Cece and I had our hair plaited. We also put blue eyeshadow on our eyelid that was on the bare side of our face. She and I were both wearing red plaid skirts with black tank tops and black leggings underneath. Jared wore a red plaid hoodie and Taye wore red plaid cargo pants. All of the guys managed to find some clothing item to wear that was red plaid, whether it was on their head, body or feet. Any other clothing was black.
The music we’d chosen was an instrumental version of Eminem’s “Bagpipes from Baghdad.” Our routine consisted of a lot of aggressive popping and locking, plus some breaking. The crowd loved it. Making our performances a little theatrical made sure the club promoters remembered us and thought to book us again.
Dante met us at the club which I took as meaning he was really into Cece. I’d have a talk with the boy about treating my girl right, even if Jared already beat me to it. Cece was so sweet it made her a target for guys trying to take advantage of it. Caleb’s best friend or not, Dante needed to know not to mess around when it came to her.
After our performance, Caleb embraced me tightly. “You did good, little warrior.”
To give credit to where it was due, Ezra and Taye were the best breakers in the group while Jared was the best at popping. Cece and I had skills, but sometimes I worried we were more eye candy to our audience than anything else.
But other than skill, the most important part of dancing was confidence, so I told Caleb smugly, “I know.”
“So it’s like that, is it? Little b-girl has a big dancing ego?” he teased.
“Yep, it’s the one thing I know I rock at.”
He kissed me while gripping my butt. “Do you want to go back to my place?”
Before I could answer, Cece bounced up to us with Dante right behind. “Come on, guys, I want to go home and wash this paint off my face.”
I laughed while wiping some blue paint off Caleb’s cheek. “My mom is out of town, how about we go there?” Caleb offered.
“No way! Jared would kill me, plus I need to change at my house.”
“My bag is at her place anyways,” I reminded Caleb.
He got an annoyed look on his face. “Fine, we’ll go there first.”
Cece ditched us to ride with Dante in his car, so it was just me and Caleb. Jared was about as interested in spending time with Caleb as Caleb was with him. When we got there, Jared and they guys didn’t show up the entire time Cece and I were showering and getting ready again. Cece and I grabbed beers out of the fridge and took them to our boyfriends in the living room. I had no interest in drinking after the night before.
When Jared and the guys showed up, we were sitting on our boyfriends’ laps. Cece quickly jumped off Dante. The girl could move fast. I’d sit on my man’s lap if I want to. Jared wasn’t the boss of me.
Following the guys into the house was a group of five girls. I didn’t know them and from the way they were dressed and acting, I didn’t want to know them. Cece and I were always irritated when the boys brought girls like this home from a club or battle.
They said oh my god every other sentence and screeched when they were drunk instead of talking in normal tones. They needed to learn to use their inside voices. To get attention from the guys they acted like complete idiots. Some of the guys would definitely get laid, which was why they brought the girls along.
“Oh my god, Caleb!” one of the idiots screeched.
“Damn,” I heard Caleb mumble.
The idiot teetered over on her stilettos and plopped down next to my boyfriend. Uh, hello, I’m sitting on his freaking lap! No matter how close you move next to him, I’m still closer!
“Caleb! Where’ve you been? You never called me! I thought you liked me!” The idiot needed to shut her trap.
“Oh, um, hey, um. . . .” Caleb’s discomfort was the only funny thing in this situation. He glanced at me and I stayed mute, merely raising my eyebrows at him.
“What’s the matter, Caleb? Are you feeling alright?” The idiot actually had the nerve to place her hand on my boyfriend’s forehead as if to check for a fever.
I’d had enough. Grabbing her wrist, I flung her arm away. “Nothing is wrong with him except while his girlfriend is sitting on his lap, some one night stand from his past shows up and he can’t even remember her name.”
“Oh my god! You did not just talk to me like that! I’ll have you know that Caleb and I spent a beautiful night together! It was magical!” The idiot screeched and whined at the same time. Talented.
“Caleb, baby?” I said sweetly.
“Yes, princess?”
“What is this slut’s, sorry, I mean girl’s name?”