Chapter Three:My New Bestie

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Jacob's p.o.v

Me and trey talked the whole time we were on the bus to school. He was so cute like Oh my fucking god! I found out that he had a little sister and that he lived with his grandmother because his parents died when he was little. It really hurt me because I wonder what it would feel like if that ever happened to me.

We soon got to school and he walked me to my first period class. We looked at each others schedules and he has all electives with me. My face lit up so much when I saw that.

"Well I guess this goodbye until third period" I laughed.

"I guess it is" he said.

Before he left he gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. My face turned red from his warm lips touching my face.This was going to a good day.

"So you like my brother" I hear a voice approach me.

I turn around and see a beautiful light skinned girl. She must be the little sister of Trey because they looked just alike. She told me that if I liked him that I need to be careful.

"Why" I said.

"Because he a player and you would do way better with somebody else in my opinion" she said.

To be honest I really felt like he was like that by the way he acted and some of the stuff he said. If he was ever planning to get with me then he would have to change all of that shit because I'm not a side bitch or anything and I hate getting played by niggas that tell me they love me.

First and second period went by quicker than I thought they would and I had to go to third period where I met trey at the front door of art class.He was so fucking fine and all I could was stare at his face.

"Jacob, you good?" trey said.

"Yeah I'm fine" I said.

We walked in class and he sat next to me in the back of the room.The whole time we were in class he was staring at me and I got up to throw something away but I turned around and saw him looking at my ass and licking his lips. He was starting to get turned on a little and so was I. This was going to be a long period.....

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