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THE DEEP ATTRACTION

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" 'Cause what's a star when it's most important fan is missing?"

KAMARIA WOODS
JANUARY 2nd, 2008.
WEDNESDAY 4:14 pm

KAMARIA SAT ON the top of a picnic table in the park they were in, while samir sat on the bench portion of it, with his head resting between her legs.

"No that's not true, you jus can't get a pretty girlfriend cause you ugly." Samir clowned Saint, laughing and pointing at the boy.

"Saint if I was you, I would not keep letting slim talk to me crazy like he is right now." Kourtney instigated making kamaria laugh at her antics.

Kyaire sat on a separate bench, pulling his blunt up to his lips taking a long pull, eyeing his sister and Samir in particular.

It was so weird seeing them together the way they were. At first it was like, okay—but now it was more lovey dovey than he was used to. Way more intimate too. Like the fact his head was resting between her thighs.

Kyaire wasn't trying to be petty, but he had barely spoken to either one of them since two days ago when they came out with the truth. He wasn't necessarily angry, but he was just trying to wrap his head around it and he couldn't fake or hide that.

If it were a few months ago he would've felt differently and probably would've tried to whoop his ass. Now though, after everything and the way he watched Samir be there for her on multiple occasions he questioned if he could really feel some type of way about it.

He knew his bestfriend wouldn't hurt her.

Still, he didn't have anything say about it yet. So he had said nothing.

"I'm sexy, I can get me a nice lookin girl if I wanted too!" Saint defended with a smile on his face, then turned his head once Kyaire tapped his shoulder to pass the blunt.

"Couldve had yo girlfriend too, ain't that right lil bit." Saint teased his friend taking a pull from the blunt, wanting to see his face drop just so he could win. Yet, Samirs face remained stoic.

"If you could've you would've. I got out like five months ago, you had three years." Samir continued to clown Saint by holding up three fingers looking unbothered, making Kamaria stifle her laugh since he was completely right.

"Y'all two stop it." Kamaria mumbled softly using her finger tips to play in his hair.

"Y'all two stop itttt." Saint mocked her voice , scrunching his face up.

"Chill." Samir chuckled tilting his head slightly to lay it on her thigh. She smelled so good to him, like vanilla or something, he didn't know exactly what it was.

Kamaria shook her head, reaching to the side of her picking up her Bahama blueberry Mistic, and twisted the cap gaining a pop sound from the glass bottle opening.

Placing it to her lips she took a few gulps and closed her eyes. They had to be one of her favorite things to drink, literally.

"Let me get some." Samirs head hung back as he stared up at her.

Without any protests, she passed it over to his larger hand and he placed his mouth on it and drunk over half of it making her frown.

"You finna fucking piss me off, Samir. You wanted that nasty ass Snapple now drink your own shit." She fussed making him laugh.

Other people couldn't handle it as well as him , but her slick mouth was amusing. She never let anyone intimidate her, she spoke her mind when ever to who ever. He loved that about her.

"Who you talking to like dat?" He furrowed his eyebrows, questioning her rhetorically.

She rolled her eyes slouching, "Nobody." She muttered making kourtneys jaw drop, and her eyes widen.

"Oh my gosh she dick-matized ." She whispered to where she could only hear herself talking.

"Yeah, that's what I thought ugly. Now pass it back." He put his hand out for her bottle realizing he should've got what she had instead of his Snapple like she said.

Rolling her eyes, she picked it up giving it back to him. "Y'all disgust me." Kourtney dramatically gagged as Samir opened it back up.

Samir smirked, shaking his head at her. "Shut up, hatin ass girl. Ever since y'all found out bout us y'all just hate and be in our business." He complained.

"And now you see why I wanted to stay a secret, but it's fa the birds remember? Keep that energy." She teased him, "now gimme my damn drink." She snatched it back and he didn't respond.

He just stared at her, and licked over his lips.

"Y'all freaky, why he staring at her like dat, y'all?" Saint broke the silent tension between everyone making Samir look over at him.

