Chris and I were playing the game when Jodie walked in on ten, as always. "My nigga, guess what?" Jodie started, you could hear the smile in his voice. Chris and I just kept playing the game, asking what without ever looking away from the screen. Shit was intense, he was one shot away from catching up to me, and I whoop ass in everything I do; nigga wasn't about to beat me.

Jodie plopped down on the couch, "guess who want you Landon." This caused both me and Chris to pause the game, now a lot of girls want me, and I ain't even on no cocky shit. But it's either some bad shit, or some good shit when Jodie mentions that somebody likes you. I turned and looked at him, "who nigga?"Jodie smiled and leaned back, "Kennedy." I just looked at the nigga, there were a thousand Kennedy's, he needed to be more specific.

"Kennedy who?" I asked as I got up to get some water, "Aria's Kennedy," this caused him to laugh, Chris just sat there confused. Jodie went on, "Aria's coming to the party tonight, and I know for sure she's bringing Kennedy, she asked me to put you on."

Chris finally caught on, "oh, that's the friend that walked up to the table when you were talking to her?" he started laughing. I sucked my teeth and waved them off. Aria was no doubt going to be a hard one, and the fact that her friend Kennedy was more my type didn't make it any easier, especially with her wanting a nigga. I would fuck the shit out of that girl with no problems. But if I was going to win this bet I couldn't do that shit just yet.

"I take it that talk in the cafe didn't go too smooth." Jodie added in with a smile beaming and a slight laugh, he thought this shit was pure comedy. I walked back to the living room and sat back down, "fuck y'all, this was only day one." Niggas were acting like it'd been weeks or some shit, I still had time to work some magic.

"Yeah, but nigga her friend wants you," Chris started with a laugh, "she asked Jodie to try and put you on with her, your chances are slim my guy."

I put my feet up as I began scrolling through Instagram, "man, that don't mean shit, girls do that all the time and still be wanting my ass, and I still get they ass." It was plenty of girls who came up to me trying to "put me on" with their friend, when in reality they wanted me too. I honestly wasn't stressing this shit.

Jodie laughed, "Landon, we talking about Aria. I'm letting you know now if you fuck with Kennedy ain't no fucking her."

I waved the nigga off, "I don't plan on fucking with Kennedy, not until I win this bet." They both laughed, "you just know you the shit huh?" Chris asked with a smile dancing on his face. "Shit, if you don't believe it who will?" I replied with a smile. We all started laughing. "Now let me finish whooping your ass, you ain't getting out of this shit." I said as I picked the controller back up.

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Later that night we all were turning up at the house getting ready to head out to the party. We had plenty of girls at the house and plenty of bottles. We were ready for a good night, "aye! Let's take another shot before we head out" Jodie yelled, trying to overpower the music. Everybody picked up the shot glass or cup they had been using and everybody started pouring shots, it had to be at least 25 people in this apartment, now that don't sound like a lot, but our place was packed, and it wasn't that big.

Nonetheless. everybody took a shot, and then we all headed out the door, there was this one little shawty who had been on and around me all night, cute light skin thang, weave down to her ass, and her ass was huge. I would definitely be bringing her back to the house tonight, if my memory permitted it.

We got to the club and walked right in, this city was ours, period. As everybody was walking in I saw Jodie talking to two girls who started following behind, I waited before going in so I could peep what they looked like, as they got closer I realized it was Aria and Kennedy and they were looking good as fuck. Aria cleaned up nicely. Her hair was out of that sloppy bun and flat ironed straight, hitting the middle of her back, and I realized that shit was all hers. That was a turn on. She didn't have on her glasses, and she had on a dress that showed all her curves, she had a nice body, I didn't peep that shit earlier. She was really looking good as hell tonight.

Kennedy spoke to me, pulling me out of my trance and the focus I had on Aria. Now Kennedy definitely was my type, and she looked just as good tonight. Her curls falling down her face, with her ass sitting just right in her dress. But something about Aria was sticking out right now, could just be the liquor; or the conscious fact that she was the one I had to get to win this bet.

I focused my attention on Kennedy, "Hey!" I said with a smirk, "how are you?" She smiled, and started to answer my question. I could see it in her demeanor that she was a little tipsy.

