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~ The Next Night ~

 *Ring…Ring………Ring…Ring*

"Are you going to get that AJ?!?!" Alana yelled down the stairs.

"Well I wasn’t planning on it, but I guess I could…" AJ replied sarcastically. Chuckling he added, "Man I crack myself up sometimes, whew!"

~ On The Phone ~

 AJ: Hey this is Bone, what’s up?

Caller: Uhh…yeah is Alana there?

AJ: Who’s calling please?

Caller: Steve, I’m a good friend of Alana’s….

AJ: Cha, when haven’t I heard that one…? This was more of a statement then a question…

Caller: Pardon?

AJ: Nevermind, let me get Alana for ya man. Half mumbling AJ said, "A good friend of Alana’s..Yeah…HA!"

"ALLANNNNNNNNNNNNNA!!!!"

"I got it up here, thanks J" Alana said kinda annoyed that someone was calling for her at 11:00 PM, she was never one to talk on the phone a lot, let alone at 11 o’clock.

For a minute AJ was stung with a bit of jealousy, he’d been feeling that a lot lately when guys called for Alana. What’s my problem, we’re JUST friends. What do I care if a couple guys call her? Sh*t, what do I care if a thousand guys call for her? She’s not my girl, I shouldn’t care…but I do, and that’s the problem… All these thoughts were going through AJ’s head when the sound of pounding feet walking down the stairs brought him back to Planet Earth.

"Gee-zus AJ! Why is it that every single time a guy calls for me you have to give him the, "I’m a bad-ass, be intimidated by me" mambo jambo, and, and, and…." Alana said trying to do her best AJ impression.

This made AJ laugh, "Whoa Nellie! Chill woman! First of all, I don’t know what you’re talking about, I happen to think I’m very polite on the phone!" AJ stifled a giggle, "and second of all, why is this a big issue all of a sudden? I mean it’s not like you don’t do it when girls call for me"

"What?! No I don’t, and besides," Alana said trying to think of a reason, "that’s different, all the girls that call for you are little hoochie mammas trying to get one thing out of you."

Alana was just full of funnies tonight AJ thought, but he tried hard not to laugh, he knew that would just piss her off even more. So instead he thought he’d play nice and make for the time being, "Whatever Lanna, you know me, I always mess around like that, I’m sorry. Really, I am." AJ gave her "the look", you know the one: puppy dog eyes, arched eyebrows.

"Uhhhgg!!! Geez! Why is it that every time I get pissed off at you in the end I’m the one who feels guilty? HUH? Can you explain that one J?" Alana knew that she could never stay mad at AJ for more than 30 seconds, but sometimes he was just so damn annoying. Oh, bet then he would look at her with those beautiful brown eyes of his, and all the anger that she felt towards him would instantly melt, along with her heart.

"Yes I can explain that one to you. The reason that you can never stay mad at me is because I’m just so gosh-darn cute, and besides, I’m always right, and you know it."

AJ’s always had that smart-alleck attitude, but Alana was used to it. "Whatever dude, I’m not even gonna argue with you, I need to get ready…."

"Oooooh….where are you goin’?" AJ mocked.

"I have a date with Steve." Alana responded nonchalantly.

AJ felt as if someone had stabbed his heart, but he refused to let Alana see his pain. He couldn’t let her know that he loved her, it would too weird, not yet, he would tell her when the time was right. He had to act normal, as if he didn’t care.

"Oh, well-have fun, and be good ya hear?" He plastered a fake smile upon his face, praying to God that Alana didn’t sense anything.

"Aren’t I always?!?" Alana giggled.

"Aren’t you always what?" AJ asked genuinely confused.

"My God boy! I really wonder about you sometimes! I meant, ‘Aren’t I always good’" Alana shook her head and laughed.

"Yeah I knew that! REALLY! Dude I was just messin’ around, do you really think I’m that dumb?" AJ said trying to play it off. "On second thought, don’t even bother to answer that one." He laughed. He shoved her, "Go get ready for your date!"

AJ was in a way relieved that she didn’t see through his fake smile and look past his "happiness" but at the same time he wanted to tell her how he felt, he wanted to tell her that he loved her, but he wasn’t sure how she felt about him. At times she’d do things that would lead him to believe that maybe, just MAYBE the feelings he felt for her were mutual, then she would do something else that would throw him off track.

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