"Boy, like what. I swear you be making shit up." Kamaria laughed , and Samir still just looked at her.

He had a habit of just looking when he had something on his mind that he wasn't sure if it was too offensive to be said out loud or not.

What he really wanted to tell her was to stop smiling and laughing with him. Yet, he knew he would sound like a hater, but he was possessive.

So instead he turned her head to face him so they could have their own conversation. "You talked to ya dad?" He questioned lowly , now only engaging in her.

She sighed. She didn't want to tell him everything being exchanged between her dad because they weren't necessarily seeing eye to eye.

He didn't agree with her relationship. That was it. That simple.

And she didn't care. That was it, on her part.

So they were bumping heads. He felt as if she was prioritizing him over too much important stuff like family stuff. Then he brought up how she didn't want to go to mountains with them and now they were at odds.

He wanted his daughters to spend quality time, because they were the same age yet they acted like enemies or strangers.

He didn't like that, he wanted his kids to get along, and he felt as if Samir was an odd factor after Sarai vented to him about a few things that kamaria didn't know about, yet at least.

She had told him how she liked Samir first, and kamaria knew that but still went after him and that's why they weren't getting along recently. Like they ever were.

Still, kamaria didn't know this and just thought her dad was assuming things like always, so she wasn't giving him her energy which angered him even more.

He didn't like nonchalance. It irked him, and that was something Kamaria and him had in common, except this time she was the one who was being nonchalant.

"Yes, and he's trippin. Like I don't get him."
Kamaria instantly frowned thinking about the situation with her dad.

He was so controlling sometimes and it pissed her off more than she liked to admit. Especially because she knew when he was her age he was as wild as they got, which was why they had Kyaire so young, and then her right after.

Two kids back to back as teens, but was trying to judge what she did.

"What he sayin?" Samir asked wanting to get her frustrations off of her chest. He didn't like when she bottled things up, and he knew she was capable of doing it for a long time.

So in order to prevent that, he always pried even if she didn't like it. He wanted no secrets between them, and always asked about the little things like how her day was or how she was currently feeling.

"He's trying to take me, Sarai, and Kyaire to the cabins in the mountains before schools starts back so we can get all of our problems squared away as siblings. Even though the only person with a problem is Sarai." She huffed running her fingers over his smooth peanut butter complexion.

"So he trynna lock y'all in a cabin?" Samir clarified watching her nod because that was exactly what he was trying to do.

"And I wasn't even going to tell you because I don't know what he's talking about, but he even says he wants you to come, because your the root of all three of our problems. Problems that I'm unaware of by the way." She muttered.

Samir jerked his head back in offense which was understandable, "me? What did I do. The only thing I did is become your boyfriend, and ain't no way that's the root of any problem...right?" He stated unsurely.

"Of course." Kamaria assured him softly. The tone in her voice made his stomach feel weird. She was able to affect him in so many ways and effortlessly too.

"Ever since two days ago during New Year's Eve he's starting to catch wind of the bad blood between me and Sarai that's been there. He's just about a few years late." Kamaria explained.

"Oh yeah, I mean I'm not even finna sit here and tell you make up wit her ass." He shrugged carelessly. He wasn't the type to tell someone to be the bigger person if he knew he would do the same in their position. That was hypocritical. "And don't think I forgot when she said you told her ass I had a girlfriend on thanksgiving." He started smiling.

She gasped, "That girl is literally crazy I have no idea what she was talking about." Kamaria played crazy, because what she did was coming back to her.

"Mhm, now tell me what happened." He angled his lower body side ways still leaning into her thigh in between her legs.

"Aight, we was in my room, and all day I had been noticing how she was all over you in kickball. And I didn't like that." She shrugged making him grin. "Then she started asking if you had a girlfriend cause she was feeling you and I told her you did." She admitted.

Samir stared at her for a second to see if she was serious, and by the stoic expression on her face he could tell she was.

