Jake Long had arrived on the porch of Rose's three story apartment complex.
He wore classic hip-hop styled baggy black denim pants. Bubble vest in his signature red layered over his grey and black striped hooded tee, complete with dog tags, black cuffs and cap. On his feet he sported original Timberland boots.
KNOCK…KNOCK…
Jake waited patiently; he eyed the hour on his wristwatch.
7:15 He knocked again pacing back and forth wondering what was taking her so long. His watch was at 7:35 twenty minuets had gone by already. At that an upbeat ring tone was heard from his cell phone.
"Hello?" Jake answered on impact.
"Hey Jake, I can't make it tonight something came up. Sorry."
Jake disappointed simply sighed and hung up the phone.
This was the third time this week Rose had blown him off; he was fed up of the false hope she had given him.
"Well I got at least twenty minuets left, maybe Trix'll still be up for the concert." He said looking at his watch.
He dialed her number. RINGGGGGGG! RINGGGGGGG! RINGGGGGGG! Each second felt like an eternity.
"No answer. Ok she's mad." At that instant Jake had realized he had done the exact thing to Trixie that Rose had done to him.
"Guess I don't got room to complain." He grimaced.
Trixies POV
"UGG! This is what I get for waiting around till the last minuet to do my hair."
Trixie tugged her comb through her long kinky curly locks, trying to defy its natural shrinkage.
Her phone rang loudly but she figured it was just Kyle letting her know he was on his way.
She pulled her hair into a high ponytail twisting it into an edgy topknot.
Dressed in an over size graphic tee her shirt bared one of her shoulders. She wore black leggings underneath. Trixie's arms were adorned with colorful bangle bracelets. A studded belt draped over her hips. On her feet she wore studded black boots and safety pin earrings.
At one final glance in the mirror she grabbed her clutch and sprinted toward the door.
Kyle Wilkins leaned against the passenger side of his car door texting back and forth with various acquaintances.
When he had finally looked up from his phone he was in awe at the sight before his very eyes.
"Wow Trixie you look great."
"You don't look to bad yourself."
Kyle was dressed in a black and white flannel shirt, blue jeans and black Vans high-tops.
He opened the passenger door, allowing her to climb inside. As Kyle walked to his side of the car he stopped and glanced around searching for where that odd flapping sound was coming from.
Moments later the car sped off.
Jake watched Trixie ride off with Kyle.
He glided around toward her bedroom balcony where he morphed into his human form.
Watching Trixie go out with Kyle was not easy for him, seeing any guy with his best friend made him feel uneasy, over protective even.
Trixie had blossomed into a beautiful curvy young woman. She had been a late bloomer but had filled out pretty well.
Jake couldn't lie to himself he found her attractive. She may not have had a large bust, but it was hard not to notice her round derriere, which Black women were famous for. Jake even caught Spud starring a couple times; at least it wasn't just him.
Then there was Rose. Rose was the all American dream blonde hair blue eyes and a smile the could light up the whole room. Who would have thought she was born to be his mortal enemy.
Jake couldn't understand why she kept blowing him off. The two had been dating for three years. He thought they were past all the secrets.
He stared at his cell phone and dialed his other best friend Spud.
"YO!" Answered the ditsy skater boy genius.
"Wad' up Spud."
"At my aunts house, she's got this massive skate park in her back yard. Me and cousins are gonna skate in a minute!" Spud said excited.
"Sounds tight bra!"
"What are you up to bro, doesn't sound like a Shaniqua concert to me." Spud had asked with concern in his voice.
"I didn't go." Jake said, his voice a little sad.
"What about Trixie?"
"She went with Kyle." Jake said disappointed.
"WHAT? Trix just dissed you?"
"Naw man I think she's mad at me."
"Ha ha, what did you do this time?"
"I cancelled out of the concert for a date with Rose. Only she bailed on me, so I went to call Trixie back but she would answer my calls. "
"Dang."
"Yeahhh, then I came over to tell her in person, but when I got here Kyle was pickin' her up."
"Burn dude." Spud teased.
"Shut up Spud." Jake couldn't help but laugh. Spud could lighten any dim mood.
"So what are you gonna do now, you know Trix can hold a grudge."
"Let's just say I have a lot of kissin' up to do."
Although Trixie made it known she had a crush on Kyle Wilkins since she was fourteen, Spud knew that deep down inside she had feelings for Jake she just didn't know it yet.
He never told Jake and figured since the two of them were focused on someone else they would never pursue one another. Besides he was too busy swooning over his own love life. Things were finally starting to heat up between Stacy and himself.
"You don't know the half of it bro." said Spud.
"Right."
"So what's that about Rose leaving you at the alter?"
Jake looked down at his free hand his heart had sunk.
"I don't know man."
Spud's cousins could be heard in the back ground over the phone.
"We're about to go skate bro just text me."
"Yeah aight." Jake was upset that both his best friends were busy having fun while he moped around feeling sorry for himself.
"Maybe Gramps'll have somethin' for me to do."