text: Ja&#39;Quele Agurs Is He The One? Or Not. I would like to dedicate this book to my friends that inspired me to make this book: Adriana Simmons, Patricia Thomas, Elacia Northern, Kayla Shoemaker, Keaira Shoemaker, Markia and Markala Hudson. And many male friends. 
   
   
   Chapter 1: Where It All Begins  
   
  Sitting in the bedroom staring at the closet full of brand new out wear clothes. 
  “Jackie are you ready to go?” my best friend Dria yelled from the bathroom. “No. I really don’t want to go to this damn party.” I said putting my hands over my face in frustration. Dria walked out the bathroom in her 5 foot 5 inch frame, wearing an all black dress that stops at the middle of her thighs, trimmed in all gold, wearing matching 5 inch heels. Dria is no slim frame chick, she is pure thick all over. 
  	Dria is my friend of many years, I met her back in middle school actually in detention. I know weird way to meet a friend right? Trust I know my family was all down my throat about “watch out for her, she is no good” but came to realize the ones they thought were my good friends turned their back on me when I was announced prom queen in eighth grade. That was one of the best moments in my life and it was also horrible because the ones I thought would support me and actually happy for me turned their backs on me instantly. But not Dria, that girl cheered me on the whole night and we had a private sleep over at her house with just me and her and her sisters. That showed me the unexpected friends can turn out being the ones that sticks around in the end. 
  	She is also the type of person who makes straight A’s and B’s in her classes. The one that is honest and couldn’t lie through her teeth if she had them glued together. The person you can go to and ask for help or lend a hand. Was always quiet and to herself, never followed the crowd. You may be asking yourself: Why was she in detention? To answer your question, she was bullied in class and decided to do her work in detention. I know I know, she doesn’t seem like the type to be bullied. But honey boo child, this girl had it bad until she met Derrik. Now that’s a whole entire different chapter. 
  	“Listen, you cannot leave me hanging Jackie, plus you are going for me not anyone else,” walking towards the closet “look at all these damn clothes in here. You are like my personal fashionista I know you know how to put together an outfit in 1 minute. So come on and get it together.” Deciding whether to stick to my gut or not, I got up and picked out some random pumps and matching tights with a top. “The only reason I am going is so you can shut up and get out my ear.” I joked. 
  	Dria walked into the bathroom and finished curling her hair. Since I had a bob (a certain hairstyle where it is short in the back and long on the sides) only thing I need to do is straighten my sides and curl my hair under. “I’m ready now so lets go.”  
  	We walked out the door and drove in my 2013 Dodge Charger to the party that was happening on 123rd st and 14 ave. By looking outside you can see that it was packed in the club, good thing I know people cause unlike the people outside waiting to get in the club we can just walk right in through VIP lounge. 
   
   
   
   Chapter 2: Life Of The Party  
   
  	        Walking in Club Nude, it is crowded and in action right now. It can be about atleast a thousand people in the building not even talking about the long line outside the door. Dria is all hyped up and swirling her arm in the air doing the Fist Pump and singing along to Let Me Love You by NeYo. 
  	        “Hey D whats up with you girl I haven’t seen you in forever shawty.” Derrik yelling over the music and pulling Dria closer to him. Derrik is the kind of guy that can be down to earth, play around, and who is straight up with you but also a jerk. Derrik is Dria ex boyfriend, they have been dating since freshmen year in high school. On and off for our four years in high school. The reason is because Derrik was popular because he was the quarterback of our football team and he was a phenomenal player on and off the field. You can call him a Ladies Man, but I clearly call him a unfaithful bastard. Why? He had a great girlfriend, Dria was a virgin, a church girl who sung in the choir every Sunday, made straight A’s and B’s, had a nice dresscode in school, was honest and outgoing and lets not mention being head cheerleader. One year she made team captain in the first two weeks! But he dumped her for the Ho of our high school and left her in a depressed stage, I mean she turned her life around a little now she drinks, smokes and club more than ever! But she never changed educationally. 
   “Hi Derrik. What you doing here?” she responded back. “Oh I got an invitation from the fraternities of your College.” Derrik smiled. Dria face dropped to the floor. I was about to go catch it so she wont look surprised but oh well too late. “Wait what? You-“ she was interrupted by a fine ass 6’2 caramel skin, low hair cut, cutie with tattoos. “Um sorry ma’am but can I borrow your friend that’s standing alone?” he nodded in my direction. Just to make sure he wasn’t talking to me, I turned around and tapped the young lady that was dancing behind me. “Uh, this guy want to talk to you.” I pointed at the strange cute guy. But for some reason he held his head down laughing. Why would he be laughing? The cute guy waved his hand as if it was a misunderstanding. Then I felt a hand on my hand. I looked up so quick cause who can be touching me? I don’t know anyone in here. Then there it was, the person I dreamed to never see again; my ex boyfriend: P-Nut. 
   I moved my hand so quick because I was in shocked to see him. Especially with another chick on his arms. “Uh Hi P-Nut didn’t think I would catch you here.” I rubbed my arm in awkwardness. “Yeah me neither especially since you not the club scene type.” He smiled. “But since you are here can I dance with you? I deserve it, you been ducking and dodging me lately.” He pulled me close. “Listen, you know exactly why I don’t want to see you.” I said looking at the chick he cheated on me with. “Tonight doesn’t change how I feel. You not getting a dance from me, so why don’t you go with your ho and move on.” I waved them off.  
  	     Turning back around to see Dria and Derrik gone. Surprisingly, cute guy is still here. Three feet away from me. Smiling. Looking straight at me in my face just smiling. But why? “Are you looking at me?” I asked confused. “Yes.” He replied. “But why?” I asked. Then he took my hand and led me to the center of the dance floor. Wrapping my arms around his neck, he wrapped his arms around my lower back. We danced for a few minutes to They Don’t Know by Jon B and talked a little about each other. Something in the mist of our moments, felt good but I was not about to let my mind lead my way again. It messed me up with the last guy. After we exchanged numbers and laughed and got to know each other, it was about two in the morning and I was ready to go home. That’s exactly what Dria and I did, went home and fell asleep. 
   
