Faces of the Game
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    Genuine Feeling : ***   Chip woke up and looked down, Chelle was still in his arms he smiled and gently leaned over to get the remote control off of the night stand.  About fifteen minutes later, Chelle woke up and looked up at Chip.  “Good morning” he said looking back at her and smiling.  “Good morning” Chelle responded without opening her mouth wide, she knew she had morning breath.  She rolled over to look at the television, Chip was watching CNN.  Chelle got up and stretched her arms out, let out a big yawn and grabbed her silk robe that was at the foot of her bed.  She put her robe on and tied the belt around her waist, slid on her Chanel bedroom slippers and threw her hair up in a ball.  “You want breakfast?”  Chelle asked.  “Umm, sounds good” he replied.  She grabbed her cell phone, walked into the kitchen and called Ash.  “Girl, he is incredible” Chelle said into the receiver as soon as Ash answered the phone.  “Why are you whispering?”  Ash said laughing.  “He’s in my bedroom, girl we had the realest conversation ever, he shook me to sleep you know how I shake my foot at night… he does the same thing!”  Chelle said with enthusiasm.  “Oh so since you use the same technique to put yourselves to sleep, y’all are compatible?”  Ash said laughing to the top of her lungs.  “Shut up!  We have a lot in common a whole lot I just thought that was ironic.”  Chelle said grabbing the milk, eggs, cheese, turkey bacon and pancake mix.  She walked back in the bedroom, “How do you like your eggs?”  She asked him.  “Scrambled, who are you on the phone with?”  He asked.  “Ash nosey.”  She replied.  “I should have known, tell her I said what’s up” Chip said looking back at television.  Chelle walked back in the kitchen and continued her conversation with Ash.  “Girl we had like a four hour conversation before we fell asleep in each other’s arms and we had the talk he is not that bad, but he is still a nigga.”  “Of course, so did you tell him about J.C. and J.J?”  “Yeah, duh” Chelle said in a sarcastic tone.  “I bet you didn’t tell him about Harry did you?”  “No, he was never my boyfriend.”  Chelle argued mordantly.  “So, you liked him like he was your boyfriend.”  Ash said sarcastically.  “Yeah, yeah that dude was shell shocked he was scared to like a female again you know his head was fucked up.”  They both laughed in unison.  Chelle cracked her eggs into a bowl and mixed them with pepper and a little bit of Ms. Dash seasoning.  Then she made her pancake mix and added a little sugar and cinnamon, she put the turkey bacon in the oven and started cooking the meal.  She decided that they would have lemonade to drink so she poured two cups and sat them in the freezer so they would be good and cold once they ate.  She continued cooking and talking to Ash, “let me call you right back that’s Neese” Chelle said to Ash.  “Okay, tell her I said hey.”  Chelle clicked over.  “Good morning” Chelle said as she answered Neese’s call.  “Someone woke up on the right side of the bed this morning.”  Neese said with a smile on her face.  “Yeah, me and Chip talked all night long he is so cool I really like him.”  Chelle said smiling from ear to ear.  “Don’t let your guard down girl, whatever you do.”  Neese said in a deeper tone, enforcing her statement.  “I know girl, never that.”  “So, what are you doing today?”  “Child, enjoying these last few days before we start classes again.”  Chelle sighed.  “Girl I know that’s right, how many hours are you taking this semester?”  “Fifteen, how about you?”  “I’m taking fifteen hours too.”  Neese said.  “Okay enough about school, I try to avoid this conversation for as long as possible we will pick up on this

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