Page 25 of Blake University: HBCU Chronicles – Yon & Imole

The sun dipped low over Blake University’s campus, casting a golden hue across Unity Commons. The air buzzed with the lingering energy of Homecoming festivities. Laughter, the sizzle of grills, and the rhythmic beats of music created a vibrant backdrop for the evening.

sat on a checkered blanket spread out on the lawn, nestled beside Yon. Lala and Ace lounged nearby, sharing stories and teasing each other between bites of barbecue. The camaraderie was palpable, a perfect end to a whirlwind weekend.

As they chatted, Porkchop approached, his brow furrowed.

"Yo, anyone seen Stormii?" he asked, scanning the crowd.

Lala shook her head. "She told us she'd meet us here, but we haven't seen her."

added, "Same here. She mentioned the cookout earlier."

Moments later, Stormii appeared, weaving through the crowd with a forced smile. She joined the group, settling beside Porkchop.

"Hey, y'all," she greeted, her voice slightly strained.

"Everything okay?" Lala inquired, concern evident in her eyes.

Stormii nodded quickly. "Yeah, all good. Just got held up."

exchanged a glance with Lala. They both sensed something was off. Stormii's usual vivacity was subdued, her laughter lacking its usual spark.

As the evening progressed, the group enjoyed their meals, shared stories, and soaked in the festive atmosphere. Yet, beneath the surface, a subtle tension lingered, unnoticed by most but palpable to those who knew Stormii best.