ok?”
He turned his attention back to Jessica. He was definitely feeling her style, but didn’t want to appear too pressed. He gave her one of his famous lingering glances right before he walked over to the punch, picked up the ladle, and poured some in a cup. He stopped before he took a sip and asked them, “This isn’t spiked with alcohol? Does anybody know?”
Lynn was the closest, and she looked into his piercing eyes and got stuck.
He smiled and asked again, “Do you know if it’s spiked with alcohol? Because I don’t drink.”
Lynn regained her composure. “No—I mean, I don’t think so. It tasted fine when we had some a second ago,” she stuttered.
He thanked her and began drinking it. When he finished, he looked at Jessica again and said, “Your name is Jessica, right?”
Jessica couldn’t believe he knew her name and was totally speechless. He awaited an answer, but received none until Vonda elbowed Jessica in the ribs.
She regrouped and said, “Yes.”
He nodded and smiled. “I saw you out there on the dance floor a minute ago. You were fly.”
Jessica blushed and put her head down.
He turned and looked at the dance floor. “Hey, you want to dance?”
Jessica looked at Vonda and remembered what she’d said. “No, thanks. Not right now.”
Kenny’s smile instantly turned into a frown. Vonda and Lynn were equally stunned.
“What?” he stammered, not believing what he’d just heard. Never in his life had a girl turned him down for anything.
“I just finished dancing, you know, and it’s so hot in here. Maybe a little later though, ok?”
This caught Kenny totally off guard, but he recouped well, smiled and said, “I understand.” Kenny walked back over to where his boys were with his head down.
As soon as he was out of ear reach, both Vonda and Lynn grabbed Jessica, spinning her around. “Jessica, are you crazy?”
Jessica was confused.“What?”
“Bitch, what do you mean ‘what’? Why would you turn down a dance from Kenny?” Vonda asked furiously.
“You told me that I should say no to separate myself from the chicken heads.”
“Bitch, I didn’t say to turn him down for a simple dance.”
Lynn shook her head and said, “You stupid,” then walked away.
Jessica and Vonda looked over at Kenny and his boys, who looked as if they were teasing him for being turned down by a girl—a young girl at that. It wasn’t even twenty minutes before the girls watch Kenny walk away from his group of friends and back in their direction again.
He walked directly up to Jessica and said, “Jessica, can I have a word with you?”
Jessica looked at Vonda, who nodded. She smiled at Kenny and said, “Yes.”
Tiny had just arrived back over to the group from dancing when she saw Kenny take Jessica by the hand and lead her over to a sofa.
She quickly asked Vonda and Lynn, “What’s going on?”
Both girls smiled and Vonda said, “My girl Jessica just got Kenny open like a token.”
The three looked over at the sofa where they were sitting. Tiny was livid as her eyes turned into a slant and she grew angrier by the second.
“I guess you won’t be getting the man of your dreams tonight, huh, Tiny?”
Tiny remained silent as her frown suddenly turned into a smile. She turned around and said to her two friends. “Listen, I’m going downstairs for a minute. I need some air. I’ll be back.” She headed toward the front door.
Vonda and Lynn watched Tiny leave, then Lynn said, “That bitch is scheming. She’s up to something.”
Vonda squinted. She knew Lynn was right.
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Outside, Tiny fished around in her pocket for some coins and when she found two dimes she searched for the nearest pay phone. She dialed the number and waited.
By the third ring, a voice answered, “Hello?”
Tiny cleared her throat and said, “Hello, yes, this is Tiny—” Tiny rolled her eyes and corrected herself— “I mean Claresse, Mrs. Jones. Can I speak to Jessica?”
“Young