Today was Wednesday, which meant Brielle had a long day of ahead of her. She went on ahead and decided to register for the pop-up shop. Good thing she does not have any classes today. She threw the covers off her and got out the bed. She stretched and walked in the bathroom. She flipped the light switch and turned on the shower.

She stripped from her night clothes and jumped in the shower. She grabbed the bottle of mango and almond butter dove and lathered her towel. Brielle washed her body for about thirty minutes before stepping out. She grabbed her towel from the rack and wrapped it around her.

She applied her face mask and brushed her teeth. She finished her hygiene and proceeded to her closest. Since it was a semi-professional setting, she settled on a dress and some string heels. That she's going to regret wearing once the day was over. She pulled the black and white stripped dress from the hanger. She laid it on the bed and grabbed a black thong from her drawer. Opting out for a bra. Brielle dropped the towel and stepped into the thong making it pop.

She grabbed her lotion, body oil and started moisturizing her skin. She made sure got her legs good. She stood, grabbed the dress, and pulled it over her head. She pulled it down and zipped it up, stopping at her boobs. Walking to her vanity, she pulled her bonnet off and unwrapped her hair. She combed her tresses and grabbed a Cuban Link chocker and a small cross pendant before putting them on. Brielle stood and walked to her closet.

Grabbing a small duffle from the closet, she filled it with a change clothes, because she knew she was not going stay in this dress all day. After filling the duffle, she placed it on the bed and zipped it up. She straightened up and put everything back in the rightful place. Sliding her feet in some slides, Bri grabbed her stuff before walking out.

She only had to grab her signs and jewelry because she put everything else in the car the night before. Once the door was locked she made her way to the elevator.

Brielle stepped out the elevator and made her way towards the car. She opened the backseat, placing her duffle on the floor and placed the jewelry bag along the backseat. She shut the backdoor and got in the front. Pushing the start button, she reversed out of her parking spot and proceeded to her destination.

She made it the school forty minutes later due to traffic and a stop at Whataburger. She pulled through the gate and drove towards the gym. She parked at the front and ate her food, being that she was early.

She grabbed her phone along with her keys and got out of the car. She locked her door and started walking towards the entrance. Bri pushed the door and looked around. It was a lot of booths set up.

"Brielle." She turned around and notice it was Alexis.

"Hey! I am glad you decided to register. Do you need help setting up? Coach has some of the basketball players helping out."

Alexis pointed to the many boys around. "You can pick any table that's empty."

Bri nodded. "Okay, thank you."

Bri looked around and spotted the only one she knew talking with his teammates. She sucked her teeth and shook her head walking over. "Hey, excuse me."

They all stopped talking and looked at her. She felt small and uncomfortable under their stare.

"Man, if y'all don't stop looking at her like that, the fuck. Wassup Brielle?" Brielle was kind of taken back because he stood up for her.

"Can you come help me get my stuff out of the car? I would really appreciate it." He nodded and stepped down. They started walking away.

"Aye is yo Cuban link real?"

Brielle stopped walking and turned around. "Why? You want it? Ten thousand and it's yours. If not, don't question me about my jewelry." She turned around and continued walking towards the door.

"It's not real no way."

"You idiot. She sells jewelry and her stuff is top of the line. She's almost up there with Johnny Dang."

Bri shook her head as the conversation faded out. They made it outside and she hit the keypad unlocking her car along with popping the trunk.

"What do I need to get?" Treyvon asked as he stood at the trunk.

Bri walked to the back. "You can grab those two bins and my bookbag. I'll get the rest."

Treyvon threw the bookbag on his back and picked up the bins. Bri grabbed the banner and signs before shutting the trunk. She grabbed the jewelry bag and duffle from the backseat before locking her car. The duo started their walk back towards the gym entrance.

"How you expect an average college student to purchase your merchandise?"

Bri turned her head up and looked at him. "I have pieces priced for college students and for outside people. I also have some reasonable priced items."

Bri pulled the door open since Treyvon couldn't she let him walk in first before following. They walked towards the middle and Bri picked the first table she seen. She set everything down and started going through her stuff.

"Thank you, Treyvon, you can set it right there and don't leave yet. I got something for you."

She turned around and went through her stuff until she found the jewelry piece she was looking for. Some might say she shouldn't, but she's the type of person that likes to show her gratitude, no matter how small the gesture was. She opened the box and turned around. It was a black and white diamond camouflage Cuban link.

"You like it? It was a custom order, but they didn't pay the full amount, so I kept it."

Treyvon shook his head. "I can't take this from you Bri."

Bri pushed the box forward. "No, I insist. If you tell me no again, I'm going to scream."

He laughed knowing she would not take no for an answer no matter what it was. "Thank you love. I'm def going to cherish this."

Maybe we can be friends she thought.

"You're welcome. Here's a bag." He took the bag and walked off.

"Aye niggas! My bestie gave me Cuban link." He turned around and winked at her before running off. But he didn't want it and besties? Bri laughed and shook her head.

After dealing with Treyvon, Bri started setting up her booth. She cleaned the table and put the tablecloth on. She grabbed her sign and assembled it. She went through one of the bins before pulling out her price lists. She has two different list, one for college students and one for non-college students. Brielle placed each list in their designated spot.

The pop-up shop had kicked off and Brielle was off to a good start. So far, she had made over three thousand dollars within an hour. Some people could not resist, especially when she smiled. She replaced some of the popular items and sat down to rest her feet. She checked her phone being that it was on silent. She noticed some message from her sisters and some emails. She replied to some of them before responding to her sisters.

las tres hermanas 🧚🏾‍♀️💕

🤍 y'all I just got fucked like a slut.

head was IMMACULATE!

💗 PERIOD BITCH!

how good was it because it is dead smack the middle of the day?

🤍 bitch...

bitch...

I CRIED!

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bitch I just had a flashback.

hol up where tf is bri?

🤍 her duck ass probably sleep.

That is my cue Bri thought.

bitch I am not sleep.

💗 so why you just now replying?

🤍 let me find out you are ignoring us and watch I shoot you.

I am at the pop-up shop and watch I shoot back.

do not forget I am the one that taught you.

🤍 oh I forgot about that. I am sorry sissy. I'm not going to shoot you.

💗 LMAOOO period! get off my sister top.

🤍 girl fuck you. that is not your sister. you are adopted.

Brielle shook her at head Kai and slid her phone back in her bag. She looked around. Being that she's a very observant person, she pays attention to her surroundings well. Looking around to see who she could trust at her booth while she goes to the restroom.

"Treyvon!" His head shot up looking around. Bri waved her hand in the air. He nodded and started walking towards her.

"Wassup bestie?"

Bri laughed shaking her head. "Oh, so we besties now? May you watch my booth while I got to the restroom?" He nodded.

"Thank you!" She sped walked to the restroom and push the door open. She peaked under the stalls and made her way to the handicap stall. She released her bladder with a sigh. She finished and washed her hands.

As she was walking out of the restroom, head down as usual, she bumped into someone and almost lost her balance. Lucky the person caught her before she could fall. He held her by her waist. "We really got to stop meeting like this mama."

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