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Blog #30:

I couldn't help my self. It was something about relaxing in his warm embrace that made my heart skip a beat and made my juices ooze.

Standing in his arms, the warm smell of his cologne made my knees buckle- but not nearly as much as they did when we got to touchin and lovin.

He gently pushed me down on the carpet- a position I'd been in before. His hand slowly moving higher and higher along my left thigh. In between my legs, he thrusted- making me go crazy even though we still had our clothes on.

He sucked on my chest, unintentionally leaving love marks that would surely raise questions. But I didn't care. He took off his hoodie and threw it across the room.

His orange and white striped shirt looked even better coming off as he threw that across the room, too- exposing the abs he worked hard for.

But I didn't want the dirty, kinky kind of sex that ended with rug burns. I wanted risky, but slow and sensual sex that ignited a spark.

"I wanna go downstairs." I told him. He listened, helping me get up and stepping behind me. "Lead the way."

We left my room and ran downstairs to the biggest and most spacious bed I could think of.

"Whose room is this?" he asked, kissing on my neck with his hands around my waist.

"Kasey's."

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11 hours before The Winter Royale

B: "Syphilis? Who? Where?"
Amy: "By you not lowering your voice, you're defeating the purpose of me whispering."
B: "Okay well what's going on?" I said sitting up from the top bunk. Amy was sitting at the end of my feet, on her knees. The room door was closed.
Amy: "What if I told you, I know who has syphilis?"
B: "Amy you literally just did. It's-" I grabbed for my iPhone 6, hiding under my pillow. "It's 8:30. Did I have sex with them?"
Amy: "I don't think so?" she said with a puzzled look on her face.
B: "Then this can wait. Get off my bed." I said laying back down, throwing my blanket over my shoulder.
Amy: "Just listen to me. I snuck into Kasey and Ashley's room because I wanted to find something to prove they're not holier than thou, always making people feel below them. Well I came across a piece of mail, buried in Kasey's closet in an old shoe box- Kasey has or had, syphilis."
B: "Fix it Jesus." I said sitting up. "LaLa slept with Kasey- she could have it, too!"
Amy: "I don't want to be the one to spring that on LaLa- you call her and tell her. But get up because our make-up appointment at Mac is in 2 hours."
B: "But wait, you're lying. You don't get syphilis results in a matter of days- the outbreak wasn't confirmed until yesterday."
Amy: "Exactly. She didn't go to the campus' clinic. What if she's the one that spread it?"
B: "We gotta tell LaLa! And hope she doesn't have it, because- oh my goodness."
"Ant." We said simultaneously.

I texted LaLa everything that was going on and convinced her and Amy to come with me to get tested. Although I'm confident that I'm clean, I figured I should still get checked anyway.

LaLa of course texted back, panicking. She said to be ready because she was on her way and drove over as soon as possible. While waiting for LaLa, Amy and I brushed our teeth and washed our face, listening to music and exchanging theories about Kasey's sex life.

B: "Maybe the papers were old."
Amy: "What do you think Ant will say? You know, if their results comes out positive?"
B: "I think he'd be upset- but only because he couldn't join them."

Whatever was the case, the test results were the key to the answers we all needed- LaLa and Ant especially. All I know is, Amy's been spending most of her time at the Alpha Delta House- and I love it. We're closer than ever.

LaLa honked the horn as I blow-dried one last strand of hair. I grabbed my purse and tied my Converses before rushing out the door behind Amy.

When we got to the car, Ant was in the passenger's seat. It kind of felt like he was violating girl-time, but seeing how he might actually have syphilis, I let it go. I walked to LaLa's side of the car and hopped in the back.

Ant: "You were saying?"
LaLa: "We'll finish this conversation later!" she said, turning down the music.
Ant: "I wanna talk about it now."
LaLa: "It's none of they business."
Ant: "You gonna tell them anyway! What's the point?"
Amy: "Yall bicker like an old married couple."
"Shut up." LaLa and Ant scolded her.
Ant: "All I'm saying is, I want to be a part of it next time."
B: "Told you." I whispered to Amy.

As Ant and LaLa went back and forth, I texted Nick and suggested he went to the clinic to get checked.

