I Play The Player; You Play The Game ~ A Drake Love Story ~

"Hey, Shante!" I called out waving at my daughter-like friend. "Hey! So, you commin' to glee club?" I smiled. "Thats where I'm goin right now." I said back. She beamed.
"Anyway, so how was your day?" I asked turning my head toward her. Shante's black hair was braided to the back and stopped at her shoulders. A pink tube top covered half of her stomach. Skinny jeans with pink hearts on the pockets covered her and a part of her black and pink nikes.
"Awsome!" She exclaimed. Shante turned her head to grab something out of her black leather shoulder bag that hang loosely off her shoulder. "I just got Drakes new CD, Thank Me Later. "Girl, thats not new - but I do like his song Miss Me and Find Your Love." I said examining the cover. "Great idea! We could do something about Drake in glee club!" Before I could answer there was a faint beat of pencils tapping and hands banging on desks. A smile appeared on my face.
As we got closer the beat got louder. "I know this beat!" Shante exclaimed.
"I'm more than just an option
Hey, Hey, Hey
Refuse to be forgotten
Hey, Hey, Hey
I took a chance with my heart
Hey, Hey, Hey
And I feel it taking over."
Me and Shante moved onto the chorus as we turned the corner and entered the room. Chris, my other buddy who I met through glee club, banged on the table, making the room fill with sound. Shante is in her senior year and is holding atleast a 3.68 GPA, Chris is a freshman and holds a 2.33, I'm in college and hold a 3.76. I try to help Chris as much as I can, but at the same time, I need help myself. I waved at Chris as me and Shante sang the third verse.
"It's more than just a mission
Hey, Hey, Hey
You hear but you don't listen
Hey, Hey, Hey
You better pay attention
Hey, Hey, Hey
And get what you been missin."
Me and Shante sang the chorus once more before sitting down in our seats. I pulled off my black and white jacket. My red tank top ruffled as I took my arm out of the sleeve. I sat my jacket on my lap against the denim fabric of my blue jean capris. "I like your shirt! What does it say?" Shante asked as she leaned closer. I looked down at the black sparkled letter. "Uh, Roses are Red; I'm a Red Rose."
"Hey guys!" Reesce said sliding his chair over to our table. "Guess what I just saw on youtube?" He said setting his laptop infront of us. "A pony singing Tik Tok?" Shante exclaimed. "How the hell did you come up with that?" Chris asked joining the conversation. "Oh. Shut it Afro Bro Who Really Need To Go." Shante responded. Reesce rolled his eyes. "/Anyway/, Drake totally seduced this girl that he pulled up on stage. When he went to kiss her Drake regected her." Reesce played the video for us to see.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WJFFQdKCoLk

"Ugh." I breathed, pushing the laptop away. "Drake is such a player." Shante said agreeing with my disgust. "He knows how to play the game." Chris defended. "Hey! I play the player. He plays the game." I said, just to make it clear. "So If Drake came in here right now and asked you to go on a date you wouldn't be head-over-heels for him?" Reesce questioned. "No. Instead, I'd agree, but say something came up." I pulled out some gum and offered it to them. "You gotta keep 'em wantin more." Shante added while chewing on my watermelon/lemon flavored gum.
Reesce scuntched his brows as he watched me, Chris, and Shante chew our gum. "Isn't gum made of whale blubber?" Me and my friends simultaneously spit out the gum. "Dude!" Chris exclaimed. "I'll never eat gum again!" Shante exclaimed fake-crying. "Hey! I'm the vegitarean over here. Whales are friends, not food." Chris gave me a slightly annoyed look. "You know I hate Finding Nemo." "What does that have t do with Finding Nemo?" I asked innocently. "You just quoted the sharks. Remember? "Fish are friends, not food." I nodded my head slowly. "Ooooooh."