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Blog #8:
It's 10:30 right now and I'm in the Den. Sorry I didn't write yesterday! You guys missed a lot but I'm willing to fill you in. I'm kind of starting to feel like this is the Virgin Diaries or something because I literally pour all my feelings into this blog. I just want to say thanks for listening.

So yesterday morning I woke up and repeated my morning routine. Stared at the floor for 30 seconds, washed my face/brushed my teeth, filled in my eyebrows, listened to music, accidentally woke up LaLa, blah blah blah. It was only different from the day before because I had a 3 hour shift instead of 5 hour shift, thanks to my boss. As LaLa grabbed an orange juice and walked over to the mirror to put her hair in a bun, I felt her eyes burning holes in the side of my head.

B: "Is there a problem?"
LaLa: "Yeah your music's too fucking loud." she said turning and facing me.
B: "It's not that serious and fine, I'll turn it down." I said, turning it off. I didn't even want to listen anymore. Jessie threw a pillow at LaLa and asked us to shut up.
LaLa sat on the counter next to me. I plugged in my straighteners and started sectioning off my hair.
LaLa: "Why did you lie to me yesterday?" she asked crying.
B: "Are you really crying?" I asked sulking.
LaLa: "I'm on my period so I'm emotional! Why did you lie about the whole closet thing? Do you not want to be cool anymore?" she asked.
B: "No it's not like that. I just didn't want to make it awkward but I guess by trying not to make it awkward, I made it awkward. I'm sorry." I told her. She got down and hugged me. Amy left the room to go to the bathroom and then I packed my bag, said my goodbyes, grabbed my keys and orange juice and left.

I had to stop for gas and as I put the gas in the tank, I texted my boss and let her know I was going to be a few minutes late. A grey car sped into the gas station and parked at the pump right behind me. It was the grey car from yesterday. I stared at the driver's door in anticipation, wondering if it were Ricky. Last time I heard, I thought he didn't want to go to college. Said he spent his whole life in school and didn't need college- just his stove.

I could only imagine what he meant, and at the thought, I started laughing. The door opened and the man's head was down like he was looking in his cup holder. He was wearing fresh white Forces and I licked my lips. I can't deal with cute boys but dirty sneakers. Finally the gas was finished and I hopped in my car and slammed the door.

I went to put the key in the ignition when someone walked up to my window, which was tinted on my black Honda Civic. I rolled down my window and it was Ricky. I was in awe and my heart started beating fast. My mouth was open like I didn't know what to say. I got out the car and threw my arms around his neck. He hugged me back. He smelled like Axe- but it wasn't nauseating.

B: "You stalking me?" I asked playfully.
Ricky: "This is the state college. Other people come here, too." he said, licking his lips.
B: "So you go here now?"
Ricky: "Yeah. Decided I wanted to make something of myself."
B: "Okay. I see you." I said biting my lip.
Ricky: "You nervous to see me?"
B: "No, why you ask?" I said smiling. I couldn't stop smiling.
Ricky: "I just thought you bit your lip when you were nervous. Or when you liked what you saw, but I'm not even gonna go there." he said, touching his face. "It's the little things you do, that get me, B." I blushed and started smiling so hard, my face started to hurt.
B: "Well I gotta go, I have work." I said hopping in my car.
Ricky: "Well listen, be safe." he told me, with his hands on my window. "Aye listen, what you doing later around noon?"
B: "Classes."
Ricky: "Later this afternoon, like around 4:00?"
B: "Meeting my friend LaLa for lunch."
Ricky: "Tonight?"
B: "A date."
Ricky: "A date?" he repeated. He made a face as I nodded my head. "If he not me then he ugly. Why you messing with these ugly niggas, B? You better than that." he said smiling. He laughed and then I drove off.

I finished my shift and attended all my classes. We had to take billions of notes for History and I was just beat. It's my favorite subject but I hate sitting for long periods of time. Earlier in the day I had texted LaLa and told her I'd be at the campus' dining hall at exactly 4:00. It's buffet week. Where was she? It went on to 4:15 and as I was studying I felt a hand on my ass. It was Ricky sitting next to me. He had a plate of food.

