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Ciara

I know I shouldn't have but I did. I manipulated Joe into staying with me late last weekend, so he had no time to spend with Angelique. I knew for a fact that he could never say no to me, and that he would pick me over her. The reason that he picks me over her however makes me sick to the stomach.

He sees me as his sister, and most guys would pick their sister over their girlfriends because of the simple fact that its family. Every time I need him, no matter what he has planned with his real family, or Angie, or friends, I come first. I use that to my advantage; even though I know it’s wrong and won't last.

I knew he had plans with Angie tonight, and I knew he had plans with her tomorrow that's why I invited him. He didn't necessarily say yes or no, but I knew I would see him today because once again I come first. I internally smiled when I heard the knock at my door.

“Hey CC”, Joe said. I hugged him then stood back to look at him. He was in basketball shorts and t-shirt with Black and White Jordan's on. When he stepped back he twirled the ball on his index finger and smiled brightly at me. “You ready to play?”

“Yea, lemme go change”, I didn't have to change, but I didn't want it to be obvious that I knew he was coming over.

“I'm headed outback”, he yelled as he ran out our back door.

I quickly changed into a white sports bra and Blue and white B-ball shorts.

He was shooting when I ran out. His set up was slightly off, and I knew that it was not going in so I yelled out, 'Brick', loud enough for him to hear me just as the ball bounced off the rim and fell. I ran to get the ball then stood where he had been and shot a perfect three from slightly behind the line.

“You jinxed my shot so that ain't count”, he pouted.

“Uhmm... sure. Just admit I'm better”, I said as I shoved the ball into his chest roughly.

“Can't do it”, he said as he shot.

“Why not?” I asked as I ran for the ball.

“Cause it’s a lie, and I don't lie”, he said as he blocked my shot, took the ball, dribbled it up to the net and did a perfect dunk.

“Okay, I admit that was a nice dunk”, I said.“You got it”

“Because I'm the man”, He shouted.

“Yea”, I said with a laugh. “Let’s play a quick game, first to 21”

“Okay”, we checked the ball and began playing.

Around 5 my mom pulled up with groceries. Joe went out to help her get the bags while I continued shooting. My three year old brother ran out to me and hugged my legs messing up what no doubt would have been a perfect shot.

“That don’t count Joe, because Trey messed me up”, I said irately as I bent down and picked Trey up.

He looked up at me with sad puppy dog eyes. “I’m Sowwy”, he said sweetly.

“It's alright little man. Yo sista suck, she was gone miss anyways”, Joe said as he ran up and took Trey out my hands. Tossing him in the air. Trey giggled and kicked. Joe then took a small basketball from by the small court and gave it to Trey. Then he lifted Trey above his head so Trey could dunk. It was a cute moment.

I laughed when Joe started running with Trey on his back yelling, “We're number one, we’re number one”. Trey tried his hardest but it sounded like, “Wee'd dumba one, Wee'd dumba one”, my mom came out side to see what the commotion was and then she too started laughing.

My mom then asked Joe if he wanted to stay for dinner and he said no and that he had to leave soon. I was upset because I knew where he'd be going. I had to think of something.

“Joe, you know my mom makes the best curry chicken. How you’re going to pass that up. Come on, you ain't ate with us in forever. Your parents won't mind.” I said with a too sweet face. He hesitated. “Trey, don't you want Joe to stay?”

“Yesh”, Trey said.

“How can you resist that face?” I said with puppy dog eyes.

“Okay, uh, lemme just call them real quick”, he stuttered as he put Trey back on the ground and went in the house. I knew his parents weren't going to be disappointed. It was going to be Angie.

“Alright big man, let's wash up”, my mom said to Trey.

I went in the house and started up the stairs when I heard Joe yelling.

“Ain't even like that”, he tried to whisper.

I heard mumbling on the other end of the phone but couldn't make out what she was saying.

“Angie, we have this argument all the time. She’s family, why you can't understand that. It's dinner with my other family”

“No, I can't say no now. I already said yes”

“No you can't come over here”

“Because they don't know you!!” he yelled annoyed.

“Whatever”

“Fine”, he yelled then hung up.

“Y'all aright”

He looked up startled that I was there. “Yeah”, he said rubbing the back of his neck. “She'll get over it. I’m going home real quick to wash up.”

When he left I ran upstairs and got washed up also. I dressed casually and comfortable in a small wife beater and jeans.

It didn't matter what I wore. Joe has seen me in everything. So, me dressing to impress him was the farthest from my mind.

When I came back down stairs my mom was putting her and Trey plate on the table and my dad and Joe were sitting in front of the TV eating and watching basketball. I fixed my plate and joined them.

At almost 11 o clock Joe said goodnight and left. It's been a pretty good day!!