"Jackson, Journee it's time to eat," I yell up the stairs taking the meatballs and the rest of the fries out of the warmer.
"Yes," Jackson says jogging down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"Wash your hands," Journee says following behind him.
"Yeah, I know," Jackson replies standing at the sink beginning to lather up his hands.
I grab plates and cups for us while they're washing their hands. I place the cups on the table and the plates on the island. We make our plates and fill our cups before sitting at the table.
"Have you heard from Mom today," Jackson asks me.
"Not since I sent her and Dad the text telling them about what happened today," I say to him.
"She'll be calling soon I guess," Journee says.
"Yeah, between her and Dad, I'll be hearing from one of them before the night is out," I say.
Beep!Beeep!Beeeep!I roll over to turn off my alarm with a feeling of excitement because the day is the day of our get together and Mekhi's game. I almost forgot that Mekhi publicly announced our relationship last night so today will be interesting to say the least. I get out of bed, check the weather, and begin my morning routine dressing according to the incoming confusing spring weather. I wear a white boyfriend v neck tee shirt with black deconstructed jeans and black moto boots with a long silver pendant necklace and minimum make up. I check myself out in the mirror and like yesterday morning I take a few selfies and send one to Mekhi as well. I head downstairs to the kitchen and see the twins sitting peacefully eating cereal."Good morning," I say to them with a smile on my face deciding to have cereal for breakfast as well."Good morning," they say in unison.&nbs
First to the long table was Susu and her three siblings, next was Rylie with Ryan and Roman, and Nova with Julian and Susana was last. I introduced Susu to everyone and she introduced her siblings before we changed our seating so that we girls could sit together and the siblings all sit together. When we were all settled the waiter returned and took the drink order of the rest of the group. Because we had reserved so much seating we had a table between us and our siblings which worked perfectly for a little privacy and a place to stack our dishes. We talk about which appetizers and wing flavors to choose so that when the waiter returns we have our order ready. After the waiter hands out the drinks he takes our order of three nacho appetizers, three mozzarella stick appetizers, and one hundred twenty five wings of various flavors. I ask him to wait about twenty minutes before placing the wing order after we receive our appetizers. As soon as he leaves conversat
Inside the car we're chatting happily about the game on our ride home. I'm still amazed that I watched the whole game and that we won. Mekhi played so well tonight, I know he's excited. "How does it feel to see someone you're dating on TV," Jackson says. "I don't know. Surreal I guess, I mean it's cool seeing him play in general," I say not knowing exactly how to answer his question. "I don't think it matters to her whether he's on TV or not," Journee says helping me. "Yeah, kind of like that. It doesn't matter him being on TV, he's cool all the same," I say to Jackson. "I guess with Mom and Dad being who they are it's different for us," he says. "Yeah, that makes sense. I suspect that they've only remained local to raise and take care of us which didn't stop them from venturing out. We just gave them a reason to be home more often," I say to him
The next morning everything including time just flies by. I let the twins know about my plans with Mekhi and Dad's impromptu plans to accompany Mom for the last few days of her trip. They know the routine and we all keep our ringers on in case we need to contact one another throughout the day. It could be that I'm anticipating on finally seeing Mekhi after two days or the huge cup of coffee I drank this morning. I'm thinking it's the latter as I'm constantly checking my phone waiting for a message from him or any sign that he's back. As I'm packing up to leave History, my last class of the day, I hear commotion by the door. I sling my bag over my shoulder and grab my jacket as today is nice and warm I don't need to put it on. As I get closer to the door my heart flutters away sending my blood rushing through my veins. I hear congratulatory praises and squeals I lift my eyes as I walk through the door and see my handsome man in the middle of said crowd with eyes for no one but me.
When we are finished eating, Mekhi graciously declines dessert and I let him settle the bill without fussing. Mekhi holds my hand as we leave the diner and thanks the staff and other patrons again as they congratulate him once more. Outside the diner he wraps his arm around my shoulder and pull me close kissing me on the forehead. I smile and enjoy being in his embrace as we walk to his car. He unlocks his car doors and pulls my door open helping me into the car before getting in the car himself. I buckle my seatbelt as he starts the car and buckles himself in."Are you ready," he asks me holding my hand."As ready as I can possibly be," I say to him with a reassuring smile."Alright, remember…no pressure baby," he says kissing my hand."I know," I say to him tilting my head back and closing my eyes.We drive for what feels like twenty minutes in comfortable silence. I am
As he's driving us back to campus I continue to go back and forth in my mind of whether I'm capable enough to handle his situation. I remember thinking that he's heaven sent but, I had no idea that he would be wrapped up in a nicely wrapped wealthy package. Rich people have issues much bigger than us regular people. What if he has a fiancée from birth type of arrangement that he has to commit to? I don't want to be left standing alone, I know relationships end so this may not be a forever thing but I don't want to be tossed aside either. There are just so many questions and the main one that keeps coming to mind is 'Why me?' "What's on your mind baby," he asks squeezing my hand. "A lot" I say not knowing where to start or if I should start. "If you want to talk I'm all ears. If you have any questions or anything bothering you about what we discussed you can definitely ask me anything," he says reassuringly.
