"We're suppose to be studying." I reminded Imani. She was watching me eat grapes while sitting back on the bed. I said it to refocus her attention because I watched her eyes go from my face, down my titties, to my stomach that was peaking under my croptop, then stop at the front of my shorts. And not subtlety at all might I add.

She smiled slowly. Her eyes came up from my shorts quickly to my face. "Hey, you wouldn't have known I was looking at you unless you were looking at me."

I rolled my eyes but smiled. "I mean I can't help but look up when I feel eyes on me.."

This is how things have been lately.. we haven't really talked about that night very much. Not seriously. She joked about her telling me she likes me but.. that's Imani, to avoid serious conversation she makes everything a joke. I really can't talk shit anyway. I'm avoiding the conversation too. Why make shit awkward when things are finally drama free... for the most part.

"Mmmmmm can Camilla come over?"

"Imani noooo!" I whined. "You can't just keep switching out girls in my house!"

She whined "man why not! Come onnnn... you know I can't bring Yaya over."

That's Mani running from serious conversation again. Ever since the whole school found out Imani was gay Yaya has been trying to talk to her.. figure out what's going on between them. Instead of having the conversation, Imani's ghosting and dodging her all of the time they still fuck.. no where near as often though. Instead Imani has told her shes very involved with Year book... as in fucking the Yearbook President. It started out kind of cute. Imani kept talking about joining yearbook to see what's up with her but she kept freaking out. She claimed she didn't want another straight girl just trying to get head. She always jokes about our situations.

"You could bring Yaya over here."

"Wowww so you don't want me to bring anybody over?"

"Why do you insist on having a bitch over?"

"So I can get my shit ate... why are you acting like you don't know?"

"Oh my god, Imani!" I blushed.

I never get used to how confident she has gotten being gay as fuck around me.

"So you gonna act like you don't like getting eaten out? We both know that's a lie." She smirked.

I threw a pillow at her. "You're so nasty!"

"Well I wouldn't have to be nasty with you if you'd let me bring a bitch to be nasty with."

To be honest I still don't feel right about her having bitches over. I always like to think I'm over it and what Imani's doing is none of my business but it seems like I get  jealous everytime. Especially with Camilla

"So what's going on with you and Camilla? You too have been together a lot."

She chuckled taking a grape. "Ion know, shit, nothing serious.. everybody in yearbook need to chill tho. They always pushing that we'd be a cute couple."

I laughed. "What do you expect? You don't ever actually come there to do yearbook. You come to be all over Camilla"

"That is not true!"

"Name one thing that you've done for yearbook other then eating their food and distracting their president... your basically the girlfriend that hangs around for food and is not shit."

She rolled her eyes. "Expect I'm not her girlfriend, that's what they all call me though."

I couldn't help but giggle. "Do they?"

"Hell Yea, we both told them a million times it's not like that but they still say 'Camile's gf' if they don't know my name or they tryna be funny."

I remember what it was like... when everybody joked constantly saying I was Imani's girl. I hated it then but just the thought of having a replacement made me feel a little jealous. The worst part is, Camilla's sweets as fuck. I literally can't be mean to her. I don't even think she'd go back and forth like me and Yaya.

"So you really not gonna let me bring her over?"

"No! Like I said before were suppose to be studying."

"Ughhh, you cock blocking like hell." She whined.

I glared at her. "You don't even have a cock for me to block."

"But yet I still make you cum."

"Imani!"

"You started with me.. all I'm saying is, I wouldn't have to bring anybody over if you'd just-"

"That's dead." I cut her off.

She laughed a little under her breath. "It was worth a try."

She's always flirting with me. I don't even know how to feel about. Most of the time I don't even know what to say back. Her confidence scares me.

"You should join yearbook!"

"Huh?" I looked up from my phone at the lunch table. Imani and Camilla had been talking for a minute, honestly I was tuning them out.

"You should join yearbook." Camile repeated smiling.

I looked at Imani. She scratched the back of her neck. "Uhhh Imma go get a cookie." She said getting up and walking away to the canteen. Of course she'd leave me over here with her.

"Mmm I don't know about that." I chuckled a little eating my sandwich.

"Why? Don't tell me you'll think it'll be weird  because you and Imani fucked..."

I choked a little.

