Do you know? That did not surprise me.
She got into her glossy black Honda Civic with three big ice cubes painted on the sides in airbrush with her name in calligraphic letters... 'ICE'. She was rushing to get away from me, for some reason. Plus, her friend...Estrella? Looked none too happy.
Fearing I may never see her again, I blurted, "Hey, Ice? There's this phat rave party at South Beach tonight on the shore, ya'll can go if you want. An old friend of mine is having a party there."
'Estrella' or whoever's face lit up and said, "Yeah! We'll go!" But then her face kind of fell then looked hopeful and she said, "So, who are you gonna be there with?"
I laughed inwardly and said, "Well, probably just me and my homies." Don't get me wrond this girl is fine. I mean, bangin'! But there's something about a challenge that I can't resist.
Then she broke out in a smile again. "Yeah, aiight coo'."
"Well, it's been real, uh..Xander..." Ice started but I interrupted, "Just call me XXX"
"XXX? Hmm. I wonder where that name came from." She gave me this impish grin.
"Believe me, it's a long story." I said.
"I bet." She hopped into her car and sped off leaving me to wonder what the hell just happened.
I wonder what tonight's gonna be like, or if she'll even show up.
* * *
(Elena's POV)
"I'm not goin' "Ice replied as she had her arms crossed leaning on her bed in our two bedroom apartment we got when we graduated college. The apartment was bangin' due to our excellent salaries. Ice's room was tropical. It screamed, "Dominican Republic and Miami." There was a water bed against the center of the wall with two night tables made out of bamboo beside both sides of the bed. There was this tall palm tree shaped lamp on the corner and the ceiling was painted like a sunset sky. The floor resembled the sea because it was a water floor with light strobing in it so you can see the white lines in the water and on top of the water is thick glass which is where you walk on. So it has the illusion of the clear oceans of the tropics. This looks especially beautiful at night when the floor is kind of glowing aquatic colors and it reflects on everything in the room. Ice has a light switch to turn off the light when she wants complete darkness. She has a fish tank on a metallic silver table on the right side and one of those lamps with the bubbles that turn different colors on the right. Plus, She's got tropical plants and stuff. We both came up with the idea when she was homesick and she couldn't return to the D.R. legally because she was an immigrant but recently she got her citizenship.
My room is an asian theme. I love to relax and I have bamboo and a bed (I'm not sleeping on the floor!) and plants and a lamp that lets out steam. I have different color lanterns with lights in them with white christmas lights on the ceiling.
"And why the hell not?" She can be so stubborn sometimes. "You are going whether you like it or not."
"Nope. I'm sittin' right here and watchin' "Boy Meets World" reruns.
I flicked off the TV and I pulled out some of her swimsuits. Now, you better pick one before I do.
"Ok, ok. Chill." That always works. She knows I'll pick out the skimpiest ones.
(Ice's POV)
I cannot fuckin' believe she made me go I groaned as I drove into the beach parking lot. We got out and grabbed our stuff from the trunk and hauled ass to the gate. We were stopped by this huge guy who looked like he had a little more than a couple overnighters.
"Invitation?" He looked at Elena smirking.
"What fuckin' invitation?" I growled.
His face got nasty. "What? Ya moms refused you her tit?"
Oh hell naw, "Look mutha fucka you betta shut the "F"! I pointed at his chest for effect. I dropped my shit and was gettin' ready to roll."
"Ice!" yelled Elena.
Suddenly XXX, showed up. and pushed him back like he was nothin'.
"Hey, they're with me." I gave the bouncer the evilest glare I could muster. "Down, boy."
Elena was pissed. "Damn, girl why you gotta embarrass me like that!
She left with some guy and I was stuck with freak-boy.
"Hey, let's chill." It was full but not packed. The ocean was gorgeous and there were people smoking blunts around a bonfire. He led me to an empty place in the sand where we set up our towels.
"So, what do you do?" He asked.
"I work as a stunt girl for movie companies." He looked in awe.
"Seriously? Damn girl, that's wassup."
"What about you?" I asked curious.
"I'd tell ya, but then I'd have to kill ya." He smiled.
"No seriously."
"Um...I'm a political objectionist." He looked weird all of a sudden.
"A wha...? Look man, if you're tryna tell me you're a stripper you betta do betta than that!" He laughed.
"No. Well, my girl Eve runs this underground website of stunts that I pull that object to politics."
Hmm. This is gettin' good.
"What kinda stunts?" I was intrigued.
"Like stealin' the senator's red Corvette and running it off a bridge and livin' to tell about it."
"You're shittin' me! You're that guy! The one on the news? Damn!" I didn't get to see it but Elena talked about it for days! SHIT!" I laughed. My eyes were so big. This was cool.
"Yeah, that's me." He smiled modestly.
"Wow. Look, I'm real sorry for the way I acted the other day. I know I can be a bitch." I felt like such a loser, but I had to keep my guard up.
"Naw, you cool."
Then his cell phone rang.
He picked it up.
"Talk to me." Was his modest response.
"???"
"Uh...uh...yeah...hang on." He started getting up. With a serious look on his face and he kept looking over his shoulder at me.
"Where you going?" I asked confused.
"Uh...I'll be right back." He got up and walked away, leaving me puzzled.
Author's note: sup ya'll! lovin yall reviews! Thanx! So about the story...what did that phone call say? What is he keeping from her? And how will Letty react?