Nick 💗: If I'm clean and u clean then I don't see why you telling me to get checked
B: We're both sexually active so as adults we should be mindful enough to get tested.
Nick 💗: If it bothers you that much then I will
B: Thank you. I'm on my way to do the same thing right now.
Nick 💗: So we just not gonna talk about last night?
B: what's there to talk about? you stormed out on me and when I said wait you slammed the door in my face, so no we're not. see you at the Winter Royale
Nick 💗: maybe u won't, maybe you will.

I showed Amy the conversation, furious. She read it and shook her head. I looked out the window in awe, realizing how pretty the weather is and how important of a day this was.

I wasn't trying spend it stressing over Nick and Ricky- but if I didn't think about them I'd probably lose them both for good.

I put my headphones in and quickly fell asleep, listening to Here by Alessia Cara.

Not even 15 minutes later I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Amy, and after I unbuckled my seat belt we went in the clinic and waited to be seen. Long story short- it was embarrassing to use our real names when being called for a test. Better safe than sorry, though.

We were informed we'd get our results within a week, and requested we come in and pick them up instead of having them mailed. The waiting period in the clinic took so long that after we left out, it was already 10:00 A.M.

LaLa: "Damn, we barely have time to make it to the mall for our appointments at Mac."
Ant: "Can't yall do your make-up yourselves?"
Amy: "Can't you cut your hair yourself?" she asked, pointing at Ant's fresh shape up. "But you don't, right?"
LaLa: "Good point, Ames."
B: "Let's waste no time getting there. Mac will fuck around and move our appointment to 3 hours from now."
Amy: "True. It is Saturday."

We rushed to the mall, making it to the Mac section of Macy's just in time. It took a half hour, but after I got my face beat, I went to watch LaLa's and Amy's. It was no surprise to see Vanessa walk in, checking in for her appointment.

I rolled my eyes at her and made sure she saw me do it. Standing next to LaLa's chair, who was getting the finishing touches put on her make-up, I felt a presence behind me.

Vanessa: "Can we talk, B?"
B: "No." I answered without turning around.
Vanessa: "I thought we squashed the bullshit."
B: "Oh yeah, of course I have no animosity toward you. Not like you slept with my nigga when he was vulnerable."
Vanessa: "I've apologized for that. I don't want to start anything but I want you to know that Ricky and I are still friends and we talk from time to-"
B: "What's your point?" I asked calmly.
Amy: "B, chill." she said from the other side of the mirror, which separated her chair from LaLa's and I side.
Vanessa: "We're friends and so he sends me things, like this screenshot of a message he was going to send to you but decided not to. I guess I'm saying I'll forward it to you."
B: "Oh honey, you're blocked."
Vanessa: "E-mail, then? Same as your first and last name, right?" she asked, pulling out her phone and e-mailing the screenshots to me.

I decided to just end the conversation before she continued on- in a mature fashion.

B: "Okay, thanks. We're trying to get ready for our event tonight, though. So if you don't mind.."

She just stood there like she was waiting on LaLa or Amy to say hi to her.

Vanessa: "No problem. See you there." she said as they called her name from the front desk.

She walked over across the room and I turned around to lock eyes with LaLa, who was looking fabulous.

B: "Go best friend, that's my best friend."

We took pictures for our personal, and then our Alpha Delta Snapchats before Amy's make-up was finished.

Ant had left to go get food, so conveniently after we payed for our appointments, he pulled the car up at the entrance of Macy's with Taco Bell. It took two hours so it was then 12:30 P.M. and I realized I needed to meet with Ricky around 1:30.

LaLa got in the passenger's seat as Amy and I hopped in the back.

Amy: "Hand me the Taco Bell bag." she commanded.
LaLa: "Next stop: the venue."
B: "What? No, I have to go back to the Alpha Delta House. My stuff is there and I didn't get to move it to the venue yet. When did yall?"
LaLa: "Earlier this morning, before I dropped Amy off and went back to Ant's. You still meeting Ricky, right?"
B: "Supposedly. He knows to meet me at the venue, though. What I need to do is text Nick because I miss him."
Amy: "I think she misses some other parts of him more than most but, that's just me." she said under her breath, shoving a bite of her taco in her mouth.
B: "Must be doing something right with all parts of him, because he's my date."
Amy: "Barely. Didn't he slam the door in your face last night?"
LaLa: "That's enough. Yall really taking shots at each other, and for what?"
Amy: "I'm tired of yall always trying to play me. 'Oh she can't pick em.' and 'We need to find her a date.' Well joke's on yall because I've been seeing someone." she said, looking out the window.
B: "The lies you tell.. shaking my head."
Amy: "You're a hater."
LaLa: "What's his name?"
Amy: "Marcus. He majoring in scientific engineering and we met at the café on campus. I just didn't tell anyone because I wanted to make sure it lasted. Tired of being let down and it's embarrassing."
LaLa: "Well you don't have to embarrassed with us. We support you 100%. Isn't that right, B?" she yelled to the backseat, still looking ahead.
B: "All jokes aside, I'm happy for you. You have pictures so we can see what he looks like?" I asked, looking in the Taco Bell bag for my food.

