Post by ~Batgurl~ on Apr 22, 2004 1:50:46 GMT -5
I Can Be The One
Chapter Three
Chapter Three
~Four Days Later~
“Man I need a haircut. Kel, Platinum Cuts still open?” Marques asked Kelton, as they sat in Jerome’s living room.
“I don’t know. I stopped going there when they moved across town,” Kelton answered.
“Fa real? So who been cutting your hair?” Jerome questioned.
“This girl that go to the cosmetology school downtown,” Kelton replied.
“They teach them chicks how to cut hair too?” Marques asked surprised.
“Yep. And most of ‘em do a good job too. Yall didn’t even see a difference in my haircuts,” Kelton said smiling. “And the best part is that since they just students, they can’t charge full price. So it’s like getting a discount.”
“Cool. I might need to go check them out. When they close?” Marques asked.
“They got night classes, so we can prolly go now. I need a shape up anyway,” Kelton replied.
“Aight, lets go.”
Meanwhile, Samiya was in her cosmetology class talking to one of her classmates when she began to feel very dizzy. She had been feeling dizzy on and off for the past couple of days, but she didn’t pay any attention to it. It’s probably just stress, she had assured herself. After all, she did just recently catch her boyfriend cheating on her. But her occasional dizzy spells didn’t stop her from working or going to class, so she didn’t think it was a big deal. As she continued her conversation, she noticed three dudes walking through the door. As they approached the receptionist, she recognized one of them. It was the cutie she had seen at the club last weekend. The receptionist announced that he and one of the other dudes wanted haircuts. As the cutie stood there, a student offered to shape up the other dude.
“I can get u right here,” Samiya said to the cutie, as she got up and offered him the styling chair she had been sitting in.
“Cool,” he said smiling at her as he sat down.
As she wrapped the cape around him, he began to get nervous. I hope she don’t f*ck me up, he thought to himself. But when she pulled out her clippers and started working, be began to realize that she actually knew what she was doing. He slowly became more relaxed as he watched her in the mirror. He thoroughly examined her until she was done, enjoying what he was seeing. After she removed the cape and dusted the hair off his neck, he checked himself out in the mirror. He was very satisfied with the finished product.
“Preciate it,” he said as he handed her a tip.
“No prob,” she replied eyeing him.
“So uh…what’s your name?” Marques asked boldly.
“Samiya,” she answered.
“How u doing, Samiya? I’m Marques.”
“ I’m fine, Marques.”
“I can see that,” he replied, grinning.
Samiya blushed. His smile was making her melt. He was even more good-looking up close and in the light. He looked absolutely delicious. And he smelled good, too. In her mind, she was praying that he would ask for her phone number. She didn’t wanna let him get away again.
“So do your boyfriend know u taking money from other dudes?” Marques asked her, still grinning.
“I don’t have a boyfriend,” she laughed, knowing that that was his way of finding out if she was single or not.
“Oh word? So uh…can I have your number so I can talk to ya sometime?”
“Yeah.” Thank you Jesus, she thought to herself as she found a piece of paper to write on. “Don’t let my number go to waste,” she told Marques while handing him the paper with her number on it.
“Oh, trust me, I won’t,” he said as he winked at her before he and Kelton left. When he was almost out the door, he turned around a saw that she was looking at him smiling. So he flashed his million-dollar smile back at her, turned around and left.
Marques thought about Samiya the whole way home. He couldn’t wait to call her and talk to her. He was anxious to get to know her and find out if she was as cool as she seemed. He was really hoping that she was his type. She was just too fine. And she can’t cut hair too. Marques was definitely impressed by her. Surprised by his own actions, he decided to wait til tomorrow night to call Samiya. He didn’t want her to think he was desperate. He kept thinking about her until his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing.
“Yeah?” he answered.
“Marq, man let me tell u bout ya girl,” Jerome started.
“Who?” Marques asked.
“Jasmine. What about, that heffa called me supposedly looking for u.”
“Well, it must not be important since she didn’t think to call me first,” Marques replied, nonchalantly.
“She didn’t call u? She told me u wasn’t answering your phone,” Jerome said.
“She lying. Jasmine ain’t called me. She don’t wanna talk to me,” Marques said sounding like he couldn’t care less.
“Oh well. Kel told me u got some chick’s number when u got your haircut,” Jerome stated, changing the subject.
“Yeah, man,” Marques cheered up when he thought about Samiya.
