"Michael.
"Michael pleeeeeeeeease?" She said standing in front of me. I was sitting on the bed putting my socks on.
"Janelle, for the last time, NO! What part don't you understand the N or the O?"
"But baby, I really wanna go. I wont act up I promise."
"Why you wanna go so damn bad?"
"Because I haven't been to a party in the past few months. I just need to get out." She pouted.
"Janelle ..."
"Please baby, pleeeeease. I'll do that thing you like." She straddled me.
"What thing?" I smirked.
"That thing I do on special occasions. Like what I did for your birthday."
"Word?"
"Yup." She pecked my lips.
"Have fun at yo party. Don't let yo friends get you fucked up."
"Nigga please." She hopped off my lap and went to the closet. I shook my head and went in Miki's room. She was sitting on the floor, playing with her toys. Ruzzie was in the corner sleep.
"Miki Mik." I picked her up. She smiled and laid her head on my shoulder.
Ruzzie got up and followed us out the room. I went back to our room and I saw Janelle laying outfits out.
"Bae which one?" She asked standing over the bed.
I looked at all her outfit selections. Tube top? No. Skirt? No. Shorts? No.
"No. To all of it." I shrugged sitting down with Miki.
"What? Why?" She frowned.
"Nelle." I looked at her and she sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Fine. What about this?" She went in the closet and came back out with cut up, high waisted, acid wash jeans, a half shirt, and platform chucks. I think that's what they called. They like Chuck's but with a thicker sole. They cute on her, I guess.
"That's cool."
"Michael, I don't like you telling me what to wear. And I don't like having to ask permission to go out." She said putting the other clothes back.
"But what did we agree to?" I sat Miki on the bed.
"Hm?" She acted like she ain't hear me.
"What the fuck did we agree to?" I repeated sternly.
"That we'd talk to each other ..." http://wattpad.com/story/4435112