"I mean it's okay, I don't feel any type of way about it... oooooo unless you do.. do you feel weird about me and Imani? You know with your past and all"

She was talking so fast. I could tell her brain was working in over time.

"No, no... I don't care about you and Imani.. I think you're cute together.. we don't have a 'past' it wasn't anything serious. She fucked me.. once..that was it."

"So you think we're cute together?" Camile asked leaning in. "What does Imani think? Honestly everybody in yearbook keeps teasing us saying we are a couple and at first I was ignoring it. It felt hella silly but now.. I don't know, I kinda want her to like me like that."

It was so painful to listen to her rant about liking Imani.. I wonder if she even knows about Yaya, she's so sweet it would really suck if she thinks she's the only one.

Imani came back over cheesing bitting into her cookie.

"Y'all been talking about me?"

I rolled my eyes. She's really becoming a fuck boy.

"Imani, you need to tell Camile your not looking for something serious." I said looking through the fridge once we got to my house.

"For what?" She chuckled, "she knows that.. hell she's been telling her yearbook crew that."

"Well she can't know too well, I think she wants to actually start talking."

She leaned back against the counter and slowly started to smile. "Or your jealous"

I glared at her. "No. I'm trying to warn you"

"What do you want me to do? Do you want me to take her seriously?.... do you have somebody else in mind?"

I knew she was talking about me when she said that. I don't know what she expects from me but .. I can't. I can't just change my whole life because of some silly teenage feelings. I spent enough time trying to be on some dumb feelings shit. The last thing I need is to be someone's mom telling them I had a lesbian stage. Not to mention Imani's literally fucking Yaya and Camilla..

"That's not of my business Imani.. just do what feels right I guess."

I finally closed the fridge. At that point I had been looking in it on and off but getting distracted by Mani and her bullshit.

"Ughhh there's nothing to eat in here." I groaned

"So you won't be mad or jealous if I date her?"
She asked skeptical as fuck.

I rolled my eyes. "No why would I? That has nothing to do with me."

"So if I call her right now and ask her to be my girl you won't be mad?"

"No imani damn, I already answered you. That's none of my business."

"Let me take you to go get some food."

"You can't 'take' me anywhere.. unless you have a car I don't know about."

She chuckled. "You petty. I guess we'd have to walk... but I'll pay... and we can smoke on our trip." I wanted to turn her down. Honestly she does not need her head boosted to think she did something, but I'm hungry as fuck.

"Fine."

We went upstairs and both changed. It was muscle memory for me to grab her hoodie. I've gotten use to wearing her shit all the time but I didn't want to sent the wrong message. I put down and instead I put on biker shorts and a big shirt.

I grabbed the weed and we left my house, walking out of my community.

I looked over at her watching her kick at rocks in her slides. Her hands were stuffed in the pockets of her basketball shorts.

I held the blunt out for her to grab.

"I'm thinking bout getting dreads." She said hitting the blunt.

"Oh god .. don't tell me your going to our schools first stud."

She laughed a little. "I mean no. You know me. I wear everything, I don't give a fuck.."

"I've never pictured you looking any other way... that would be so weird."

"Damn you think I'd look weird?"

I giggle a little. "No, that's not what I said.. I think you'd be cute. It would just take some getting used to."

"You think I'd look cute?"

I felt the butterflies forming.

"Shouldn't you be asking Camile that? Since you want to make her your 'girl'..."

She laughed. "I never said I was going to make her my girl I asked if you would get mad."

"You should be worried about if Yaya would get mad."

She shook her head and mumbled something I couldn't hear.

"Man it's whatever. They don't even know each other exists. Not for real. So I'm not worried about it."

"Why don't you just tell Yaya you don't want to be serious?"

"Because she knows that already. That's not new information. I told her I only wanna fuck."

"And what did you tell Camile?"

"I thought that was none of your business."

"I thought you wanted to call her and take her out. What happened to that?"

"I rather be with you" she said handing me the blunt back. She looked into my eyes as it exchanged in between our fingers.

I felt my cheeks burned. Who told Mani to be doing the most?

"You do know this is not a date right?"

"I never said it was... I would like it to be."

I didn't know what to say. Everyday she's more and more open about how she feels and I am sooo not ready for that conversation. I couldn't believe she was actually being serious for once.

"Imani.."

"I know, don't make shit awkward."