She nodded her head before pulling out her phone. Marcus was a nice and muscular, chocolate man. He looked 6 feet tall and had nice, juicy lips- he was a real one for her.

Amy: "So Marcus is my date."
LaLa: "Great to hear. Nothing but good vibes this way."
Ant: "Sike."
LaLa: "We almost at the house, B. If you take too long, I'll send Ant to come get your ass."

We pulled up to the house and when I grabbed my stuff out the car, I checked my phone. Nick texted back and said he got checked for syphilis and other STD's.

I went in the house and wasted no time getting ready. I pulled out my dress, heels and purse- all laid out on LaLa's bed.

Just after I got out the shower and straightened my hair, I put on a robe and started blasting the radio. I read the text Ricky supposedly wanted to send me, according to Vanessa. It was sweet, but I had to leave that alone to get my mind right.

Jamming to Don't by Bryson Tiller, I was standing at the makeup station of my room.

Reapplying the lipstick I bought from Mac, I froze as I saw his reflection in the mirror. He stood in the doorway of my room, until I turned around and he shut the door.

"Surprised to see me?" he asked, walking closer.

"Surprisingly, no."

I don't know about you but this chapter was a good look into what's coming up 😆 Who do you think walked in B's room, and do you think it's only good vibes around the girls of Alpha Delta Phi? Leave comments, vote and tell your friends about my book. I appreciate everyone who takes the time to read The Big V. Thanks so much 😇💗✌🏾️

Blog #30:

I couldn't help my self. It was something about relaxing in his warm embrace that made my heart skip a beat and made my juices ooze.

Standing in his arms, the warm smell of his cologne made my knees buckle- but not nearly as much as they did when we got to touchin and lovin.

He gently pushed me down on the carpet- a position I'd been in before. His hand slowly moving higher and higher along my left thigh. In between my legs, he thrusted- making me go crazy even though we still had our clothes on.

He sucked on my chest, unintentionally leaving love marks that would surely raise questions. But I didn't care. He took off his hoodie and threw it across the room.

His orange and white striped shirt looked even better coming off as he threw that across the room, too- exposing the abs he worked hard for.

But I didn't want the dirty, kinky kind of sex that ended with rug burns. I wanted risky, but slow and sensual sex that ignited a spark.

"I wanna go downstairs." I told him. He listened, helping me get up and stepping behind me. "Lead the way."

We left my room and ran downstairs to the biggest and most spacious bed I could think of.

"Whose room is this?" he asked, kissing on my neck with his hands around my waist.

"Kasey's."

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11 hours before The Winter Royale

B: "Syphilis? Who? Where?"
Amy: "By you not lowering your voice, you're defeating the purpose of me whispering."
B: "Okay well what's going on?" I said sitting up from the top bunk. Amy was sitting at the end of my feet, on her knees. The room door was closed.
Amy: "What if I told you, I know who has syphilis?"
B: "Amy you literally just did. It's-" I grabbed for my iPhone 6, hiding under my pillow. "It's 8:30. Did I have sex with them?"
Amy: "I don't think so?" she said with a puzzled look on her face.
B: "Then this can wait. Get off my bed." I said laying back down, throwing my blanket over my shoulder.
Amy: "Just listen to me. I snuck into Kasey and Ashley's room because I wanted to find something to prove they're not holier than thou, always making people feel below them. Well I came across a piece of mail, buried in Kasey's closet in an old shoe box- Kasey has or had, syphilis."
B: "Fix it Jesus." I said sitting up. "LaLa slept with Kasey- she could have it, too!"
Amy: "I don't want to be the one to spring that on LaLa- you call her and tell her. But get up because our make-up appointment at Mac is in 2 hours."
B: "But wait, you're lying. You don't get syphilis results in a matter of days- the outbreak wasn't confirmed until yesterday."
Amy: "Exactly. She didn't go to the campus' clinic. What if she's the one that spread it?"
B: "We gotta tell LaLa! And hope she doesn't have it, because- oh my goodness."
"Ant." We said simultaneously.