B: "Now you definitely stalking me." I insisted.
Ricky: "You mean going to all the restaurants on campus looking for you? Maybe. Or I heard about buffet week and decided, why don't I go grab a plate."
B: "Stop trying to be a smart ass." I said laughing, looking at my notes. He faced forward and took a bite of his food.
Ricky: "What you studying?"
B: "History."
Ricky: "It's lunch. Just eat. You always was a good girl." he said in my ear. He got closer.  "Except for when ya legs was in the air." I slapped him on the shoulder and he chuckled. "Where your friend? Or did you make that up, too?"
B: "Too? What else do you think I made up?"
Ricky: "That date thing. You was tryna make me jealous. The little things you do B- you know I try and protect you and shit." he said smiling. I turned my head and looked him in the eyes. We had a moment and it really made my heart beat fast. The whole room froze and I heard nothing but the sound of my own heart beat. Cheesy, I know.
B: "That wasn't a lie, Ricky. Besides, I don't think it's gonna last anyway." I told him.
Ricky: "Well he needs my approval first."
B: "Why? You not my dad." I told him. I went back and forth between my dad and mom occasionally. We were close but I was still a mommy's girl.
Ricky: "But you used to call me 'daddy'." he said, chuckling again. I slapped him harder.

LaLa walked over apologizing for being late. Ricky introduced himself politely and then I asked her to walk me over to make a plate.

LaLa: "Ooo girl who that? He cute." she said, grabbing a fork and plate. I did the same.
B: "An old friend. He cool - we used to have a thing but I don't know what we are."
LaLa: "Sound like yall still have a thing if you don't know what yall are, then." We slid down the line, adding food to our plates.
B: "Well we friends. I wanna give Nick a chance. Our date is still tonight and I don't know what I'm wearing. After this let's get our nails done." I told her.
LaLa: "Yes, please. My fingers are so ugly right now."

We walked back over to the table and I realized I needed napkins. LaLa sat down and I walked back over to the buffet. I could feel someone staring at me- I just had a feeling. I walked back over to the table and took a bite of my chicken.

LaLa: "So B, you really told him to give you head and then kicked him out with blue balls?" I choked on my food and Ricky laughed.
B: "Ricky take story time somewhere else."
Ricky: "I can't. You're the only people I know. So, didn't you?" he asked, stuffing his mouth.
B: "Damn right. I know we didn't talk much senior year, but did I ever tell you why I was mad at you that night?"
Ricky: "It was the candy bars."
B: "Oh my god, you're so clueless." I said rolling my eyes, eating my mashed potatoes. "Someone told me that Jake told them, about yall little phone call. From earlier that day." I didn't want to throw Annie under the bus. He threw his head back and put his hands over his face.
Ricky: "Ugh! That's what you was mad about?!" he asked.
B: "Lower your voice." I said.
LaLa: "Okay let's just drop it."
Ricky: "Naw man. I got a cut on my eye and got in a fist fight later that night for you. But you was mad about something I said to my bestfriend? Come on, now."
B: "I never thought about it that way. But how you going to defend me publicly, and not in the privacy and company of your own bestfriend?"
Ricky: "I can't believe we didn't talk all senior year because of that. That's so petty." he said.
B: "Well we gotta go. I need to study, sleep and get ready for my date. I said, grabbing my bag and plate. "Come on LaLa."
LaLa: "I-I'm not done." she said with her mouth full. I turned back around and gave her the death stare.
B: "Let's go before you not have a ride to the nail salon." I said walking away.

I got in the car and plugged my phone up to the AUX chord. Planes by Jeremih was the first thing that came on. I looked at my nails and after 2 minutes of waiting, LaLa came to the car. We put on our seat belts and she re-applied her lipgloss.

B: "Which nail salon?" I asked, hoping she wouldn't want to talk about Ricky.
LaLa: "Kimora's. I'll put it in my phone's GPS." she said. She put it in the GPS and we were on our way there. "So, you used to fuck with that guy, Ricky. And you let him go because you were mad he was talking about you? But then he got a cut above his eye later that night defending you. I'm not taking sides here but that doesn't that kinda balance each other out? I'm just trying to understand."
B: "Well stop trying. And yes I was mad. I thought he was fine with me not wanting to do anything so you could imagine that I was devastated when I heard it was bothering him the whole time."
LaLa: "Again, I'm a neutral party in this. But he is a guy- they say one thing when they mean another. Because they just want to please you. If you think about it, he put his needs a side to keep you happy. And to protect your wishes. I have respect for him- not a lot of guys can do that."
B: "Yeah but if he can't admit to me how he really feels then whats the point? And who knows what else he could've been saying behind my back? He's not the type to try and just hit. Well he is. But not with me. I don't know, maybe you're right. Once they start showing iffy signs, though, I don't want any parts." I re-applied my lipgloss at the red light.
LaLa: "All boys are iffy. Besides, you told him two years later, where as had you adressed it in high school yall could be cuffed right now. Making babies." she said laughing.
B: "Hell no. No babies over here. Not yet." I said laughing.
LaLa: "I actually got his new number for you. I want yall to meet up. You can still give Nick a fair chance while talking to Ricky." she said. I didn't object. "I'll text it to you." she said smiling.

