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“You’re crazy.”
    â€œIf I am, then you drove me to insanity. But anyway, just humor me.” LaChina turned Jamaica in the direction of the group and shoved her toward Tameer. “Attack!”
    Tameer laughed and nodded. “Yeah, I’ll be walking across that stage in May,” he told Jemia.
    â€œI just graduated from Spelman,” she replied. “Next fall I’ll be heading to Berkeley to start my medical schooling.”
    â€œThat’s good!” Tameer told her. “So you went to Roosevelt High School too? I wonder why I never saw you there, even though you were a grade ahead?”
    Jemia shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know. Did you play football or anything?”
    Tameer laughed. “I played everything. I was their running back for four years, starting from my freshman year.”
    Jemia covered her mouth. “Wait a minute. You’re not the Tameer Harris? All Star, All City, All Regional, All State, All Nation, All World, All Universe, Team USA, ALL Everything, are you?”
    Tameer blushed. “Yep, that was me.”
    Jemia hugged him. “Boy, I used to go and watch you play!”
    Jemia leaned back and examined Tameer for several seconds, and then slapped him across his arm. “I thought that you left and went to play for Notre Dame.”
    â€œNope.” Tameer shook his head. “I took an academic scholarship at Trinity instead.”
    â€œWhy?” Jemia asked. “You were so good at football!”
    This time, he shrugged his shoulders. “You know, I just wanted to do something else with my life. I didn’t want to waste it playing sports.”
    Bingo! LaChina thought. She nudged Jamaica.
    â€œDo you have a number so that I can call you?” Jamaica asked.
    Tameer recoiled.
    Jamaica was beautiful, but she was also mean, inconsiderate, and extremely full of herself. He wasn’t interested in her. He wanted to talk to either LaChina or Jemia. Anyone, but the beautiful mean one.
    â€œIt’s just so that I can know where to get in touch with you, and send you the bill for my glasses,” Jamaica told him.
    Tameer wrote his number down on the back of the receipt from the record store. He handed it to LaChina, who in turn, handed it to Jamaica.
    â€œI’ll be home about six,” he assured them. I hope Dad paid the telephone bill this month, he didn’t say out loud.
    LaChina smiled and waved, as she, Jemia, and Jamaica turned and walked away.
    God , Tameer said to himself. Please let Dad have paid that bill!

Chapter Five
    LaChina pointed her finger accusingly at Jamaica. “Jai, you owe me!”
    Jamaica nodded in agreement. “Ask me for another favor.”
    LaChina folded her arms in defiance and shifted her weight to one side. “Jai.”
    Jamaica folded her arms in defiance as well. “No. And besides, we’re leaving tomorrow anyway.”
    LaChina shook her head. “No, we’re not.”
    Jamaica sprang from the bed. “What do you mean, we’re not?”
    LaChina exhaled forcibly and turned away from her friend. She began pacing, as she prepared herself to give the explanation that she had rehearsed all morning. “Jai, the reservations at the hotel in the islands got all screwed up. Besides, the Sea World promo is going to take longer to wrap up than I originally thought.”
    Jamaica was furious.
    â€œWrap up?” Jamaica shouted. “What do you mean, ‘wrap up’?”
    Jamaica’s arms flailed through the air as she became hysterical and stomped across the hotel-room floor. “I touched the fish, I hugged the fish, I kissed the fish, hell, I even rode the damn thing! They got their concert, what more do they want?”
    â€œJai, it’s more that that. We’re negotiating a big performance deal for the other Anheuser-Busch theme parks.”
    Jamaica wasn’t convinced.
    â€œOh, no!” She shook her head, waved her