THE INVITATION (P 1/3) (fan fic)
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Synopsis: On the verge of flunking out of law school, a close friend encourages Evalyn Grier, a high performing HBCU and Ivy League scholar who has had her share of panic attacks, to get her head out of the books to finally have some fun! Her friend Meghan, a young journalist and socialite, convinces her that she believes a night out would allow her to unwind so that she can come back to her studies strong! But when she has a night she can’t remember, Evalyn finds herself trying to piece together how she woke up on the other side of the country in Los Angeles with Chadwick Boseman.
Year: 2018
Meghan eyeballed her close friend with annoyance in her glare. Evalyn sat with her legs crossed, reading through a document on her second computer screen completely unaware that she had become a target. She even had the nerve to start humming. Completely satisfied.
“This has to stop,” Meghan rose and crossed the condominium lounge. “You have to clear your mind to come back to all of this refreshed. It’ll help with your focus so that you can finish strong,” she slipped her phone in the back pocket of her jeans. “One minute you’re freaking out about how you’re going to flunk classes that have barely started. The next, you’re humming in miserable bliss,”
“Humming is the sound of—”
“Boredom,”
“Meghan, please, don’t—,”
The laptop was pressed shut. Meghan kept a manicured hand a top it’s warm surface as she scowled down at Evalyn, a friend of seven years. “You did not move out here to work your life away,”
“I literally moved here for law school. Two of the same,”
“Oh, really? Because I happen to recall a friend calling me and telling me she had two acceptance letters and that she would choose the option closest to her best friend to ‘have a little fun.’ Hell, if I knew what you meant by little, I would have told you to go elsewhere,” she bucked her eyes. “It’s Friday, the weather is sexy and we’re stuck inside a lounge with fluorescent lights and no windows!”
“I just need to finish this last assignment and reading. You know how hard Dr. Kirk’s courses have been for me. I’m afraid I’m going to flunk this course,”
“Reminder: The course just started,”
“I have to get a hold of it now so that I don’t drown later. If I finish the reading by 9 tonight —,”
“Nope, I’m not falling for that again. You’re going out tonight and you’re getting ready now. Get up. Let’s go upstairs to your condo. Better yet, let’s go to mine. I have something you can wear,”
“Wear where?”
“We were invited to a private event,”
“Private? And who extended this invitation,”
“The man I have been dating for two months. Now, come on, get up,” Meghan grabbed the computer and the one beneath it. Evalyn struggled to keep up, snatching her pens, papers and journals from the color-blocking red, white and cream sofa that was much too stiff for comfort. “Excuse us,” Meghan cheesed at a man they had never seen before that she nearly bumped into when stepping out into the bright hall. When she came to a halt, Evalyn bumped into her from behind. Pens rolled and hit the floor. She struggled to retrieve them. Meghan looked over her shoulder, smiling, “You see, the night already feels promising. Let’s go.”
* * *
Evalyn adjusted the black leather skirt. While she didn’t mind the black top showing off what she worked hard to keep, she still felt a little exposed with the leather hugging her hips. Much different from the boyfriend jeans she’d gotten used to wearing. Though, her legs were her favorite assets, so she did like how the skirt teased around her thighs and how the strap stilettos on her feet kissed her toned calves. All black, nearly down to black toenail polish Meghan tried to make her put on in replacement to her ol’ faithful red. That, she refused. She loved her red polish. She loved them that much more inside of the open-toe stilettos.
Meghan was gorgeous. She went with a smokey eye and dark lipstick that complemented her thick black hair that was sleek in the front and falling down her back with no sight of a curl or strand of hair out of place. Evalyn got back in the mirror to apply her red lipstick and teased at her bangs and curls. Meghan leaned over the counter top close by. She sung to herself while slipping on a pair of black earrings.
“Are those diamonds? They’re beautiful!”
She smiled at Evalyn’s reflection, “A gift,”
“From this two month mystery man who has no name?”
“You’ll meet him tonight,”
“Really,”
“Oh, let’s turn that up!” She dashed for the SmartTV remote, leaned into the living room from the guest bathroom and blasted its volume. “Girl, tonight is going to be [inaudible]!”
“What?! I can’t hear you over Juvenile!”
She twirled, leaning over with her hands on her knees. “This song never gets old! Girl, you have to loosen up tonight!”
“In THIS leather?!”
“I got something that will help you,” she twerked to the beat before bouncing upward and disappearing in her bedroom. She came back with a blunt and a small bag of candy. “Edibles or blunt,”
“No, no, no,” Evalyn shook her head, putting her hands up in defense. “Neither, I can’t.”
Meghan rolled her eyes. “More for me and a couple of friends,” she stuffed both into her purse. Pulled out her phone and thumbed at it. A grin parted her lips. “Here,” she shoved her phone back in her purse and hurried to the kitchen. “Let’s at least take a shot before the driver comes!”
“Meghan,” Evalyn whined, watching her friend pour a double shot in two full drinking glasses on the kitchen island.
“You don’t understand what’s about to happen tonight do you,” Meghan laughed. “Girl, we were invited to an industry party. Do you know whose going to be there?!”
“My guess? People in the industry?” Evalyn eyed the glass raised for her to take.
“Do you want to be there standing in a corner like a cactus watching everyone have fun or do you want to be a part of the festivities?”
“What kind of party is it exactly,”
“Does it matter,” she smirked. “Did you even hear what I said?”
“What’s up with the black? Don’t get me wrong, black is sexy and always a vibe but what’s the theme?”
She smirked again. “It’s a surprise. Now, come on,” she shoved the drink forward for Evalyn to take. She lifted her glass.
Evalyn waited.
“Come on, E, take the glass. Don’t be like that,”
“Tell me something other than it’s an industry party,”
She rolled her eyes, lowering both glasses. “Spoil the surprise?” Meghan exhaled, but was too excited to be bothered. “Premiere after party for Black Panther here in New York,”
Evalyn’s eyes bulged.
“I’ve been trying to get you out all day to attend the screening,” she raised her glass for the second time.
Evalyn followed suit. “Say no more,”
Meghan grinned. “That a girl,” she winked. “To a memorable and sexy night.”
Evalyn held back a grin. Both women clinked their glasses, lowered them to tap the surface of the counter and tossed them back.
It was one of the last things she remembered.
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