We pulled up, got our nails done and then went home. Amy wasn't home but Danny and Candy were. We all blasted music and chilled before our chapter, or group of girls, called a meeting. They said they didn't do a full house meeting because not everyone was home, but that there was a charity event Saturday afternoon (so 2 days away). It was to raise money to go towards research for breast cancer.

The event was an obstacle course that cost $3.00 to participate in, and each chapter had a job. Our chapter's job was promotion- everyone had to promote but we had to step it up a knotch: print out flyers and put them all around campus, around frat houses and on Twitter, Instagram and Snapchat ( Our fraternity has it's own snapchat account. ) After the meeting and putting flyers around campus with LaLa, I went back home and took a well deserved nap. As soon as I laid my head down I knew when I woke up, I had to get ready for my date with Nick. And if all went well, I was going to ask him to be my date to the charity event.

It was 7:30 and I was ready. The whole time I got ready I thought about Ricky. I had on a red dress with the classic black Louis Vuitton, my hair was still straightened and I was wearing Victoria Secret lipgloss, of course. Nick came knocking on the door like a gentlemen, and when we left I was so excited.

He smelled so good and looked so polished. He opened the door for me and I got in the car and put on my seat belt. We went to a nice, upscale restaurant off campus. Too bad after we sat down and started talking, the date went completely left. As in, it sucked ass.

He didn't want to do anything but talk about sex. He kept bringing up that night and the topic of sex. He said nothing about our futures, families or even school. And I really hate school sometimes so I thought that would have been the worst thing to talk about!

By the end of the night it seemed like he was more interested in the idea of taking my virginity ( just for the fun of it ) than getting to know me. When he dropped me off at home I planned on never returning his calls again. Note to self: no more dates with closet one night stands.

Was B silly to think that LaLa wouldn't find out she lied? Who was right- Ricky or B & Lastly, Did Nick surprise you? Leave comments, votes & if you're not already, follow me & add The Big V to your library 😛💘 Read on to find out what happens next.

Blog #8:
It's 10:30 right now and I'm in the Den. Sorry I didn't write yesterday! You guys missed a lot but I'm willing to fill you in. I'm kind of starting to feel like this is the Virgin Diaries or something because I literally pour all my feelings into this blog. I just want to say thanks for listening.

So yesterday morning I woke up and repeated my morning routine. Stared at the floor for 30 seconds, washed my face/brushed my teeth, filled in my eyebrows, listened to music, accidentally woke up LaLa, blah blah blah. It was only different from the day before because I had a 3 hour shift instead of 5 hour shift, thanks to my boss. As LaLa grabbed an orange juice and walked over to the mirror to put her hair in a bun, I felt her eyes burning holes in the side of my head.

B: "Is there a problem?"
LaLa: "Yeah your music's too fucking loud." she said turning and facing me.
B: "It's not that serious and fine, I'll turn it down." I said, turning it off. I didn't even want to listen anymore. Jessie threw a pillow at LaLa and asked us to shut up.
LaLa sat on the counter next to me. I plugged in my straighteners and started sectioning off my hair.
LaLa: "Why did you lie to me yesterday?" she asked crying.
B: "Are you really crying?" I asked sulking.
LaLa: "I'm on my period so I'm emotional! Why did you lie about the whole closet thing? Do you not want to be cool anymore?" she asked.
B: "No it's not like that. I just didn't want to make it awkward but I guess by trying not to make it awkward, I made it awkward. I'm sorry." I told her. She got down and hugged me. Amy left the room to go to the bathroom and then I packed my bag, said my goodbyes, grabbed my keys and orange juice and left.

I had to stop for gas and as I put the gas in the tank, I texted my boss and let her know I was going to be a few minutes late. A grey car sped into the gas station and parked at the pump right behind me. It was the grey car from yesterday. I stared at the driver's door in anticipation, wondering if it were Ricky. Last time I heard, I thought he didn't want to go to college. Said he spent his whole life in school and didn't need college- just his stove.

I could only imagine what he meant, and at the thought, I started laughing. The door opened and the man's head was down like he was looking in his cup holder. He was wearing fresh white Forces and I licked my lips. I can't deal with cute boys but dirty sneakers. Finally the gas was finished and I hopped in my car and slammed the door.

