Brae'lynn Lee Arnold (17)
I've been trying to text Terrell this morning but he wasn't responding.
I think that he ghosted me.
I tried to text him one last time before getting out my car and heading into the school building.
I walked to the cafeteria and didn't see him there.
"WASSSSSUP BESTIEEEE" Cam yelled annoyingly.
Nigga be so loud.
"Hey yall" I said as I sat down.
"Yall know where Terrell is at he hasn't been answering me at all" I said.
"Nah he was supposed to come to the basketball court with the other day but he never showed up" Huncho said.
I nodded my head.
"Did you do something to my bro" Cam asked.
Dior and I sucked our teeth.
"You know damn well she ain't do shit to that man" Dior said.
"Ight damn" Cam said while holding his hands up.
"Alivia don't care about me either she ain't even come to school today to see me" he sighed.
"She don't even go to the same school as us" I said.
"Oh" he replied.
"Dumbass" Huncho mumbled.
I started angrily typing on my phone because why isn't he answering me what the fuck.
"Brae come to the bathroom with me" Dior said pulling me toward the bathroom.
"Girl what is you doing" Dior said while snatching my phone.
"He keeps ignoring me" I said with a slight attitude.
"Just give him some space ok, he might be going through something when we were little he would always distance himself when he was upset" she explained.
I nodded my head because she was most likely right.
"But you look cute today with the black on" Dior complemented.
"Thanks" I chuckled.
I passed her my phone so she could take a picture of me.
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