Up in da club!

Saturday night, I hit a local hot spot. I wasn’t too thrilled cause I didn’t love my outfit. But at the end I really enjoyed myself. Me, my lil’ cousin and my friend kicked it pretty hard. And guess what, “The Rapper” was there. I saw him outside at first but pretended not to. After I went in (VIP style always and only), he spotted me and approached me quick. He rubbed my upper thigh, just the way Hero used to, and we conversed for under a minute. We moved on, making our individual rounds. I watched him watching me all night. After a while I noticed the same fake Alicia Keys was playing him close like butter plays toast. So I maintained my inconspicuous distance. She was on him like white on rice. Not that he was resisting but I could tell for sure who was pursuing who. Am I going to have to fight in the club? Nope. He ain’t my man, so I chilled. We crossed paths a few more times. Each time we exchanged a few flirty words. I love his swagger. He asked me to come to his house afterwards; I said okay but kept rolling, wondering why he wasn’t going with “Alicia Please”! Towards the end of the night, he stood with me. They played his song and my girls and I danced to show our support. Then out of no where came “Biggie in Black”. She hoped on him like an L train. He entertained her for under 5 seconds and was back in my face. GIRL, DON’T TEST ME! We exchanged a lot of our I like you so much but I can’t show it sentences and then I left. Before I did though, I said “I am going to call you, don’t answer and see what happens”. So after I dropped everyone off, I called. This mofo did not answer. So he calls me back like an hour and a half later. (7:13 a.m., the clubbed closed at 6!). He had an attitude, asking why I didn’t call, rapper please, you know I called. We discussed us for about an hour. We used the hypothetical situation of “buying a girl a drink” to navigate this conversation. We concluded that if he buys anybody a drink, it would and should be me. This was his way of saying, that I was now his number one interest. He used our favorite ghetto euphemism, “You are on boo status”. I know for sure he is not trying to tell me that he is being monogamous but just that I am his favorite. Which is his exact roll in my life for now. He told me that “All the girls, I meet, when they are away from the background music and scene of a club, are nothing” But that I was different. He said that most of his conversations can be left “right there” but that everything I say to him, he can take with him everyday. He asked me now that I was on “boo status”, what was I going to bring to the table. I didn’t really now but I did tell him that his passion for his music and just hearing it and watching him work hard to see it pop, inspires me unlike any other man that I know. But since he stood me up after the club, I am going to give TF a fighting chance.