Chapter 88: First University Party Bash

At Hershey Dormitory

Jade Alberto suddenly arrives at Hershey's dorm to invite her to the party.

"Are you ready to go?" Jade asked.

"Where will we go?" Hershey stared at her, annoyed that he had woken up.

"You know to the party. I told you this is the beginning of school bash. Where they introduce the new pledges for the year, the skunks come out and who knows what else." Jade stated with laughter in her voice.

Hershey sighed, running her hands over her hair, "Whatever, I'm going back to sleep, see you on Monday."

"Foolish girl, I drove all the way over here to pick your black ass up."

Hershey laughed, "Don't you know that's a discriminatory remark?"

"Shut up, you know the dark-skinned, and fair-skinned men and women, white-skinned men and women, aren't their groins really black? So why can't I say get your black ass up and out. We're gonna go to the party gurl!"

This made Hershey giggle again, "I have company."

Jade Alberto took off her glasses and pushed them over her dark hair. Dark eyeliner brought out the beautiful golden color in her brown eyes. Hershey knew she wasn't wearing any makeup on her face because she didn't need it. Her flawless skin is naturally bronze in color.

"Wearing like that?"

Hershey's eyes narrowed, "What?"

"The only way you're going to be with your head looking like that, is if you've got a guy in there and just done the monkey business." She stated.

"Jade Alberto!" Hershey hissed at her.

Jade narrowed her eyes, "What? Tell him to lift his black ass too."

Hershey bit her lower lip. Why does Jade Alberto have to assume he is black? As if answering the question herself, the door opened and Hershey felt Marco Junior's body close to hers.

A smile coming over his features he said, "Sorry to say Kwik-Kwik gurl, but I'm not black, and my butt is white."

Jade Alberto pulled back and stared at a beautiful but masculine face. The physical features are very handsome. His dark green eyes twinkled with amusement.

"Damn, Hershey, I thought you might have been doing homework or something. You're still doing something here. I see you like variety, huh?"

Hershey felt his cheeks heat up. Marco Junior let out a deep growl. "Hello, I'm Marco Gustilo Fernando Junior ."

Jade held out her hand tentatively, wanting the fun in her laughter. "Jade Alberto. Nice to meet you."

Marco Junior nodded to her, "You too, Jade."

Jade cleared her throat. "So, are you going to the party tonight?"

Marco Junior looked down at Hershey, who was standing there transfixed by the door. Glancing at Jade again, he sighed, "Yeah, we're going to the party. Chocolate can do her homework on the weekend or whatever, you know that?"

Jade laughed, "At least one of you knows how to have fun and your name is Chocolate, gurl!"

Marco Junior laughed, "Yeah my baby Chocolate Butterfly."

Jade Alberto cleared her throat, "See you guys later. Hershey."

Hershey, finally recovering, said, "Yes."

Because of that, Jade turned around and left the building.

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Emily Reyes POV

After making a decision, Emily Reyes called from outside the house. She dialed the number she remembered from the first day she had given it to her. No one answered. Again, she pressed the new number that his friend gave her. She knows that Marco Junior is in the Philippines. So she followed him to his new residence in Manila. She expected him to answer. She sighed into the phone.

"How are you love?" She greeted enthusiastically.

Irritation was evident in his voice as he spoke into the receiver, "What the hell do you want?"

"Do you know me Marco Junior – the son of a Billionaire? I've been here in the Philippines, do you know that?"

She heard a stress-filled grunt. "What do you want?"

"I just want to see what your trip here in the Philippines is like."

"Why? It's none of your business."

"What is that?" She pouted, "I just want to make sure you got to Manila okay."

"It's all right, now don't call this number!" With that, he hung up.

Emily laughed softly, "Yes, my love, everything's absolutely fine."

After getting off the car, she went up to the door of the house. She held up a flower pot, sure enough, the key was underneath. You're welcome. She cursed. She's new with a spare key, but the question is, where?