I texted LaLa everything that was going on and convinced her and Amy to come with me to get tested. Although I'm confident that I'm clean, I figured I should still get checked anyway.

LaLa of course texted back, panicking. She said to be ready because she was on her way and drove over as soon as possible. While waiting for LaLa, Amy and I brushed our teeth and washed our face, listening to music and exchanging theories about Kasey's sex life.

B: "Maybe the papers were old."
Amy: "What do you think Ant will say? You know, if their results comes out positive?"
B: "I think he'd be upset- but only because he couldn't join them."

Whatever was the case, the test results were the key to the answers we all needed- LaLa and Ant especially. All I know is, Amy's been spending most of her time at the Alpha Delta House- and I love it. We're closer than ever.

LaLa honked the horn as I blow-dried one last strand of hair. I grabbed my purse and tied my Converses before rushing out the door behind Amy.

When we got to the car, Ant was in the passenger's seat. It kind of felt like he was violating girl-time, but seeing how he might actually have syphilis, I let it go. I walked to LaLa's side of the car and hopped in the back.

Ant: "You were saying?"
LaLa: "We'll finish this conversation later!" she said, turning down the music.
Ant: "I wanna talk about it now."
LaLa: "It's none of they business."
Ant: "You gonna tell them anyway! What's the point?"
Amy: "Yall bicker like an old married couple."
"Shut up." LaLa and Ant scolded her.
Ant: "All I'm saying is, I want to be a part of it next time."
B: "Told you." I whispered to Amy.

As Ant and LaLa went back and forth, I texted Nick and suggested he went to the clinic to get checked.

Nick 💗: If I'm clean and u clean then I don't see why you telling me to get checked
B: We're both sexually active so as adults we should be mindful enough to get tested.
Nick 💗: If it bothers you that much then I will
B: Thank you. I'm on my way to do the same thing right now.
Nick 💗: So we just not gonna talk about last night?
B: what's there to talk about? you stormed out on me and when I said wait you slammed the door in my face, so no we're not. see you at the Winter Royale
Nick 💗: maybe u won't, maybe you will.

I showed Amy the conversation, furious. She read it and shook her head. I looked out the window in awe, realizing how pretty the weather is and how important of a day this was.

I wasn't trying spend it stressing over Nick and Ricky- but if I didn't think about them I'd probably lose them both for good.

I put my headphones in and quickly fell asleep, listening to Here by Alessia Cara.

Not even 15 minutes later I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Amy, and after I unbuckled my seat belt we went in the clinic and waited to be seen. Long story short- it was embarrassing to use our real names when being called for a test. Better safe than sorry, though.

We were informed we'd get our results within a week, and requested we come in and pick them up instead of having them mailed. The waiting period in the clinic took so long that after we left out, it was already 10:00 A.M.

LaLa: "Damn, we barely have time to make it to the mall for our appointments at Mac."
Ant: "Can't yall do your make-up yourselves?"
Amy: "Can't you cut your hair yourself?" she asked, pointing at Ant's fresh shape up. "But you don't, right?"
LaLa: "Good point, Ames."
B: "Let's waste no time getting there. Mac will fuck around and move our appointment to 3 hours from now."
Amy: "True. It is Saturday."

We rushed to the mall, making it to the Mac section of Macy's just in time. It took a half hour, but after I got my face beat, I went to watch LaLa's and Amy's. It was no surprise to see Vanessa walk in, checking in for her appointment.

I rolled my eyes at her and made sure she saw me do it. Standing next to LaLa's chair, who was getting the finishing touches put on her make-up, I felt a presence behind me.