   
   
   Chapter 3: Reflection  
   
  Woke up with a big headache and my feet were aching from the night before. My legs are weak, I really don’t feel like getting up out of bed to do anything today. Thank God its Saturday, I don’t have no classes or nothing to do. Looking over at my clock to check the time its eleven thirty-eight in the morning, as I lay my head back down I get a knock at the front door. Noticing that Dria didn’t answer the door like usually I decided to go answer the door. 
  	Walking down stairs in pain the knocking gets even louder. I have a headache and they knocking on the damn door like the police. Angrily as I flung open the door, I see P-Nut on the other side of the door. Exhausted and not really trying to put up with his bullshit this time of morning, I close the door in his face. I wasn’t quick enough and he placed his foot in the door so it won’t close. Making his way in my house I turned around walking into the livingroom and sat on the couch to listen to what he has to say. 
  	“Damn so you was about to close the door in my face!” he raised his voice. Holding my face in my hands I nodded. Getting louder in my ear he said “you act like I did you wrong or something.” Did he just say that? Did this nigga just say what I think I heard him say? I think he did. I couldn’t hold in my anger anymore I just let him have it all and the dessert. “Listen here, I don’t want you here and I damn sure don’t want to see you. Why do you constantly show your face around me if you know you got a girlfriend. As far as your black ass doing something wrong, baby boy you did plenty of wrong. Don’t get me wrong I do love you still but I hate you to the maximum. No getting around that just handle the damn truth. You cheated and left me looking stupid in front of everyone at prom. Do you know how that made me feel? How that made me look? I guess not since you think everything is cool like ice cream and its not. I’m tired of your bullshit and I am not putting up with you anymore. And who in the hell are you to come up in my house and raise your voice like you pay bills in the motherfuker? Better check yourself and your tone cause you really pushed it this time.” Standing there in shock looking back at me like I was crazy is self explanatory, because he never heard me curse. All I ever did was do everything he told me and if he got mad I would cry. Not this time, I was a brand new person and a strong person to be exact. I am done being the nice and prissy type female, you got to be special enough to get that treatment from me from now on. 
  	I thought that would make him leave my house quick as lightening. The only thing he tried to do was kiss me. Child boo no, only a dumbass girl would let him kiss her, me on the other hand I politely escorted him to my front door, waved goodbye and successfully closed the door. Right then and there made me realize why he is a reflection of who not to let back in my life again. 
   
   
   
   Chapter 4: Strikes Again  
   
  Enough of P-Nut and his problems, I decided to take a long hot bubble bath and start my day off in pampering myself. After leaving the nail salon, I went into the Adults Only store on 95th st to check out some new things. Since I never had sex or anything, I wanted to get some ideas so when my first time comes I know exactly what I’m doing. 
  	Walking through the store I went into different isles and let me tell you, the different things they have in sex toys and DVDs I was surprised. I didn’t know things like this was kind of heaven like. So as I’m reading a sex magazine that caught my eye and walking through the store, someone bumps into me and knocked the magazine out of my damn hand. As I’m ready to fuss this person out for interrupting me while I was reading, I picked up my book and as I am about to say how I feel, a familiar face is right in front of me. 
  	I didn’t know whether I should drop the magazine and run out the store or should I just stand there and face my embarrassment. Since my legs wouldn’t move with my mind, I was glued to the spot. But as my face melted to the floor, the other person face just held a smile. All I could think was Jackie Run! Why are you still here? He is going to think you are a ho. Go Jackie just go and never look back. Instead, he asked for a hug and took me to a near by coffee shop. 
  	Who was the guy? His name is Kajuan Robinson, and he is the guy I met last night at Club Nude. Kajuan is in the fraternity at my school, he loves to party and very smooth looking guy. He is from Georgia and has a twin brother who decided to go to a university in his home state. Also enjoys football and playing games, just a typical young guy. He is definitely the type of person I can hang with. 
  	“So what were you doing in the store?” I asked him as I sipped on my ice coffee. “Oh my homeboy is getting married and never had sex before, so I decided to stop by and get him some materials to help loosing him up.” I nodded to show I understand. Watching him eating his pizza and nodding to show how good it is, I bit into my pizza. Off guard by his asking the same question to me, I nearly choked on my pizza. “Are you okay?” he stood up about to tap on my back to help me cough, I held my hand up to let him know I was fine. Kajuan sat down looking nervous. After I swallowed my pizza and smiled to show him I am fine, he leaned back and exhaled.	“I am sorry Kajuan, I wasn’t expecting you to ask me that question.” I said honestly drinking my coffee. Kajuan smiled. “Well I am curious, why would you be in a sex store?” Speechless, not knowing what to say I guess I was quiet too long, because it looked like he was about to get up and leave me sitting there by myself. 
  	“Oh I was in there just looking around getting some ideas.” I admitted. Like always he smiles. “Why are you always smiling? I don’t get it. Is there a camera here?” I was just being upfront. I thought he had gotten offended because his face expression changed quickly. “Maybe because I am happy to be sitting across the table from a beautiful woman. Is that any harm?” holding my head down so he cannot see the stupid expression I have on my face, I told him no. 
  	Putting his finger under my chin to lift my face up, BOOM! It happened, Kajuan Robinson kissed me after calling me beautiful. What could I do? Nothing besides melt in my tracks. First he danced with me and now he kisses me, he strikes again. 
   
   
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