She's the Prettiest Girl in the Club and She Can Prove It With a Pair of Brass Knuckles

Jamia stirred awake, softly turning her head as the sunlight beamed through her window. She looked around the room, softly moving around in her bed when she suddenly felt something next to her. Screaming, she jumped up in the bed and hit her head on the wall behind her, clutching it.
As she heard a soft chuckle next to her and she finally turned her head enough to see that it came from no other than Frank, memories from last night finally came rushing back into her head.
"So Jamia..is this your version of morning sport or..?"
Frank asked, a smug grin on his face.
"Shut up fucker, you scared the living shit out of me. Why are you lying there like..like that?!"
"Uhm like what?"
"JUST LIKE THAT!!"
Frank started laughing loudly at that, shaking his head and a small smile crept on Jamia's face. He was too cute to be mad at. She bit her bottom lip shyly and Frank leaned up and kissed her lazily, a kiss that really meant that he loved her for her stupid antics in the morning.
"How about you and me get dressed and get some breakfast..."
Jamia suggested, already standing up and putting on some sweatpants. Frank sat up in the bed and Jamia threw a shirt at him and dragged him to the bathroom with her so they could brush their teeth and freshen up.

About 15 minutes later, Clare Nestor heard two pairs of feet stomping down her stairs and expecting to see two of her not so normal kids, she looked up. But to her surprise, there stood Jamia, her only kid that was somewhat normal and Frank. Clare had always liked Frank, although she was sometimes wondering if he already got stuck somewhere with his lip piercing. But then again, it was none of her buisness where the boy got...stuck.
"Oh good morning sweet heart, good morning Frank. What a surprise to actually see you this early in the morning."
"Uhm yeah I brought Jamia home late last night so she offered me to stay..I hope that isn't a problem.."
"Of course not honey. You are most welcome since my little girl here practically lives at your house!"
Jamia just rolled her eyes and dragged Frank to the large dining table, making him sit down.
"Okay ba- uhm I mean Frankie we got toast or cereal. And yes you'll get coffee. So what do you want?"
Jamia asked, very well aware of the fact that her mum looked at them with narrowed eyes and Frank's not so innocent look he was giving her family. Damn why did she always have to stumble over her freaking words?
"Uhm...I guess cereal will do the trick for me thank you very much."
Frank smiled, giving her one of his famous 'watch-out-what-the-fuck-you-are-saying-Nestor' looks.

It's was not that either of them were ashamed of the relationship they were now in, but Jamia had arranged with Frank that they'd tell her parents and siblings when they were all together in one room because Jamia definetly didn't want to repeat herself. Not again.

As she and Frank both started eating away on the cereal, the dining room slowly but surely became more crowded as Jamia's whole family emerged from their sleep. Every now and again, they would hear sly comments from her siblings about how 'Jamia looked really tired' or 'why Frank was here' or 'EWWWW JAMIA BROUGHT A BOY HOME...AGAIN'
It even got to a point where Jamia's dad stared so intently at the couple that Jamia could practically feel his stares and his silent questions of 'did he see my girl naked?'
But all in all, they survived the breakfast rather well.

As the couple decided to go upstairs again to get Frank's stuff because Frank had band practise later on and he still had to drop by at his dad's house because he was staying there for the weekend, Jamia could hear faint sobbing coming from the bedroom down the hallway. It was her younger sister's, Anna's room. She exchanged worried glances with Frank and after some debating in her head, the two of them started down the hallway and knocked on the wooden door softly.
"Anna? Can I..uhm I mean we come in?"
Jamia asked worriedly. There was no answer from inside but the door opened softly, revealing a tear stained Anna.
"Y-yes okay.."
She mumbled, stepping aside so the pair could follow in.
"What happened?"
Jamia asked while she wrapped her arms around her little sister, who immediately started crying again.
Frank had never seen this side of Jamia before, at least not with her siblings, since she always seemed to hate their guts. But not this time, Frank thought.
"This girls at school...called me ugly...and then Elliott said that it was true...a-and...I heard you a-nd Frank last night...and I know I shouldn't but I like him and i-it's unfair!"
She started crying again, holding onto Jamia tightly who had a look of sympathy etched across her beautiful face. Beautiful face? Frank needed to get ahold of himself. Her little sister basically just told him she loved him and there he was, being so in love with Jamia that all he could do was stare at her face.
"Anna you aren't ugly oh god..and Elliott just needs a sex life again to get a hold of herself."
She rolled her eyes and Frank giggled at that.
"And the whole you liking him story...he's way too old for you and well.. my boyfriend. And you heard us? sorry for that...? But trust me you'll find someone you like soon and Frank could always help you beat up those kids at school huh?"
She smiled, softly wiping away Anna's tears. Anna smiled weakly at that, pecking her cheek.
"Yes...I guess you're right...wait. Uhm do mum and dad know about you two?"
Anna asked, sniffing.
"Uhm no not yet...we'll tell them later today though."
Frank said, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.
With that the two of them left Anna's room again, Frank feeling slightly weird. He was more than surprised that he got more than one Nestor girl to fancy him and truth being told, he felt a little bad for Anna. But he couldn't help who he liked.