“I can tell u cheesing now. Tell me about her, n!gga,” Jerome urged.
“Rome, dawg she fine as hell!” Marques exclaimed.
“But hell ain’t fine,” Jerome said.
“But if it was, it would look like her,” Marques joked.
“Whatever. What’s her name?” Jerome asked laughing.
“Samiya.”
“Cool. I like that. But look. I’ll holla back at ya later. Chanel just got here,” Jerome said slyly. Chanel is his girlfriend.
“Oh aight. Go handle your business playa.”
“Yeah.”
After hanging up with Jerome, Marques headed to the kitchen for something to eat. He began to wonder why Jasmine had lied about him to Jerome. What would possess her to do that? After all, she was the one that broke up with him. She up to something, Marques thought. But he didn’t have time to worry about Jasmine. He had to go to work in the morning, so he decided to get ready for bed. As he laid in his bed thinking, he began to doze off and slept very peacefully through the night.
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When Samiya got outta class that evening, she went home, took a shower and got straight in the bed. All she could think about was Marques. She had thought she would never see him again. But not only did she see him, she also cut the man’s hair. I wonder if he remembered me from the club Saturday night, she thought. Probably not. He probably has all kinds of women tryna get with him. With that thought, she was hoping that he was only interested in her. All of a sudden her thoughts were interrupted by her phone ringing. This betta not be Darnell, she thought out loud.
“Hello?”
“Hey Miya. Was u sleep?” LaShonda asked.
“Naw, I was laying here thinking,” Samiya answered.
“About what?”
“This dude,” Samiya said smiling.
“Oooh fa real? Girl tell me all about him!” LaShonda exclaimed
“Well, his name is Marques and…dang! That’s all I know about him.”
“What?! Well, do he look good?”
“Girl he look absolutely scrumptious! I cut his hair today.”
“U lucky dog.”
“Shonda why u hating? U got a man.”
“Yeah but he ain’t really that attractive.”
“So. At least he treat u good.”
“True. But anyway back to your new man.”
“He ain’t my man yet. But hopefully he will be soon.”
“Gone girl! I’m glad u over that chump Darnell.”
“Me too. But I wish he quit calling me.”
“So next time he call, tell him u got a new man. That’ll make him stop calling.”
“But I don’t wanna talk to him. Ever.”
“Okay. Do what u wanna do. U grown.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nuthin.”
“Well, let me get off here so I can get some sleep. I don’t wanna be dozing off at work tomorrow.”
“Aight then. Bye girl.”
“Bye.”
After she hung up the phone, Samiya turned off her tv and her lamp, and went to sleep. When she woke up the next morning and looked at her clock, she realized that she had over slept. She jumped up out of her bed and began frantically running around her apartment trying to get out of there on time. Finally, she was ready for work. As she was heading for the door, her phone rang. “Crap,” she yelled out. She picked up the phone without taking the time to look at the caller ID.
“Hello?” she asked slightly out of breath.
“Samiya, don’t hang up. I need to talk to u,” Darnell stated quickly.
“Darnell, I don’t have time for this. I’m running late.”
“This will only take a minute. Please.”
“I don’t have a minute. I told u I’m…”
“Samiya? Samiya!?!” Darnell yelled into the phone.
Samiya had become sick to her stomach. She dropped the phone, ran straight to the bathroom, and stuck her head in the toilet. It was a good thing that her hair was pulled back into a ponytail today. She had been throwing up for about five minutes before she picked herself up off the floor. She felt as if she didn’t have anything left in her. She straightened her clothes, brushed her teeth again, then she headed back to the living room. Darnell had hung up his phone long ago. Samiya decided to call her job to let them know she was gonna be late, but she would definitely be there. Then she picked up her things and was out the door.
While she was at work, Samiya had gotten sick again. After seeing this, her supervisor sent her home for the day. What the hell is wrong with me, she thought as she drove home. I musta ate something bad last night. I hope I’m alright by this evening. I can’t miss class cause I got clients tonight. That particular thought triggered another thought in her head. Marques. The mere thought of him excited her. She couldn’t wait to talk to him. She was now wishing that she had gotten his number in addition to giving him hers. That way she wouldn’t be forced to wait on him to call her. She could just call him. Maybe he’ll call tonight, she thought. I hope he calls tonight. Please, God make him call tonight. I sure hope I don’t get sick again.
Chapter four coming soon!