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About a week after graduation I was Just getting home from Westly's house. He had taken me shopping at all the best stores in Cali, as an early birthday present, since he wasnt sure when he would be back from visiting his Great grand mother in Richmond VA. He had spent close to two thousand dollars on me earlier that day and he made it clear to me that we would still go out when he got back from his trip.

Westly had been my bestfriend since fourth grade. He was always the first person I'd run to when I had a problem and the only guy I wouldnt mind seeing me cry. He was there when I got my heart broken or numerous occasions. He was there when my dad had decided to leave and never come back. He was there when a guy I was dating put his hands on me, and in my heart I knew he would always be there. Protecting me, Like he had for the majority of my life.

When I walked into my room and put my bags on the bed, I looked over on the dresser and saw the one hundred dollar bill that DayDay had written his number on just a week ago. I hadnt got around to calling him, mostly because the only free time I'd had away from family and Quinton had been today when I was with wes.

I pulled out my cell phone and dialed the number with the word "C" printed beside it so I would know which was the pager and which was the cell. After about fifteen seconds of ringing it went to the little operated voicemail.

"You have reached...." I slid my black flip flops off my feet and waited for the woman to get to the end. "Please leave you message after the tone"

Beep!

"Hey DayDay iTs Corrin. I woulda called you sooner, but I had alot goin on. You know with it bein graduation week and all. But Call me back at this number, its my cell aight? lata."

I hung up the phone and began slipping outta my short, green, summer dress. By the time I was in my black bra and matching Thongs My phone rang and Aaliyah's "more than a woman" filled the air. I let it play for a minute simply because I love that song and then I answered it.

"Hello?" I said casually.

"Wassup Mama?" I heard DayDay's voice through the phone line and it made me wonder why I hadnt dropped previous activities I'd had planned this week just to be with him. But I played it cool.

"Umm, nothing really. Just got home from the mall and having lunch with my bestfriend."

"So you trynna chill tonight?"

"Chill? Define chill" I asked curious

He laughed.

"You gotta be one of the most to the point females I know young," He paused. When He realized I had no comment to his statement he continued. "when I say chill, I mean hang out. Get to know eachotha"

I smirked, knowing all he wanted to get to know about me was my bra size.

"Sure we can chill" I said puttin emphasis on the chill part. "What do you have in mind?"

"Um.. we can- wait! - what time is it?" He asked.

I glanced over at my stereo at the time. "6:38pm"

"Ok, I cant be there til' eight. I gotta go handle some buisness and then I can swing by and pick you up."

"Buisness?" I asked, letting my curiousity get the better of me.

"Yea. But nothing you need to worry your pretty little head over."

I smiled and let out a small giggle.

"So, 8? is dat cool?"

"Yea, You need my address?" I asked.

"Nah, I got dat. You just be ready by 8"

"Ok, seen you then"

I hung up the phone and walked over to the closet and found something I'd Purchased about a month ago but had never worn. I had a thing about knowing the perfect moment to wear something and I certainly wasnt gonna wear what I had bought today, I never did that unless it was an extrme emergency.

I short pink dress with the black belt attached at the waist and pulled out the wedge heels that I had to have a week ago that went perfect with the outfit. After grabbing all the needed accessories to make the dress even more sexy I went and ran my bath water. I timed everything perfectly. I only stayed in the tub for about twenty-five minutes. That gave be time to Crinkle my hair and apply my eye-liner, eye-shadow, and lip gloss perfectly. After hair and make-up was done I got dressed and accessorized.

When I was finished I glanced at the clock and it was 8:04pm.

How can he be late on a first date? Shit! I have a date! I have a boyfriend! Shit!

[doorbell rings]

Shit!

I turned myself around to look at every angle of my 5'5 body. With the wedges I stood at 5'8 though. But I was still shorted than DayDay which was good because I hated a guy to be shorter than me with heels on, it made me uncomfortable.

I grabbed my pink and black Gucci bag that I bought the same day I bought the dress since it was a major discount that day if you bought em both and I had to have em both. When I went to open the door, I stood once again, face to face with his majesty.

I knew right then and there there was more going on that just a physical attraction between me and him. There was no possible way that as many fine ass men I'd seen in life, that this one could suck me into his transe by simple looking at me. No Effin way!

He smiled and grabbed my hands and twirled me around to get the full effect. The same thing I had done to myself just moments before.

"You look good" he said kissing me on the cheek.

I grabbed his wrist and held it up to my face for better viewing. "And you look late"

He smiled again. "you clocking me?"

"No Im not clocking you, I just think that when You say eight, that means eight! Not 8:01, not 8:30, 8!"

"Ok, I'll keep dat in mind... you ready to go?"

"Yea lets bounce"

When We got to his car I knew right then and there that Westly had been right about him. His rims alone was worth more than 12 months rent in my apartment. And thats not a cheap complex either, so The only way he got money to pay for this 2 seater benz was by hustling or he was one hell of a great doctor, lawyer, or whateva else.

"So what exactly do you do?" I asked getting comfortable as he started the car.

"What chu mean What I do?" He asked glancing behind him to make sure nothing was comming. If it was one thing I knew, It was that guys may not treat their woman right, but what they lack in relationships, they make up for by taking care of their cars as if they were married to em.

"I mean, this is a nice car. And Im not into runnin my mouth or nuffin so whateva you have to tell me will not go any further than these rolled up windows. But still it would be nice to know who im actually sitting next to, instead of you lieing about it."

He looked shocked at what I had just said and then grinned.

"I sware man, you neva stop amazing me"

I cocked my head to the side and awaited an answer.

"Aight, imma put it to you like this. I been in da game now for 3 years, ery since I was 17. But im smart about what I do. If you thinkin im puttin yo life in jeapordy, im not. Dats real talk. I wuddent do dat."

I nodded my head, satisfied with his answer and he began driving.

"So Tell me about yourself... whens your birthday? What do you like to do, eat, wear?" He asked.

I answered his questions and added a little more. But one that really stood out to him was when I told him my birthday was June 12 and that was and that was exactly a week away on saturday. When he started asking me what I planned to do I told him I wasnt really sure. I was excited to be turning 18 but still I didnt really know how I should spend the day.

We pulled up to a beach and and I was wondering why.

"You like the beach?" he asked parking

"Love it. But, im not in beach clothes." I said hoping he's catch on.

"Yea me either. I never said we were going to the beach, I asked if you liked the beach."

"Well... Yeah"

"Good." He got out of the car and came and opened my side.

"Wait, im confused. How can we be on the beach, but not going to a beach?" I asked feeling clueless.

He laughed. But didnt answer the question. I felt like it was a lost cause and didnt question him and further as we approached the dock. Then As it came into view, I gasped.

"You rented a Yatch?" I asked shocked at how big and bueatiful it was.

"No, I own it" He said matter a factly.