He bursted out into laughter , dropping his head while she gulped the rest of her juice.

"What?" Kyaire chuckled slightly.

Samir had the type of laugh that made other everybody around him want to laugh because it was funny, so Kyaire couldn't help it.

"Yo sister is a character bruh. She be knowing what she doing, true shit." He shook his head, while Kyaire was interested.

"What happened,"

Kamaria groaned throwing her head back, "on thanksgiving I told Sarai that Samir had a girlfriend when he didn't because I didn't want her to go after him, cause he my man." She crossed her arms feeling dumb explaining it.

She felt like it made her look desperate, and that if her sister went for him then she would be the one he was with and not her.

Which of course wasn't the case.

Kyaire shook his head, "Samir ass wasn't gone go for that shit no way, anyway. He had told me he thought Sarai was feelin him that same day—and told me to tell her to quit it, cause he ain't want her." Kyaire revealed making Kourtney gasp.

"See y'all was on the same page for real." Kourtney teased while kamaria was trying to hide her surprise from the information.

"Exactly." Samir nodded.

He would've never got with her. Way too many reasons. The only thing that was cute about her in his opinion was her looks. She had twisted insides.

"Yeah, but anyways so I guess dad starting to notice the rift between us cause he adamant on getting me, you, Sarai, and Samir to go up to the cabins which I don't want to do." She sighed.

She used to love going to the cabin Georgia because she loved the snow.

Until she didn't.

"Why? Shit I mean I know why I don't wanna go but what about you?" Kyaire was speaking the most he had to her in two days.

She figured he was in his feelings so she wasn't even going to push it. Either he came around to the idea, or he didn't.

Maybe if he caught on a little earlier she would care more about how he felt, but she was in love now. What he said didn't matter to her.

And it was the same for Samir.

He loved Kyaire like his brother, but when it came to kamaria he wouldn't listen to what anybody had to say but her, and himself. Not even his parents if they tried.

"Because, even though he want Samir there he gone try to keep us as far apart from each other as he can. That's why ian wanna tell people in the first place. Damn." Kamaria muttered. "Not only that, but he don't even like that I'm with Samir so what would he want him to come for? Sound like I'm setting myself up for some bullshit. Ian never been dumb." She swallowed, being confident in her words.

It didn't take a genius to put two and two together, and some stuff just wasn't adding up to her.

"I heard you on that girl. Don't let him trick you into some bullshit. Fuck Sarai—my bad." Kourtney corrected herself but kamaria just sighed not even saying nothing.

A few months back kamaria would at least have the decency to defend her sister to an extent, but even that was weary now.

"Why you and Sarai beefin all of a sudden though, I know my sister issue." Saint said passing the blunt back to Kyaire as they faithfully shared the blunt.

Samir couldn't smoke for another month and a half, and Kourtney and kamaria really didn't smoke. It was a rare occasion type of type.

"I'm not getting into all of that, but it's not recent, and it's no beef. I just don't fuck with her—no hard feelings behind it though." She expressed truthfully.

Saint eyed her suspiciously not believing that, but it wasn't his business so there wasn't much he could say about it.

"Step away wit me for a minute," Samir gained her attention back, while she looked at him puzzled. They were in a park, so she was unsure where he wanted to go.

Still, she easily agreed. "Alright," she shrugged as he leaned off of her letting her bring her legs together. "We'll be right back yall." She announced.

Samir stood up, and grabbed her hand helping her jump down carefully, before interlocking their fingers.

"Ouuu okay! Don't go fuck though! Have some class!" Kourtney shouted after them, resulting in a laugh from Samir and kamaria flicked her off not bothering to look back while she did so.

"That shit is so nasty dawg what the fuck..." kyaires face unintentionally screwed up.

As soon as he began warming up to them Kourtney had to go and remind him that they most likely had sex before. He wasn't positive, but he knew that had at least done something sexual because Samir said it.

That was enough to make his skin crawl.