Vanessa: "Can we talk, B?"
B: "No." I answered without turning around.
Vanessa: "I thought we squashed the bullshit."
B: "Oh yeah, of course I have no animosity toward you. Not like you slept with my nigga when he was vulnerable."
Vanessa: "I've apologized for that. I don't want to start anything but I want you to know that Ricky and I are still friends and we talk from time to-"
B: "What's your point?" I asked calmly.
Amy: "B, chill." she said from the other side of the mirror, which separated her chair from LaLa's and I side.
Vanessa: "We're friends and so he sends me things, like this screenshot of a message he was going to send to you but decided not to. I guess I'm saying I'll forward it to you."
B: "Oh honey, you're blocked."
Vanessa: "E-mail, then? Same as your first and last name, right?" she asked, pulling out her phone and e-mailing the screenshots to me.

I decided to just end the conversation before she continued on- in a mature fashion.

B: "Okay, thanks. We're trying to get ready for our event tonight, though. So if you don't mind.."

She just stood there like she was waiting on LaLa or Amy to say hi to her.

Vanessa: "No problem. See you there." she said as they called her name from the front desk.

She walked over across the room and I turned around to lock eyes with LaLa, who was looking fabulous.

B: "Go best friend, that's my best friend."

We took pictures for our personal, and then our Alpha Delta Snapchats before Amy's make-up was finished.

Ant had left to go get food, so conveniently after we payed for our appointments, he pulled the car up at the entrance of Macy's with Taco Bell. It took two hours so it was then 12:30 P.M. and I realized I needed to meet with Ricky around 1:30.

LaLa got in the passenger's seat as Amy and I hopped in the back.

Amy: "Hand me the Taco Bell bag." she commanded.
LaLa: "Next stop: the venue."
B: "What? No, I have to go back to the Alpha Delta House. My stuff is there and I didn't get to move it to the venue yet. When did yall?"
LaLa: "Earlier this morning, before I dropped Amy off and went back to Ant's. You still meeting Ricky, right?"
B: "Supposedly. He knows to meet me at the venue, though. What I need to do is text Nick because I miss him."
Amy: "I think she misses some other parts of him more than most but, that's just me." she said under her breath, shoving a bite of her taco in her mouth.
B: "Must be doing something right with all parts of him, because he's my date."
Amy: "Barely. Didn't he slam the door in your face last night?"
LaLa: "That's enough. Yall really taking shots at each other, and for what?"
Amy: "I'm tired of yall always trying to play me. 'Oh she can't pick em.' and 'We need to find her a date.' Well joke's on yall because I've been seeing someone." she said, looking out the window.
B: "The lies you tell.. shaking my head."
Amy: "You're a hater."
LaLa: "What's his name?"
Amy: "Marcus. He majoring in scientific engineering and we met at the café on campus. I just didn't tell anyone because I wanted to make sure it lasted. Tired of being let down and it's embarrassing."
LaLa: "Well you don't have to embarrassed with us. We support you 100%. Isn't that right, B?" she yelled to the backseat, still looking ahead.
B: "All jokes aside, I'm happy for you. You have pictures so we can see what he looks like?" I asked, looking in the Taco Bell bag for my food.

She nodded her head before pulling out her phone. Marcus was a nice and muscular, chocolate man. He looked 6 feet tall and had nice, juicy lips- he was a real one for her.

Amy: "So Marcus is my date."
LaLa: "Great to hear. Nothing but good vibes this way."
Ant: "Sike."
LaLa: "We almost at the house, B. If you take too long, I'll send Ant to come get your ass."

We pulled up to the house and when I grabbed my stuff out the car, I checked my phone. Nick texted back and said he got checked for syphilis and other STD's.

I went in the house and wasted no time getting ready. I pulled out my dress, heels and purse- all laid out on LaLa's bed.

Just after I got out the shower and straightened my hair, I put on a robe and started blasting the radio. I read the text Ricky supposedly wanted to send me, according to Vanessa. It was sweet, but I had to leave that alone to get my mind right.

Jamming to Don't by Bryson Tiller, I was standing at the makeup station of my room.

Reapplying the lipstick I bought from Mac, I froze as I saw his reflection in the mirror. He stood in the doorway of my room, until I turned around and he shut the door.

"Surprised to see me?" he asked, walking closer.

"Surprisingly, no."

I don't know about you but this chapter was a good look into what's coming up 😆 Who do you think walked in B's room, and do you think it's only good vibes around the girls of Alpha Delta Phi? Leave comments, vote and tell your friends about my book. I appreciate everyone who takes the time to read The Big V. Thanks so much 😇💗✌🏾️