I went to put the key in the ignition when someone walked up to my window, which was tinted on my black Honda Civic. I rolled down my window and it was Ricky. I was in awe and my heart started beating fast. My mouth was open like I didn't know what to say. I got out the car and threw my arms around his neck. He hugged me back. He smelled like Axe- but it wasn't nauseating.

B: "You stalking me?" I asked playfully.
Ricky: "This is the state college. Other people come here, too." he said, licking his lips.
B: "So you go here now?"
Ricky: "Yeah. Decided I wanted to make something of myself."
B: "Okay. I see you." I said biting my lip.
Ricky: "You nervous to see me?"
B: "No, why you ask?" I said smiling. I couldn't stop smiling.
Ricky: "I just thought you bit your lip when you were nervous. Or when you liked what you saw, but I'm not even gonna go there." he said, touching his face. "It's the little things you do, that get me, B." I blushed and started smiling so hard, my face started to hurt.
B: "Well I gotta go, I have work." I said hopping in my car.
Ricky: "Well listen, be safe." he told me, with his hands on my window. "Aye listen, what you doing later around noon?"
B: "Classes."
Ricky: "Later this afternoon, like around 4:00?"
B: "Meeting my friend LaLa for lunch."
Ricky: "Tonight?"
B: "A date."
Ricky: "A date?" he repeated. He made a face as I nodded my head. "If he not me then he ugly. Why you messing with these ugly niggas, B? You better than that." he said smiling. He laughed and then I drove off.

I finished my shift and attended all my classes. We had to take billions of notes for History and I was just beat. It's my favorite subject but I hate sitting for long periods of time. Earlier in the day I had texted LaLa and told her I'd be at the campus' dining hall at exactly 4:00. It's buffet week. Where was she? It went on to 4:15 and as I was studying I felt a hand on my ass. It was Ricky sitting next to me. He had a plate of food.

B: "Now you definitely stalking me." I insisted.
Ricky: "You mean going to all the restaurants on campus looking for you? Maybe. Or I heard about buffet week and decided, why don't I go grab a plate."
B: "Stop trying to be a smart ass." I said laughing, looking at my notes. He faced forward and took a bite of his food.
Ricky: "What you studying?"
B: "History."
Ricky: "It's lunch. Just eat. You always was a good girl." he said in my ear. He got closer.  "Except for when ya legs was in the air." I slapped him on the shoulder and he chuckled. "Where your friend? Or did you make that up, too?"
B: "Too? What else do you think I made up?"
Ricky: "That date thing. You was tryna make me jealous. The little things you do B- you know I try and protect you and shit." he said smiling. I turned my head and looked him in the eyes. We had a moment and it really made my heart beat fast. The whole room froze and I heard nothing but the sound of my own heart beat. Cheesy, I know.
B: "That wasn't a lie, Ricky. Besides, I don't think it's gonna last anyway." I told him.
Ricky: "Well he needs my approval first."
B: "Why? You not my dad." I told him. I went back and forth between my dad and mom occasionally. We were close but I was still a mommy's girl.
Ricky: "But you used to call me 'daddy'." he said, chuckling again. I slapped him harder.

LaLa walked over apologizing for being late. Ricky introduced himself politely and then I asked her to walk me over to make a plate.

LaLa: "Ooo girl who that? He cute." she said, grabbing a fork and plate. I did the same.
B: "An old friend. He cool - we used to have a thing but I don't know what we are."
LaLa: "Sound like yall still have a thing if you don't know what yall are, then." We slid down the line, adding food to our plates.
B: "Well we friends. I wanna give Nick a chance. Our date is still tonight and I don't know what I'm wearing. After this let's get our nails done." I told her.
LaLa: "Yes, please. My fingers are so ugly right now."

We walked back over to the table and I realized I needed napkins. LaLa sat down and I walked back over to the buffet. I could feel someone staring at me- I just had a feeling. I walked back over to the table and took a bite of my chicken.

