz." He coolly introduces himself. He couldn't take his eyes off her even if he tried. This girl already had a hold on him that he didn't like.
"I'm Olivia." Their eyes met and the electrical currents that was radiating off their bodies was telling of their already attraction to one another.
"Livia, could you come help me for a sec." The trio turns around and Fitz sees a woman who looks like an older version of Olivia at her bedroom window. He assumed the woman is her mother.
"I gotta go. See you in school tomorrow Jalisa. Fitz, it was nice meeting you." Olivia says with a smile. The way her cheekbones rose almost making her eyes look chink, had Fitz in a daze. He never paid attention to the bone structure of anyone's face, but hers was unique.
"It was nice meeting you too Olivia." Fitz matched her smile flashing his signature million-dollar smile that has caused many panties to drop.
He watched her climb back into her bedroom window. The slight rise of her shorts showed part of her ass cheeks and Fitz had to bite the inside of his cheek to suppress the groan wanting to escape.
"C'mon Fitz." Jalisa grabs his hand leading him back to his own bedroom window.
"She seems cool." Fitz says once he and Jalisa are back in his bedroom. He couldn't get her out of his head.
"Yeah she's alright." There it was that jealousy that Fitz knew was coming.
"Is she in any of our classes?" Fitz hoped Jalisa said yes.
"You know what…let's not talk about her…." She pushes Fitz back on his bed and straddles him.
"My mom is here." Fitz warns with hesitation.
"I'll be quiet babe." Jalisa assures bending her head and kissing Fitz's neck.
"You better or my mama is gonna kick your ass." Fitz place his hands behind his head and waits for Jalisa to do her thing.
While Jalisa rode Fitz as if there was no tomorrow, all Fitz could think about was Olivia. Whatever it was about this girl, had him feeling a certain kind of way.
There it is folks…the first chapter down. Leave your thoughts, concerns, comments…whatever! Ideally this will be a short story with only 32 chapters if that's considered short. Until next time folks. Oh, this story was inspired by one of my favorite movies LOVE & BASKETBALL.