Once we made it inside we went straight to our booth. There were bottles waiting on the table for us and I was happy that Bryan and Mark didn't have a crazy amount of girls in there yet. They loved to bring girls in there, but sometimes the shit was ridiculous. They'd just be drinking all of our liquor, and taking up space; not doing a damn thing for anybody.

Once we got in I offered Aria and Kennedy a drink, then purposely sat between them. Aria hadn't hardly said two words to me and I wasn't feeling that shit, while Kennedy was steady trying to make conversation with me. Some shit had to change, I excused myself and went over to Chris.

"Aye, I need you to do me a favor." Chris was bobbing to the music, and had his arm around a cute little broad. "What's that?" he asked.

"I need you to entertain Kennedy." Chris laughed, dropping his arm from around the girl, turning to completely face me. "Nigga, she want you, how I'm going to do that?"

I pulled my eyebrows in together, "nigga, fuck you mean. You pull shawties. Pull her, I mean unless you think you can't."I said with my hands up, I had to throw that in there, we loved competition, we loved proving each other wrong. The sure way to get one of us to do something is to tell us we can't, or make a bet about it.

He sucked his teeth and walked over towards where Aria and Kennedy were sitting. He sat where I was sitting and got an instant smile out of Aria, that shit was fugazy, she really was just giving me a hard time. I realized she had a deep ass dimple in her right cheek as she was talking to Chris.

"Damn nigga, go talk to her, you just standing here staring at her." I looked to the left of me to see who was talking shit in my ear. Mark stood there laughing, "Aria bad as fuck ain't she? And she ain't even your type. She ain't bright or foreign." he mocked. MShit wasn't even funny. I looked at him, then looked back at her, not even acknowledging shit this nigga was saying. I saw Chris getting up with Kennedy and started to make my back over there.

Aria was looking down at her phone, I sat beside her and tried to make slight conversation. She looked at me with a small smile playing on her face, "you ain't slick" she said with a light chuckle.

I laughed, "I don't know what you're talking about." I had a smile dancing on my face with my eyebrows scrunched in, acting oblivious as I leaned back in the booth. She squinted her eyes at me and smiled. She had a pretty ass smile. "You told your nigga to come over here and entertain my friend so that you could try and talk to me, I know the game. She likes you Landon, and she has for a minute now."

I laughed, she had to be feeling the liquor with all this talking, I could barely get her to say two words when we first walked in here but I wasn't complaining. "Yeah, and I like you," I said with a slight smile playing on my face, ignoring everything else she said. I only felt the need to respond to the part that I wanted to, other shit wasn't relevant to me.

She rolled her eyes, "you don't even know me," I leaned up so I could look her in her face better, "but you said your friend likes me and she doesn't know me either." She wasn't expecting that response, I could see it all in her face.

"Ok, I'll give you that," she started, "but," she continued with one finger pointed up, "she's been seeing you around since Freshman year, you probably hadn't even seen me before today, but all of a sudden you like and want to get to know me? Don't feed me the bullshit," she said with one eyebrow raised up and slight attitude on her face, " what's really up?"

She was so straight to the point, and I wasn't used to this shit. I was used to feeding these girls anything, and they ate that shit up. I chuckled, "I liked what I saw today."

She looked at me and snickered, "bullshit," she said as she rolled her eyes. "I had my hair in a sloppy bun and I was in sweatpants and a hoodie, what was there for you to like what you saw?"

She had a point, I liked the girls who did the most. "Shit, Aria, you're a pretty girl." I meant that with all honesty at this point.

She just laughed, "Everyone knows the type of girls you go for, pretty ass, always dressed over the top girls, and there were plenty of girls in there today looking just like that fighting for your attention, but I was not one of them. On a normal day your ass wouldn't have ever approached me, what's really your motive?"

I smiled, she wasn't biting back, she wasn't stupid, she paid attention. I liked and hated that shit at the same time. Most girls would be thrilled that I'm paying their ass some attention, whereas Aria was sitting here questioning it.

I was kind of stuck for words, and this shit never happened. "Well today wasn't normal now was it?" I asked as I leaned back. That's all I could come up with. Aria turned and faced me completely, "So, what's your motive?"

I licked my lips and looked her in her eyes, "I want you, there's nothing more to it." She shook her head and started pouring herself another drink, she wasn't eating this shit up. I was really going to have to work for this girl.