I'll Be Diddy You'll Be Naomi Novels & Stories

She said. I blinked and turned to Lizzie, she blinked as well. Naomi smiled proudly. “Before you say no, I want you to know that I saw three women standing beneath the stars yesterday. I am your destined partner for today's games.” she announced. Lizzie and I gave ourselves that look again and laughed. “Think we can work with Crazy?” She whispered to me. I remembered Naomi was surprisingly athletic during the earlier games. And honestly? I liked her weirdness. “Okay,” I agreed. “You’re in.”

“Uh-huh. Sure they did. And I’m Beyoncé.” I snorted. “This was planned,” Naomi continued. “From the jump. She wants to see something.” “See what?” “I have no clue, but it is definitely not ordinary.” That made uncomfortable sense because it would explain why she had invite “Why would she even care?” I asked quietly. “Because girls can be weird about territory,” Naomi said bluntly. “She probably wants to mark Tristan as hers.” I swallowed and then laughed at this. “I don’t care about any of that,” I said quickly.

Naomi mumbled dazedly. “I’ll see you tomorrow. But I’ll call you as soon as I get home.” “Okay.” Naomi said softly and turned to her door. She unlocked it and stepped into the house. “Baby.” Daykan called out before she could close the door. Naomi blushed and smiled. “Yeah?” She liked it when he called her sweet names. “You taste like Shepherd’s pie; yum.” Daykan winked and walked off into the dark. He was so happy that tonight, he was going to try and jump over the moon.

But knew they must have something going on in their heads and so he was ready to oblige. “Nathalie,” he drawled in his best bedroom voice and almost winking at the poor unsuspecting victim. “What did you say you were up to again?” Unfortunately, Nathalie was a female version of Bigfoot and she launched herself in one of the longest self-dedicated speech Aidan had ever heard of. And the worst part was he had to try to be impressed when she had finished.

“Naomi, why do you look so dazed?” Her mother, Lydia, stood there, arms crossed. Naomi stiffened, quickly straightening her posture and forcing a smile. “Nothing, Mom.” Lydia’s eyes narrowed. “You know I can read you.” Naomi shrugged, pretending indifference. “I’m just tired.” Her mother studied her for a moment, then shook her head and turned away. Naomi exhaled, letting her shoulders drop. Later that day, Naomi sat in the café with Layla, sipping her coffee. “So… the new guy at choir. Williams?” Layla leaned in, grinning.

Scarlett informed her lovingly. The music shifted louder a while later, bass vibrating through the floor as more people crowded toward the dance area. Then suddenly Naomi froze. “Oh my God.” Scarlett and I looked at her. “Oh my God,” she repeated louder. The guy was walking toward us. Straight toward us. Naomi looked seconds away from passing out. I bit down on my smile. He stopped directly in front of her. “Hey,” he said casually. “You wanna dance?” Naomi blinked at him.

I concluded, beaming proudly. Jamie chuckled before grabbing a can of hairspray, giving his style a generous mist. “Damn! I wish I had a brother who literally gives two fucks about what goes on in my life.” He teased, and we both laughed. Just then, the door opened and Naomi stepped in, looking beautiful as always. Poised, commanding, the kind of presence that made everyone straighten up without thinking. “Okay everyone, gather around!” She started, and gradually the room shifted as people headed toward her.

Talia’s voice stopped me before I could reach the door. “Dylan,” she said sweetly, tilting her head up to look at him. “Remember the promise you made me this morning? You said you’d fulfill any one wish I asked for today.” Dylan smiled down at her, still stroking her hair. “Of course, baby. What do you want?”

said Veronie. "Should I be like that?" Becca asked. "Yes!" Veronie and I screamed. We were both annoyed that Becca didn't even understand what we were saying. "You guys just made my ears almost deaf!" Becca protested. "You made Veronie and I scream, Becca," I replied irritably. "Sorry," Becca said, blushing. "Ella and I don't want to know, anyway tomorrow you have to go to college and be ignorant of Brandon," said Veronie, only to be answered by a nod from Becca.