About twenty minutes later, she found it taped to the bottom of a drainage pipe on the side of the house. Peeling off the tape, she took the key and went to the front door. Opening it, she let herself into the house. Arriving at the house, she walked down the hall and into a beautiful living room with oak floors. She marveled at the strange beauty. The living room is small, with an entertainment system in front of the front window that allows you to view the street from its vantage point. A coffee table rests on a black throw rug, a floral printed couch along with a matching love seat are placed next to each other. The couch is in the middle of the room and the love seat is in the right corner of the room.

Emily walked up and stopped outside a room near the stairs. This is the master bedroom. The room is empty. Next to that room is another room. This one is also vacant. Going to the door opposite and opening it, she stared into the room. For some reason, she knew this was his room. She looks like him. Blue walls with a blue bedspread over the bed. There is a desk on the west wall with pictures hanging above it. Emily looked at the pictures. Marco Junior has a girl with him.

His arm was around the girl and both were smiling. There are also pictures of an old woman, who Emily thinks is Marco's mother. He and she have the same face shape and hair.

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The party was in full swing when Marco Junior and Hershey arrived. Marco dragged Hershey into the crowded living room and started dancing when they got there. Hershey laughed at his weak effort to dance. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you're worse than when we were in high school."

Marco laughed, "You're one to talk, at-least I'm moving."

Hershey giggled, "Yeah, sure if you say so."

"I say so." Marco stated a soft glint in his eyes.

Hershey laughed and began to move her body to the sway of the music.

After the third song, Marco Junior offered to get them both drinks. Hershey stood up, wiping the sweat from his face, trying to catch his breath. Hershey was standing for about two minutes while waiting for Marco to come back when a man approached her wearing a gray hoodie with white stripes down the shoulder to the wristband. The man with beautiful white hair smiled. "Hey, Mom is sexy."

Hershey glanced at his suit with interest. Black sweat pants, a white top, and the sweat jacket he was wearing. Her light brown skin and dark black curly hair are her most striking features.

"Hi, and I would appreciate it if you didn't call me that." Hershey said, staring into the man's face.

"Why not?" The man asked, his brown eyes teasing.

"My boyfriend won't like that," said Hershey.

"I should've known you have a man, why'd he leave a pretty young mama like you alone?"

Hershey frowned curiously. "How old are you?"

The man smiled, stroking her chin like a bear, "Why should I tell you?"

"I'm just curious, because you talk like you're in the eighties or something." Hershey said.

The man laughed, "Ahh, maybe it helps that I like Michael Jackson, The Pointer Sisters, Tina Turner, I was crazy about New Edition in elementary school."

Hershey laughed at the same time. "Oh, that explains you!"

The man licked his lips, his gaze traveling all over Hershey's body. "The package is beautiful."

A man's laugh again went in front of the two of them. She ran her hands over her body, "Thank you."

"Where have you been?"

"Didn't I tell you I have a man?" Hershey asked looking at her watch. Where is Marc? He should have been back a while ago.

The man shrugged, "Well, it wouldn't hurt a brother to try to get some information, would it?"

Hershey shrugged, "Does that when he's trying to get into my pants."

The man raised an eyebrow. "Now why do you say that, sexy Mama?"

Hershey crossed her arms over her chest glaring at him, "Because I understand men these days and I know what they all want."

The guy laughed, "I hope your man is also included in that analysis."

Hershey's eyes narrowed, "My man is not like you."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, he didn't even approach me the way you approached me."

"What's wrong with the way I approached you? I haven't asked for your number, I haven't said anything hurtful to you..."

"Wait a minute," interrupted Hershey, "You call me sexy mama and you say my package is beautiful!"

The man raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong if I call it like I see it? You have hips, butt and thighs, not to mention nice tits. Why can't I appreciate the value of a beautiful female face?"

Hershey's eyes widened, "Why am I still here listening to the bull shit coming out of your mouth?" Her tongue covering her lips, she said, "I gotta go. My man's somewhere and needs to be found."

The guy rolled his eyes, "Aren't you going to ask me my name?"

Hershey turned hard eyes on him, "Why would I even waste my breath?"

The guy cleared his throat, "Danny, if you're ever interested baby."

Hershey snorted and then turned to face where Marco Junior walked.

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