Him

Chapter 2

"OMG Brook. Look at what he just said so me."

"What?"

Next time I go over there you should give me head.

She looked at me. Mouth wide open in shock. "You are shitting me. He did not say that. I didn't know he was that type of guy."

"I didn't think we was like that either, but I mean looks can be deceving."

"Gosh, I seriously didn't know he was like that. I would have never thought that he said things like that to girls, but what'd you say back?"

I had an awkward smile on my face when I heard her ask that, but I told her the truth. "Well, um, I went along with it. You know I actually won't do it though. I maybe a whore and all, but I wouldn't go all out with a guy I barley know. You know?"

I could tell she was trying not to laugh.

"I just can't believe it. I think it's weird. Like he's my cousin, you're my friend. My cousin is asking my friend to give him head? Like I just think it's weird." She shrugged.

"True, but I mean people are different with family. And can we just stop talking about this. I find it weird."

With that, we changed the subject.

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My mind was somewhere else when I heard my phone go off. It was a text from Brook.

Hey we should go take pictures do you think i can go get ready at your house?

Of course.

Yea, sure. No probz. Just bring some nice clothes. Oohh and don't knock. No one's home so just come right in.

So something Brook and I enjoyed doing was going to this one spot in our neighborhood to take pictures. Before we got all dolled up. We do our makeup, our hair, and whatnot. Point is we look hot.

Moments later I heard a knock and our dog barking. That's another reason I told her not to knock. I hate when the dog barks. With it being a German Sheaperd it bark was deep, but loud. So it made it even more annoying.

"Come in!" I yelled.

"Yo, yo, yo. I'm in the house! Do you have you the curling iron on?" This was nothing new of her to do.

"Yea, it's up in my room. I'm in the kitchen though."

I had made up both a sandwich and some lemonade. I took our snack up stairs where Brook had already started curling her hair.

"Start getting ready because I wanna have a good amount of time in the sun and to take pictures." she commanded.

I didn't hesitate. I decided to put on ym white skinny jeans, a sky blue shirt with a bow in the front, my pearl earrings, and my Steve Madden sandles. I left my hair fall staight. Brook wore a brown polka-dotted shirt, pale pink skinnys, black Vans. She complimented the outift with a few blue bacelets Jackson gave her for her birthday. With that, we spent the rest of the day out taking pictures and being girls.