LaLa: "So B, you really told him to give you head and then kicked him out with blue balls?" I choked on my food and Ricky laughed.
B: "Ricky take story time somewhere else."
Ricky: "I can't. You're the only people I know. So, didn't you?" he asked, stuffing his mouth.
B: "Damn right. I know we didn't talk much senior year, but did I ever tell you why I was mad at you that night?"
Ricky: "It was the candy bars."
B: "Oh my god, you're so clueless." I said rolling my eyes, eating my mashed potatoes. "Someone told me that Jake told them, about yall little phone call. From earlier that day." I didn't want to throw Annie under the bus. He threw his head back and put his hands over his face.
Ricky: "Ugh! That's what you was mad about?!" he asked.
B: "Lower your voice." I said.
LaLa: "Okay let's just drop it."
Ricky: "Naw man. I got a cut on my eye and got in a fist fight later that night for you. But you was mad about something I said to my bestfriend? Come on, now."
B: "I never thought about it that way. But how you going to defend me publicly, and not in the privacy and company of your own bestfriend?"
Ricky: "I can't believe we didn't talk all senior year because of that. That's so petty." he said.
B: "Well we gotta go. I need to study, sleep and get ready for my date. I said, grabbing my bag and plate. "Come on LaLa."
LaLa: "I-I'm not done." she said with her mouth full. I turned back around and gave her the death stare.
B: "Let's go before you not have a ride to the nail salon." I said walking away.

I got in the car and plugged my phone up to the AUX chord. Planes by Jeremih was the first thing that came on. I looked at my nails and after 2 minutes of waiting, LaLa came to the car. We put on our seat belts and she re-applied her lipgloss.

B: "Which nail salon?" I asked, hoping she wouldn't want to talk about Ricky.
LaLa: "Kimora's. I'll put it in my phone's GPS." she said. She put it in the GPS and we were on our way there. "So, you used to fuck with that guy, Ricky. And you let him go because you were mad he was talking about you? But then he got a cut above his eye later that night defending you. I'm not taking sides here but that doesn't that kinda balance each other out? I'm just trying to understand."
B: "Well stop trying. And yes I was mad. I thought he was fine with me not wanting to do anything so you could imagine that I was devastated when I heard it was bothering him the whole time."
LaLa: "Again, I'm a neutral party in this. But he is a guy- they say one thing when they mean another. Because they just want to please you. If you think about it, he put his needs a side to keep you happy. And to protect your wishes. I have respect for him- not a lot of guys can do that."
B: "Yeah but if he can't admit to me how he really feels then whats the point? And who knows what else he could've been saying behind my back? He's not the type to try and just hit. Well he is. But not with me. I don't know, maybe you're right. Once they start showing iffy signs, though, I don't want any parts." I re-applied my lipgloss at the red light.
LaLa: "All boys are iffy. Besides, you told him two years later, where as had you adressed it in high school yall could be cuffed right now. Making babies." she said laughing.
B: "Hell no. No babies over here. Not yet." I said laughing.
LaLa: "I actually got his new number for you. I want yall to meet up. You can still give Nick a fair chance while talking to Ricky." she said. I didn't object. "I'll text it to you." she said smiling.

We pulled up, got our nails done and then went home. Amy wasn't home but Danny and Candy were. We all blasted music and chilled before our chapter, or group of girls, called a meeting. They said they didn't do a full house meeting because not everyone was home, but that there was a charity event Saturday afternoon (so 2 days away). It was to raise money to go towards research for breast cancer.

The event was an obstacle course that cost $3.00 to participate in, and each chapter had a job. Our chapter's job was promotion- everyone had to promote but we had to step it up a knotch: print out flyers and put them all around campus, around frat houses and on Twitter, Instagram and Snapchat ( Our fraternity has it's own snapchat account. ) After the meeting and putting flyers around campus with LaLa, I went back home and took a well deserved nap. As soon as I laid my head down I knew when I woke up, I had to get ready for my date with Nick. And if all went well, I was going to ask him to be my date to the charity event.

It was 7:30 and I was ready. The whole time I got ready I thought about Ricky. I had on a red dress with the classic black Louis Vuitton, my hair was still straightened and I was wearing Victoria Secret lipgloss, of course. Nick came knocking on the door like a gentlemen, and when we left I was so excited.

He smelled so good and looked so polished. He opened the door for me and I got in the car and put on my seat belt. We went to a nice, upscale restaurant off campus. Too bad after we sat down and started talking, the date went completely left. As in, it sucked ass.

He didn't want to do anything but talk about sex. He kept bringing up that night and the topic of sex. He said nothing about our futures, families or even school. And I really hate school sometimes so I thought that would have been the worst thing to talk about!

By the end of the night it seemed like he was more interested in the idea of taking my virginity ( just for the fun of it ) than getting to know me. When he dropped me off at home I planned on never returning his calls again. Note to self: no more dates with closet one night stands.

Was B silly to think that LaLa wouldn't find out she lied? Who was right- Ricky or B & Lastly, Did Nick surprise you? Leave comments, votes & if you're not already, follow me & add The Big V to your library 😛💘 Read on to find out what happens next.