"What's up?" Kamaria lifted her head to stare at the side of his face as they progressively got farther away from the shelter they were under and picnic tables they were on with their friends.

"Ion know. Saint and K3 starin at us like some aliens and shit, need a break." He admitted with a shrug.

Kamaria giggled at his choice of words, "I honestly don't think K3 is trynna do it on purpose. He just trynna get it through his head which is understandable. I would be the same if he just randomly came out and said he was with Kourtney—plus ya momma told them you in love so..." she trailed with a shrug feeing cocky. "Now Saint, he probably just salty." She blew out a breath.

"You right. He needa get over it though and hang that shit up, cause it's dead. Real shit." He licked over his lips making her heart flutter.

She never got tired of his open affectionate personality. He wasn't afraid to show her he was possessive, or jealous because he cared.

After walking for a little longer he looked back to see they were at a distance and could barely see them anymore, so he chose to lean against the big oak tree they were standing next to so they didn't wander off too far just in case.

She stopped with him, and he placed his hands on her waist, pulling her closer to his body. He let his eyes roam around the girl, wearing nothing special, but still stood out in his eyes.

She had on a gray tank top, black biker shorts, and black jelly sandals from family dollar with a black Michael kors crossbody purse. Her braids were in a high ponytail, and the only jewelry she was wearing was a tennis bracelet. Her lips looks moisturized, but not glossy, meaning she used vaseline instead of lip gloss.

Even like that, she still managed to hold his attention.

"You wanna know the first thing about you that caught my attention, once I got out?" He questioned raising his eyebrows.

"What?" She replied softly, curious to know where this was going.

"I think it was the way you carried yo self." He admitted, not knowing why he was saying this, but just wanted to spark conversation. "From the first day I seen you at that party I could see it all over you."

"The way you dress, ya hair always look nice even though it's not always in braids, you always smell good, yo lips ain't ever dry and shit," he laughed once she smacked her teeth, "it was also shit like, how you don't let nobody boss you around, and how you can be stubborn, but you genuine. You got a back bone, and don't let nobody try you continuously or walk over you—and best of all you ain't boy crazy like most of these hoes." He had to add with a grin.

"Boy," she laughed trying not to show how flustered she was by his rant. She sometimes wondered what he saw in her of all people when he had girls like Cayeton who would make his every wish come true if he told her too, but he just told her loud and clear.

He simply liked her, because she wasn't like them at all. She wasn't different, and different was good in her case.

"Boy you always know how to say the right things like a lil poet or something." She teased him to eliminate some of the tension. He smiled looking away from her. He really loved her energy the most.

He remembered when she didn't even want to say two words to him, and now in records time not only did they have love for eachother, but they were in love with eachother. And it happened rather quickly.

"You must be trynna fuck." She accused playfully making him smack his teeth. She giggled at him because she wouldn't put it past him, but it wasn't true.

"No I'm not, but if it's on the table is rude to say no to offers." He threw in, and kamaria exploded with laughter throwing her head back.

"You so cute boy, I love you." She got on her tippy toes kissing his cheek, and he could stop it, letting his face heat up.

"Wait say it again one more time." He held her in place , pulled into his body.

"What? That I love you?" She questioned with a smile on her face , and he just stared at her licking his lips.

"Let me go! You being extra." She exclaimed since it seemed like he was frozen in place .

"Why you gotta act like that wit me. Youn know I love you girl? I'll really hurt you if you try to leave me." He expressed sending chills through her body.

"And the same go for you. I will cut you Samir, think I'm playing." She matched his energy causing him to bite on his bottom lip.

"That shit just made me hard, let's go home." He tried to tug her away and she couldn't stop laughing even though he was serious and wasn't trying to be funny.

"Boy, stop playin we came here wit Kourtney and nem." She pulled away.

"I wasn't playing kamaria. But okay, just remember this day." He nodded his head letting her drag him back to them.

Lil calm before the storm.

Thoughts and predictions?

MYA OUT🫡