But things are awkward. Just like I knew they would be. The boy I imagined myself with is fucking cheater, so now I'm single as fuck with nothing to look forward too.. no after school activities just weed and my bestfriend... my bestfriend who is in love with me.. and is already caught up in hella relationship drama.

Maybe I should join yearbook... not to spy on Mani, but to have something productive to do.

I came through the door of yearbook after school the next day I didn't tell Imani I was joining. She'd probably try to talk me out of it, but Camilla personally invited me. As I walked in I scoped the room. I didn't see any familiar faces. Some of them seem to know me though. I sat alone putting some distance in between me and them but a girl and guy quickly came over to me.

"Ooooo, does Imani know your here?" The guy asked? He was definitely very girlish.

"Better yet, does Camilla know your here?" The girl said before I could even answer.

"Oh, uh yea... Camilla invited me."

They looked at each other.

"Actually where is Camile?" I asked looking around. I was feeling kinda nervous. This is definitely far from my friend group.

"Caked up with her boo thang probably" the gay boy said shaking his head.

As soon as he said that Camile and Imani came in all giggly and flirty.

"Your here!" Camilla said before coming over and hugging me in my seat.

Imani looked shocked. She stared at me with a look I didn't understand as Camilla hugged me.

"Yea.. why ARE you here?"

"I invited her!" Camile said smiling.

"Okay everybody, this is Leah!" She said introducing me.

"Oh we know." The gay boy spoke up, I can see he's the commentary of the group.

"So you're joining Yearbook?" Imani asked.

"Is that a problem?" Camile asked  "I mean you're bestfriends.."

It seemed like everybody was watching. Why is Mani acting like that? I knew she wouldn't be excited about me joining per say but she didn't have to act like it bothered her in front of everybody.

"Nah, I just didn't know." She said blankly.

I sat between the gay guy named Jeremy and the girl Tasha.

I was trying to focus on the shit they told me to do but Camilla's giggling kept distracting me, her legs were on Mani's lap, Mani was whispering things in her ear and they were sitting all close and caked up.

I peaked over and made eye contact with Imani. She watched me as she continued to flirt with her.

"Yeah, we gotta deal with them caking every time we come here" Jeremy said making me jump. Fuck I didn't want anybody seeing me look over there. It's not like I care. What Imani is doing has nothing to do with me.

"I don't see how they can get any work done like that." I mumbled continuing to do what I was suppose to.

"Oop" Jeremy said covering his mouth.

"No! Not like that, I'm just saying"

He gave me a look. "Okay Mrs. Girl....." he said as if he didn't believe me.

"I don't give a fuck about what they're doing." I said nonchalantly.

Imani kissed Camile and I swallowed hard.

I feel like she's doing the most just to bother me.. it won't work.

"Why'd your come to yearbook?" Imani asked as soon as we got into my room.

"I didn't know it would offend you so much."

"I'm not offended.. I'm just confused. You don't like being around Camilla, you space out whenever she's talking.. so why join a group she's the leader of?"

"I never said I didn't like Camile! Oh my god Imani, I just wanted to actually do something with myself for once"

"There's so many other things you could do."

"Why? Your asking me questions but why are you so bent over this?"

"Because you already know how I feel about you Leah.. I got feelings for you. I want to be taking to you. I want to flirt with you in front of everybody."

"Imani.."

"And I don't have that option so I'm tryna just move on."

"Nobody's stopping you from moving on."

"Yes the fuck you are! What do you not understand? I feel like everybody know wassup. Everybody knows I like you. You coming around when you know that's something me and Camile do together felt petty as fuck. Just be real. Do you want me or not?" She stood there staring at me. Waiting for an answer.

My heart was racing. "It's not that easy." I said feeling defensive.

"Yes the fuck it is!" Imani yelled. "You either like me or you don't! Your the one making shit harder then it has to be! I need to know. Am I being stupid as fuck sitting here waiting for some shit that's never gonna happen." I could see the frustration in her eyes. She never yells at me even when she's mad. I wanted to cry. Maybe it shouldn't be that hard but it is. It's so hard to go from knowing who you are and what you want to losing everything you thought you knew.

After scanning my face waiting for an answer she shook her head. "You know what?, you don't gotta do it. I'm friendzoning us for you."

"What are you doing?" I asked watching her take stuff out of her bag.

"I'm about to shower. I have a date."