Fake Friendships , True Colours

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Chapter 4

Fake Friendship, true colours

“Babe, I gotta go, besides I have basketball and football practice and coach is an ass when someone is absent”. Florence groaned. Aw he looks like a baby boy, I glared at him playfully “Yeah right, I know you want to get rid of me, you could just say it Flo” He frowned “No way, Nina Cameroon I would never ever do that”. Suddenly we were disrupted by his phone.

He answered the phone” yeah? What? Why? Oh okay I am on my way, what about the coach? Shit, that mad, okay man thanks for telling I owe you and tell Spencer to calm his fucking balls”.

What the hell! Florence walked towards the door with me and stopped he turned to face me and I saw concern etched on his beautiful face.

“Babe, I gotta go before Spencer decides to have me for dinner, take care okay”! He sent me another concerned expression

My face was filled with curiosity “okay Flo, I will and you better run before the dickhead gets even mad and ― I was shocked when he kissed my cheek and winked. My face must be in fifty shades of red. I stomped my foot on his foot and squished it. “You dick, who said you could kiss me huh?”

He rolled his eyes “rant later, I have to go bye” he snapped. Great just great I made him mad too.

Suddenly I fell to my knees, I want someone to care about me. I fucking hate my life, how I wish I have a normal life with normal parents who gave a fuck about me and called me every second asking me where I was. I am so mad at my mom all she cares is about her work! Geez I am probably nothing in her eyes. And school, just great I love school. First day and I had made a very nice friend and what the fuck now Florence is mad at me. I am such a bitch and I deserve to be treated like this.

Unwanted tears sprung out of my eyes and immediately I wiped them away I hate it when I cry it makes me weak and I am not weak. I went through my phone and texted Farah Hey, crazy girl can you talk to Florence and tell him to call me please?

After a few minutes my phone buzzed and I scrolled and it was from Farah yeah sure Nina, don’t tell me you want him in your bed that fast! 😉

I laughed and it kind of relaxed me. I wonder where Melissa is! I tried calling her but her number was blocked.

It was dinner time and I made spaghetti and meat balls with my favorite gravy. I was setting the table when I saw my mom barging in the dining room looking exhausted as fuck. Shit, she must be on her night shifts and operations. “Hey mom, are you okay? I made our favorite food come on and eat something, you look like you are gonna pass out any second”.

She just shrugged “oh honey, it was really exhausting and I feel awful for not spending time with you, how about we watch some movies after dinner hmmm?”

I kind of feel sad for my mom now, Dad is rich enough to buy us 10 mansions but mom is really stubborn her annoying speech about ‘gold diggers’ bore me to death so dad and I stopped bothering her. She always wanted to work. Although Dad was sulking but he definitely didn’t want mom to be sad.

“Okay mom, come on let’s eat?” I pulled her chair out and set food on her plate. I love giving my mom attention but sadly she doesn’t like giving attention to me. We both ate in silence because that’s our family rule. No one talks while eating, yes my mom is the one who set this rule she is a neat freak as well as health freak.

After eating I stuffed the plates in the dishwasher and sat on the couch while mom was picking out a movie.

“How about Step up 3, it’s pretty cool huh?” I personally don’t like watching those kinds of movies with my parent’s but whatever floats their boat. “Sure mom” I gave her a tight smile.

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