She got into her glossy black Honda Civic with three big ice cubes painted on the sides in airbrush with her name in calligraphic letters... 'ICE'. She was rushing to get away from me, for some reason. Plus, her friend...Estrella? Looked none too happy.
Fearing I may never see her again, I blurted, "Hey, Ice? There's this phat rave party at South Beach tonight on the shore, ya'll can go if you want. An old friend of mine is having a party there."
'Estrella' or whoever's face lit up and said, "Yeah! We'll go!" But then her face kind of fell then looked hopeful and she said, "So, who are you gonna be there with?"
I laughed inwardly and said, "Well, probably just me and my homies." Don't get me wrond this girl is fine. I mean, bangin'! But there's something about a challenge that I can't resist.
Then she broke out in a smile again. "Yeah, aiight coo'."
"Well, it's been real, uh..Xander..." Ice started but I interrupted, "Just call me XXX"
"XXX? Hmm. I wonder where that name came from." She gave me this impish grin.
"Believe me, it's a long story." I said.
"I bet." She hopped into her car and sped off leaving me to wonder what the hell just happened.
I wonder what tonight's gonna be like, or if she'll even show up.
* * *
(Elena's POV)
"I'm not goin' "Ice replied as she had her arms crossed leaning on her bed in our two bedroom apartment we got when we graduated college. The apartment was bangin' due to our excellent salaries. Ice's room was tropical. It screamed, "Dominican Republic and Miami." There was a water bed against the center of the wall with two night tables made out of bamboo beside both sides of the bed. There was this tall palm tree shaped lamp on the corner and the ceiling was painted like a sunset sky. The floor resembled the sea because it was a water floor with light strobing in it so you can see the white lines in the water and on top of the water is thick glass which is where you walk on. So it has the illusion of the clear oceans of the tropics. This looks especially beautiful at night when the floor is kind of glowing aquatic colors and it reflects on everything in the room. Ice has a light switch to turn off the light when she wants complete darkness. She has a fish tank on a metallic silver table on the right side and one of those lamps with the bubbles that turn different colors on the right. Plus, She's got tropical plants and stuff. We both came up with the idea when she was homesick and she couldn't return to the D.R. legally because she was an immigrant but recently she got her citizenship.
My room is an asian theme. I love to relax and I have bamboo and a bed (I'm not sleeping on the floor!) and plants and a lamp that lets out steam. I have different color lanterns with lights in them with white christmas lights on the ceiling.
"And why the hell not?" She can be so stubborn sometimes. "You are going whether you like it or not."
"Nope. I'm sittin' right here and watchin' "Boy Meets World" reruns.
I flicked off the TV and I pulled out some of her swimsuits. Now, you better pick one before I do.
"Ok, ok. Chill." That always works. She knows I'll pick out the skimpiest ones.
(Ice's POV)
I cannot fuckin' believe she made me go I groaned as I drove into the beach parking lot. We got out and grabbed our stuff from the trunk and hauled ass to the gate. We were stopped by this huge guy who looked like he had a little more than a couple overnighters.
"Invitation?" He looked at Elena smirking.
"What fuckin' invitation?" I growled.
His face got nasty. "What? Ya moms refused you her tit?"
Oh hell naw, "Look mutha fucka you betta shut the "F"! I pointed at his chest for effect. I dropped my shit and was gettin' ready to roll."
"Ice!" yelled Elena.
Suddenly XXX, showed up. and pushed him back like he was nothin'.
"Hey, they're with me." I gave the bouncer the evilest glare I could muster. "Down, boy."
Elena was pissed. "Damn, girl why you gotta embarrass me like that!
She left with some guy and I was stuck with freak-boy.
"Hey, let's chill." It was full but not packed. The ocean was gorgeous and there were people smoking blunts around a bonfire. He led me to an empty place in the sand where we set up our towels.
"So, what do you do?" He asked.
"I work as a stunt girl for movie companies." He looked in awe.
"Seriously? Damn girl, that's wassup."
"What about you?" I asked curious.
"I'd tell ya, but then I'd have to kill ya." He smiled.
"No seriously."
"Um...I'm a political objectionist." He looked weird all of a sudden.
"A wha...? Look man, if you're tryna tell me you're a stripper you betta do betta than that!" He laughed.
"No. Well, my girl Eve runs this underground website of stunts that I pull that object to politics."
Hmm. This is gettin' good.
"What kinda stunts?" I was intrigued.
"Like stealin' the senator's red Corvette and running it off a bridge and livin' to tell about it."
"You're shittin' me! You're that guy! The one on the news? Damn!" I didn't get to see it but Elena talked about it for days! SHIT!" I laughed. My eyes were so big. This was cool.
"Yeah, that's me." He smiled modestly.
"Wow. Look, I'm real sorry for the way I acted the other day. I know I can be a bitch." I felt like such a loser, but I had to keep my guard up.
"Naw, you cool."
Then his cell phone rang.
He picked it up.
"Talk to me." Was his modest response.
"???"
"Uh...uh...yeah...hang on." He started getting up. With a serious look on his face and he kept looking over his shoulder at me.
"Where you going?" I asked confused.
"Uh...I'll be right back." He got up and walked away, leaving me puzzled.
Author's note: sup ya'll! lovin yall reviews! Thanx! So about the story...what did that phone call say? What is he keeping from her? And how will Letty react?