Pulling my hand he leads me into his room. It's not too small yet it isn't big either. The walls are simply decorated with posters in frames and other items. There's a small twin sized bed that's nice and made up as well as a desk, wardrobe, and night stand. I stand in the center of the room taking in my surroundings as Mekhi stands next to me holding my hand and watching my expressions.'His room is so plain and simple and much cleaner than I would've thought. Then again with someone of his status he wouldn't be a messy person. I wonder how much time he actually spends here versus his other place.'"This is nice and cozy," I say to him with a smile."Thank you, would you like to look around or just go in the living room," he asks."If you don't mind I would like to look around," I say a little shy."Okay," he says and leads me out of his room.He shows me th
I take out my phone from my bag and purposefully play some music loud enough to drown out whatever conversation they're having out there. I open my social media account and see that I've gotten a lot of new friend requests since confirming my relationship with Mekhi. While scrolling I decide to look up Mekhi's family and there are barely any images of them online. The information on them is very basic as well however there's a plethora of information on their business and the multitude of companies under them. His family's business is worth billions of dollars and my jaw hits the floor when I see the number. I knew that he was wealthy but seeing it in print just solidifies it. I exit the search engine and text the twins to check on them. They're both home preparing to head back out. I remind them to lock up the house and to text me when they reach their destination.Unsure of what else to do I kick off my shoes and lie back on his bed and close my eyes letting t
The next morning flies by as all of my time outside of classes is being occupied by Mekhi; he even picked the twins and me up this morning. We have breakfast and lunch together. He also accompanies me to his dorm so I can study after he promises me peace and quiet because he has practice to attend. After studying for a few hours he comes back and we go to a store off campus to purchase school spirit wear for the twins and I to wear to the game tomorrow. I ask Mekhi to join us for dinner and he agrees so I text the twins to let them know that Mekhi is coming over for dinner. I text my parents as well to keep them in the loop of what's going on here at home. We stop by the supermarket to pick up some ingredients for tonight's dinner. I decide to make creamed spinach stuffed salmon with sautéed asparagus, loaded baked potato, and a garden salad. Mekhi holds the basket as we walk through the aisles of the supermarket hand in hand loading it up. Those who recognize
I head inside and take my shoes off at the door replacing them with the slippers I've left there. After taking my things up to my room I go to the kitchen to wash my hands and I call out to the twins. "Hey Na-na," Journee says strolling into the kitchen. "Hey, what do you guys want to do for dinner? I'm thinking pizza and wings," I say to her. "Pizza sounds good. I'm sure Jackson is good with pizza," she says. "I'm good with what," Jackson says walking into the kitchen. "Pizza," Journee and I say at the same time. "Oh yeah with wings," he says to us. "Cool, I'm going to order it now. Stay here for a moment though," I say to them and I pull out my phone to call the pizza place to place our order. When I'm done I sit at the table and debate with myself about if I should tell them about what Mekhi told me. "What's up," Journee says. "So, Mekhi has told me some things and I have to decide if I'm going to like be, be with him or not. I can't really tell you guys too many details s
I take out my phone from my bag and purposefully play some music loud enough to drown out whatever conversation they're having out there. I open my social media account and see that I've gotten a lot of new friend requests since confirming my relationship with Mekhi. While scrolling I decide to look up Mekhi's family and there are barely any images of them online. The information on them is very basic as well however there's a plethora of information on their business and the multitude of companies under them. His family's business is worth billions of dollars and my jaw hits the floor when I see the number. I knew that he was wealthy but seeing it in print just solidifies it. I exit the search engine and text the twins to check on them. They're both home preparing to head back out. I remind them to lock up the house and to text me when they reach their destination.Unsure of what else to do I kick off my shoes and lie back on his bed and close my eyes letting t
