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Jordan sat across from Andre,trying to hide her face with the menu.

She felt kinda weird since she was dressed a little laid back in such of a fancy restaurant.

Everyone had on suits And dresses,even Andre had on a nice name brand suit.

Andre didn't mind Jordan style,he rather liked it.He liked it because it gave off a cool-laid back personality to her.Not always fancy and trying to do the most like other girls he's been with.

He needed a change in his life.

Jordan wore a oversized thrasher shirt and distressed jeans that was cropped at the ankles,with a pair of red huaraches.

She threw her hair into a half up half down style.

Andre also liked how Jordan didn't pound her face with make up.Jordan loved beating her face,For fun though.

The most she did when going somewhere was her brows,lashes,and of course some lipgloss.

Jordan hummed to the song that lowly played over the speakers in the restaurant.She put the menu down and sighed while looking around the restaurant.

Andres eyes was fixed on Jordan.She was so beautiful to him,Her mocha skin color glowed,and it looked smooth and soft.

Jordan's eyes landed on Andre.She rubbed her lips together to even Out her lipgloss before talking.

"So...you invited me onna' date,Come up wit' sumn' to talk about,Andre"

Andre chuckled and ran his tongue over his top row of teeth.Usually he'll have no problems with starting conversations.But right now all he wanted to do was think of ways to make Jordan his.

He noticed how she wasn't a easy get-to.She would indeed put up a fight.

He followed up to her requirements of waiting 29 days,not really though,it's been only 28 days.

He thought he was going to get rejected but was surprised when she said yes.He was planning on giving her a surprise at 12.

Jordan on the other hand forgot about her birthday.What was the point of keeping track when you care less.To her it's just another day.

"Are you mixed with anything?" Andre asked.

Jordan looked at him with her head tilted.She hated when people asked her this because it was annoying.

"Nah..My momma' black and my daddy black too.I guess you can say I'm black mixed with a little black".She said with a shrug.

Jordan was one to express all of her feeling,she didn't hold anything back.No matter who you is.She speaks her mind.

Like her daddy,and momma.

After what seemed like hours of talking,laughing, and enjoying each other's presence their food was finally brung to them.

"Can you put this on for me?" a waitress asked handing Jordan a tiara that had 'princess of the day' in pink diamond italic letters.

"Ah, Nah I'll put it on" Andre said grabbing the tiara,He carefully placed it on Jordan's head.He laughed on the inside at how confused she looked.

Since he told the restaurant it was her birthday at 12 and he wanted them to do something special for her,the tiara was 1 out of many other things she was going to be confused about tonight.

Jordan looked at herself through her phone camera and made sure her hair looked nice.

"What's this fa'?" She asked with a little laugh.

"Your food looks good,can I have some?" Andre asked dodging her question.She sucked her teeth and swirled up some of her spaghetti in her fork.

"Here,fatty" She said holding her hand under the fork just Incase any noodles fell.

Andre held his mouth open for Jordan to place the fork inside.

"Let's see wha' that tongue do" Jordan said side eying Andre with a smirk on her face.

"We'll have to go back to my crib first,unless you really freaky and want it in the car" Andre said after chewing and swallowing his food.

Jordon choked on her drink,after swallowing her Pepsi carefully she held her mouth open in a shocked expression.

"No thee fuck you did just not!" She said holding her hand over her mouth as she laughed.

"Your laugh so cute" Andre said staring directly at Jordan.Jordan hated when he looked at her like that,it made her feel some type of way.

"Can I ask you something?" Jordan asked after fully calming down from her laughing spree.

"Shoot"

"Why you so proper? Like you wear suits and whatevs'.I mean.....I would think you would wear clothing like hood rich,but you classy and what not"

Andre bit his lip and drunk the shot of tequila he ordered.

Jasmine rejected his offer of a drink because she know how old she is.Thats a no-no.

Yeah,she smoked marijuana but that was as far she was going until she turned the legal age to drink.

Andre didn't do chasers,so he had to deal with the tingly-burning sensation going down his throat.

Jordan instantly regretted asking that question.She noticed how tense he got and she didn't like that.

She cleared her throat and opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted as he speaked.

"Leon? He ain't my daddy...my dad died" Andre said.

That's why he so damn light skin.Jordan thought.

"My dad was a business man,he was a CEO of a large company.He died from diabetes and that's when my mom got married to Leon a few years later.He took me in as a son and I accepted him as a father figure.The drug life really just not for me..you know? So I came up with the record label idea and he loved it.So now I'm head CEO of FastMoneyentertainment"

Jordan sat speechless.She liked how He was honest with her,but didn't say too much.

"Wow..uh..And-"

"Jordan? Aye let me talk to you real quick" a familiar voice said causing Jordan to jump.

She looked behind her and her facial express went from a smile to a frown.

Rakim

"Aye? Nah my guy that's not how you approach her" Andre said.

Jordan lightly jerked her head back with a "Well Damn" Look on her face.

"Who is you? This yo new nigga or sumn?" Rakim asked getting loud.

Jordan got up because she knew how fast this could escalate.Plus she didn't know what Andre was capable of.

On the other hand Andre wasn't scared of this little boy.Andre could have him gone with the snap of his fingers.He would do the dirty work himself too.

Jordan walked ahead of Rakim fast.She was embarrassed of how she was acting and she didn't have time to hear him plead his case.

"What Rakim? What!" She said when they finally reached the back of the restaurant.

"Who is that Jordan?" Rakim said calmly.

"Why? I'm not ya' girl Keem.....why you hea'?"

Jordan's statement was more than true.Her and Rakim wasn't together and he confirmed that himself when he sent her a text saying he didn't want her anymore

"My dad funeral today...we having dinner here" Rakim said lowly.Not wanting to talk about it so much.

Even though Rakim hardly knew his dad because he moved to Cincinnati,they was starting to build a relationship.

"Oh...Look Rakim I'm sorry but you pushed me away,I could've been there for you and I could've helped you" Jordan said putting her hands in the pockets of jeans.

"Nah,I see old dude out there,you left me for him and you don't even care.I can see it in your eyes you don't give a fuck" Rakim said testing Jordan.

He knew how to press her buttons and make her feel bad.He knew how to get her mad easily even though she already a hothead.

"What? Rakim shut the fuck up.I do care...you never got a chance to see it because you ran back to your baby mother.You even texted me telling me you don't want me.Do you really expected me to chase after you? I did that freshman year! You made me look stupid.Dont try to run back because you see im with someone who probably gone treat me better than you.Thats why he checked yo ass,na' lemme' lone"

Jordan turned around to start walking back to the table her and Andre sat at but was stopped when Rakim pulled her hair.

He put something over her face and put a gun up to her head."Scream and I'm blowing your brains out".

At this time Jordan wished she would've bring her purse with the glock.

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