Chapter *3*

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Class was boring as hell. I didn't even talk to Tyrie because I had been to shy to speak. Once, he had tried to make a conversation, but all I gave him was one word answers. After that he just did his work. I ruined my chances of ever getting to know him.

Hey ho
Hey ho
Hey ho
Yeah
Shake that brass
Hey ho
Hey h-

I hurry and fish out my phone when Shake That Brass by Amber starts blasting. I must have forgot to put that shit on silent.

"Hello?"

"Hey Tae momma told me to tell you that she ain't coming to pick you after school today."

"Why would she pick me up. I can walk. I may be fat but not huge."

"She said that there is gone be a storm later , so you gone need a ride."

"Sigh. Well can you pick me up?"

"Nah dumbass I'm at work until six. That's why mom had my ass calling you. Duh."

"Whatever ape. See you later, big bro."

"Later Lil sis."

My big brother Oliver love to work when I need him the most. I can't even bother to call my daddy cause he away on business in New York. None of the people in my usual crowd are at school or have a car. The only one that own one is Kaina, and she drive like she running from the cops. That girl's driving could scare the devil.

Getting out the rest of my books from my locker, I lay my head on it and think about my poor hair that I have to ruin.

"What has got you so agitated, pretty girl?"

I catches Tyrie's pretty brown eyes on me for the second time today. My breath got caught in my throat. He is too close. He better back up before I jump him.

"Nothing, Jones."

"No it's Tyrie for you, pretty girl. Everybody else call me Jones. You not everybody else."

"Well nothing, Tyrie."

He smiled a pretty white smile that took over his whole face. Its like he was thrilled I called him by his government name. If I were him, I wouldn't let just anybody call me that either.

"Tell bestfriend what's wrong. Do we need to jump a hoe. Cause I take these earrings off honey." He said imitating LA' Kiesha.

"Haha no. I'm good for real. Just my mama can't come get me, and there is goning to be a storm later. I don't even live far. I just ain't in the mood to get wet. "

By his big cheesy smile I knew Tyrie didn't mind the thought of me being wet.

"I meant soaked, Tyrie. From the rain."

"I can get you soaked a lot better than rain bae."

Damn. He was licking those juicy pink lips of his, looking at me with them hungry eyes. If he even breathed too hard I might melt right here. My panties were getting wet thinking about what he could do to me. I hit his arm laughing.

"Lol boi stop playing with my head."

"I'm trying to play with something else bae."

"You better stop before I make you get on them knees and lick." My eyes widened at my words. I don't know where that came from. It's like being with him brings out a new side of me.

"I'm ready when you are."

"Shut up Tyrie. I need a favor though."

"Whatever you need pretty girl."

"Can you take me home because I can't get my hair wet?"

"No need to ask. I'll get my stuff and we can leave."

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After giving Tyrie the directions to my house I decided to change my home screen to picture of cartoon phat girl that said 'Pretty Fat'. I thought that it was cute and was kind of like my situation. After I set I showed it to Tyrie. He glanced at it twice then smiled. I had lost my breath again. He needs to stop that if I'm going to make it out of this car alive.

"That girl is you huh?"

"No way in hell. I'm not as pretty as this."

"True true . . . your prettier." He said focusing on the road ahead.

My cheeks were getting sore from all this smiling I was doing. I just whispered a thanks and looked out the window to see that I was home.

"Thank you for the ride Tyrie. Bye."

"I can't get a hug pretty girl? After I kindly gave you a ride?You can't leave till I get one."

"Ugh fine."

I hugged him for a few seconds then tried to leave, but I was stuck. He wouldn't let me go. He was squezzing me super tight. Like he wanted to cherish the moment. I acted like I didn't noticed that his hand skimmed my ass before resting on my waist. I felt different when we touched. Like no one's opinion of me mattered but his. It's crazy to feel this way all ready. I don't want Jones to hurt me like him if this became anything special. We're just friends. He finally let me go and I instantly felt cold.

"See you later Shant'A. Tomorrow you gone gave to help a nigga find his classes."

I nodded then stopped. "We are going to have a homecoming pep rally, so you're good."

"Well I can't wait to see you get down in a split in a cheer leading uniform for me."

"Boy stop. I'm now where near flexible."

"Not yet."






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