Chapter 3

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Chile this my third story... as y'all can see literally non are halfway done.🌚

School - lunch (12:30)
August

It was lunch time and everyone was at the table. Me and Jayda hasn't spoken a word since yesterday. I really do hate being like this with her, but she just gotta understand, she being real insecure. And it's not good.

I mean yeah I get it, I'm fine... mad fine. But still she mad fine too. I don't see why I would leave her that quick.

Although, Riri IS kinda fine ha self too.

But we not here to talk about her. I'm just tryna get things straight with my girl.

As I was thinking, Corrie came to sit with us.

"Hey y'all." She said sitting beside me.

"Heyy girl!" Sarai said.

"Wassup Corrie." Kordell said.

"Hey Riri." I said. Seeing that Jayda wasn't tryna say hey, I slightly nudged her in the shoulder. Then she cleared her throat.

"Hey...Corrie." She said looking at me, then
Riri.

"Hey Jayda." She smiled slightly.

Shit was weird, but we just gotta warm up to her. We gon be aii.

"Corrie do you have a boyfriend?" Jayda asked.

"Jayda..." I said lowly.

"Mm, no why?" She asked.

"Just asking boo. Ya know?" She smiled.

"Mhmm..?" She said.

"Okayyyy, girls. We needa plan some shopping for the party. Y'all down for today?" Sarai said butting in.

"Yeah I'll just text my parents." Corrie said grabbing her phone.

"Hmm, yeah. I'll go." Jayda said.

"August you tryna smo-" Kordell said fore I stopped his dumbass.

"Am I tryna come over, and just come over? Yea bro fasho." I said saving his ass.

"Oh shit, yeah yeah. Yeah." She said scratching his head.

"Y'all good?" Sarai asked.

"Yup, couldn't be better." I said.

Then again shit became awkward. I need some fuckin weed, fuck allat.

After school - Corrie

I was at the crib waiting for Sarai to pick me up. She went and got Jayda first. I was actually kinda happy to go. Since they are technically my only friends, obviously including the boys.

I was putting on my shoes when I got a text from Sarai saying to come outside.

Walking downstairs I told my mom I was heading out. Getting into the car I strapped my seatbelt on, and said hey.

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