Marlon Williams.

"I love The Little Rascals. That movie is so cute to me."
Shameece complimented as Marlon turned off the TV once the movie ends.

They were now inside his apartment. Just chilling like he planned.

"Same, buckwheat is my favorite."
Marlon agreed, he got up from the couch as he walked to the kitchen.

Shameece laughs.
"So, have you find any jobs?"

Marlon sipped on his apple juice and grab the folded piece of paper from his back pocket. "It was only two but I don't know if you were interested."

He gave her the paper and sat back down on the couch.
"Uh, hell no to this job."

Marlon almost choked on his juice.
"Why not?"

Shameece squinted her eyes and glance at the paper.
"A phone sex operator?"
She chuckled.

Marlon slowly turn his head away, sipping some of his juice.
"I mean, I thought you would be interested."
He shrugged his shoulders then she playfully hit him.

"Marlon!"
He laughs.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. But would like to work at my father's diner?"
He asked.

"He's hiring?"
He nodded as he twisted the cap back on his juice.

"Mhm, you wouldn't be his taste tester. You see he already gave me and Shawn that job." Shameece laughs.

"But he is looking for a waitress."
He added.

"Hm, I'll go for it. I'm actually looking for something that's not fashion based."
Shameece accepted.

"Cool, I'll let him know tomorrow."
Marlon nodded, smiling at her.

He is excited that Shameece will be working at his father's diner. That way they can see each other without having for him to wait.

"Can I use your bathroom?"
Shameece asked, standing up.

"Sure, it's right there."
He pointed where her eyes followed. The bathroom was right next to Shawn's room.

"Thanks."
She went ahead while Marlon laid back on the couch.

He was in his thoughts for a few seconds before sitting up and grabbing one of Shameece's magazines as he begins to flip through them.

"What's up, Marlon?"
Shawn greeted, entering the apartment.

He nodded his head in return.

"When you start reading fashion magazines?"
Shawn chuckles.

"These aren't mines, it's my friend's."
Marlon corrected.

"Oh, the girl you were telling me about yesterday?"
Marlon nodded his head as he scrunched up his face.

"These models dress worse than Pops. They even wearing his white boots, kid!"
Marlon noticed, laughing.

"Oh God, look what the world is coming to."
Shawn joined as he flipped to another page.

Shameece Latimore.

After she finished washing her hands, Shameece dried them off with paper towels and throw it in the garbage afterwards. She looked at herself in the mirror as she took her hair out of the scrunchy, playing through it.

Marlon has been so wonderful to her. She really enjoyed his company. She is looking forward to do more of this with him, probably at her place the next time.

Shameece exited out of the bathroom and went back to the living room where she saw his brother. He was handsome just like his brother.

"Hello."

Shameece greeted as Marlon and Shawn look at her.

"Hey, you Marlon's friend?"
Shawn asked.

She nodded her head.
"Yes, my name is Shameece. It's nice meeting you."
She held out her hand as he gently grabbed it, caressing.

"So I am assuming that means beautiful?"
Shameece raised her brow, chuckling lowly.

"Nah, it's just a unique African-American name."
She clarifies as he laughed.

"Well, I love it."
Shawn complimented, biting his bottom lip at her.

Shameece could feel the awkwardness. She already has her heart for Marlon and here goes his brother, trying to get it.

"Negro, get away from this. She's here for me."
Marlon reminded his brother, standing next to her.

Shawn smacked his lips.
"Aight, if you believe that."

When he walked off, he glance at her once more and smirks as he went to his room. She shakes her head, walking over to the table where she grabbed her magazines.

"Excuse my brother. He's a pig. Always trying to take something I can't have."
Shameece smiled at Marlon.

"It's ok, he isn't my type. He look like he is all about himself."
She added.

•

"You sure you don't want me to walk you home?"
Marlon asked as they were outside of his apartment.

"Aww, I'm sure, thank you so much for having me over. Your place is really nice but your brother. I don't know." Marlon chuckled.

"No problem, just wanted to make sure you get home safe."
Shameece smiled and gave Marlon a hug before she walk off.

She stuffed her hands into her pockets. Since she forgot her gloves, she had another source for warmth. On the next block, she stopped a taxi and got in as she gave the driver the directions to her apartment.

Laying her head against the glass, she thought about what happened today and hoping it would be good tomorrow.

•

Eh.

I'm afraid to say this but I feel like I'm boring y'all with the chapters I published. Sorry this one isn't as interesting as you guys expect.

Ugh.

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