"Sorry for that...how about you gather your stuff, it's almost 1 PM already and you gotta go to band practise.."
Jamia said after they reached her room and closed the door behind her softly.
"It's okay baby...but I kinda don't fancy leaving so soon.."
Frank said, walking towards Jamia slowly and pinning her between him and the wall. Jamia felt her heart starting to race and her palms grew sweaty as she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. Frank kissed down her neck, nibbling softly at one spot and kissing up behind her ear.
"We could do other stuff you know.."
He whispered into her ear, his voice sounding rougher than usual.
Jamia shuddered and leaned in to kiss his lips, pulling him closer to her. Frank wrapped his arms around Jamia's waist tightly, not planning on letting go any time soon.
But when someone suddenly knocked on Jamia's bedroom door with quite a force, the pair sprung apart and Jamia opened the door, not even being able to catch her breath.
"What?"
In front of the door stood her little brother, Franklin Jr.
"Mum said you should come down for dinner like right now."
With that he ran down the stairs, but not without almost tripping at the very end. Frank laughed at him, picked up his stuff and followed Jamia down the stairs.

At the very end of the stairs she turned around to face him and pecked his cheek softly.
"We should tell them like right now so you can rush out of the door as fast as possible baby.."
She whispered so her family wouldn't hear.
"Okay but what about you? Aren't you gonna..die or something?"
Frank said, looking rather worried.
"Don't worry about me, I'll lock myself in my room or go over to Shanya's place."
Frank nodded and Jamia took his hand, lacing their fingers.
She stomped into the dining room, where her whole entire family was sitting, ready to eat. Jamia cleared her throat and everyone turned around to look at the couple.
Great.
Frank casted his eyes downwards, he hated being the centre of attention.
"Mum, dad, you guys...I gotta tell you something. Me and Frank are now together."
With that, everyone went silent. Elliott, John and James looked rather shocked, while Franklin Jr. and Anna smiled like they just saw Santa Clause. Clare nodded in approvement and Jamia's dad looked Frank up and down and then smiled.
"Don't forget the condom, kids."
With that, the chatter on the table started up again, leaving an embarressed and shocked looking couple standing at the side.
Jamia went to the front door with Frank, wrapping her arms around him tightly.
"That went better then expected didn't it?"
He whispered, kissing the top of her head as he pulled away.
"Hell yes it did. Now go and call me later."
With that, Frank went outside to his old, beaten up car, shouted 'will do' over his shoulder, winked at her one last time and drove off.
Jamia smiled softly and went back into the kitchen, ready to answer every question that would be getting thrown at her head.

Later that night, Jamia was just hanging up on a phone call from her friend, Shanya. The two of them had met two years ago and became really close friends over the years. She was totally stocked and super excited to hear that Jamia and Frank were finally a couple, since Jamia had fancied him for so long.
Jamia rolled on her back, facing the ceiling. She smiled, thinking about how long it had actually taken for the two of them to commit their feelings for one and another. As she was lost in her own little world, her phone began to ring. She looked at the caller ID, and seeing that it was Frankie made her excited.
"Hello?"
"Hey Jamia..."
Jamia frowned. He sounded different...as if he was trying not to cry.
"Baby? What's wrong?
She was now definetly concerned and sat up in her bed.
"I just..do you have time? Can you come over?"
Yep. Something was off.
"Of course Frankie..but what's up?"
Jamia felt her pulse going up.
"It's Pencey Prep...we broke up."

Notes

OHHHHHHHHHHH NEXT CHAPTER!
I really hope you guys like it, I didn't really know where to go with this one.
- xoxo, Paco.