Pulling my hand he leads me into his room. It's not too small yet it isn't big either. The walls are simply decorated with posters in frames and other items. There's a small twin sized bed that's nice and made up as well as a desk, wardrobe, and night stand. I stand in the center of the room taking in my surroundings as Mekhi stands next to me holding my hand and watching my expressions.'His room is so plain and simple and much cleaner than I would've thought. Then again with someone of his status he wouldn't be a messy person. I wonder how much time he actually spends here versus his other place.'"This is nice and cozy," I say to him with a smile."Thank you, would you like to look around or just go in the living room," he asks."If you don't mind I would like to look around," I say a little shy."Okay," he says and leads me out of his room.He shows me th
As he's driving us back to campus I continue to go back and forth in my mind of whether I'm capable enough to handle his situation. I remember thinking that he's heaven sent but, I had no idea that he would be wrapped up in a nicely wrapped wealthy package. Rich people have issues much bigger than us regular people. What if he has a fiancée from birth type of arrangement that he has to commit to? I don't want to be left standing alone, I know relationships end so this may not be a forever thing but I don't want to be tossed aside either. There are just so many questions and the main one that keeps coming to mind is 'Why me?' "What's on your mind baby," he asks squeezing my hand. "A lot" I say not knowing where to start or if I should start. "If you want to talk I'm all ears. If you have any questions or anything bothering you about what we discussed you can definitely ask me anything," he says reassuringly.
When we are finished eating, Mekhi graciously declines dessert and I let him settle the bill without fussing. Mekhi holds my hand as we leave the diner and thanks the staff and other patrons again as they congratulate him once more. Outside the diner he wraps his arm around my shoulder and pull me close kissing me on the forehead. I smile and enjoy being in his embrace as we walk to his car. He unlocks his car doors and pulls my door open helping me into the car before getting in the car himself. I buckle my seatbelt as he starts the car and buckles himself in."Are you ready," he asks me holding my hand."As ready as I can possibly be," I say to him with a reassuring smile."Alright, remember…no pressure baby," he says kissing my hand."I know," I say to him tilting my head back and closing my eyes.We drive for what feels like twenty minutes in comfortable silence. I am
The next morning everything including time just flies by. I let the twins know about my plans with Mekhi and Dad's impromptu plans to accompany Mom for the last few days of her trip. They know the routine and we all keep our ringers on in case we need to contact one another throughout the day. It could be that I'm anticipating on finally seeing Mekhi after two days or the huge cup of coffee I drank this morning. I'm thinking it's the latter as I'm constantly checking my phone waiting for a message from him or any sign that he's back. As I'm packing up to leave History, my last class of the day, I hear commotion by the door. I sling my bag over my shoulder and grab my jacket as today is nice and warm I don't need to put it on. As I get closer to the door my heart flutters away sending my blood rushing through my veins. I hear congratulatory praises and squeals I lift my eyes as I walk through the door and see my handsome man in the middle of said crowd with eyes for no one but me.
Inside the car we're chatting happily about the game on our ride home. I'm still amazed that I watched the whole game and that we won. Mekhi played so well tonight, I know he's excited. "How does it feel to see someone you're dating on TV," Jackson says. "I don't know. Surreal I guess, I mean it's cool seeing him play in general," I say not knowing exactly how to answer his question. "I don't think it matters to her whether he's on TV or not," Journee says helping me. "Yeah, kind of like that. It doesn't matter him being on TV, he's cool all the same," I say to Jackson. "I guess with Mom and Dad being who they are it's different for us," he says. "Yeah, that makes sense. I suspect that they've only remained local to raise and take care of us which didn't stop them from venturing out. We just gave them a reason to be home more often," I say to him
First to the long table was Susu and her three siblings, next was Rylie with Ryan and Roman, and Nova with Julian and Susana was last. I introduced Susu to everyone and she introduced her siblings before we changed our seating so that we girls could sit together and the siblings all sit together. When we were all settled the waiter returned and took the drink order of the rest of the group. Because we had reserved so much seating we had a table between us and our siblings which worked perfectly for a little privacy and a place to stack our dishes. We talk about which appetizers and wing flavors to choose so that when the waiter returns we have our order ready. After the waiter hands out the drinks he takes our order of three nacho appetizers, three mozzarella stick appetizers, and one hundred twenty five wings of various flavors. I ask him to wait about twenty minutes before placing the wing order after we receive our appetizers. As soon as he leaves conversat