Status *Re-written*

Chapter 12

   A/N:I owe you guys, I know. Sorry!!!

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"So how much you need?" asked Chad as he was filling the bag with crack, "Same amount as last time," Prodigy replied. Chad nodded and continued putting the crack in the bag, Prodigy couldn't wait to get his hands on that magical powder. The powder that would take all troubles away from his life, make him ten times happier than any girl ever did. "Damn nigga!" Chad chuckled, "You shakin' like a crackhead! Calm down!"

Then he realized he was shaking and tried to calm himself down, Crackhead?, he thought. Me? No, no way! He got the drugs he needed from Chad and got into Princeton's car and went home. He couldn't get his mind off of what Chad said, "Crackhead". Prodigy was no crackhead! He just had a way to get his stress out, he wasn't addicted. Suddenly a weird feeling went up his nose, in shocked, he looked around just now realizing he was in his room and the crack pipe was in his hand. When did I get here? And when did I start sniffing this? He was so use to the drug now that he didn't even realize he was sniffing, was he really addicted? He took another sniff and thought, Nah!

*Meanwhile*

Princeton was still a mopey mess. He missed the love of his life, you'd think that just because he's a boy he wouldn't feel this way but unfortunately he does. What's a boy to do at a time like this? Then the door bell rings, he goes downstairs to answer it and sees an unlikely guess. Nervous, he tries to find proper words to say. Finally he says, "Hey. Um what are you doing here?" With a big smile she replies, "Hi! Is Prodigy here?" At that same time she said those words Prodigy came down the steps relaxed and calm from doing his drug. "Who's that?" he asks, and she jumps onto him with a hug, "Hi sweetie!" she said. Prodigy and Princeton shared a look of confusion.  Now they were both nervous.

It was Bella.

*Meanwhile*

"You are a beautiful singer," said Roc on the phone with Zoe, "Thanks," she replied back. "So tell me about Turkey. How was it?"

"Oh man, those people are angry and crazy. It's full of... indescribable events and people!"

"So it's another New York?"

"Basically, yeah."

"So what do you plan on being when you get older? Singer, actress, or what?"

"I want to work with orphans in Haiti and do some singing on the side. Maybe some acting here and there."

"Wow. You are an amazing woman!"

"Thank you! Princeton still treats me like some little girl."

"Don't listen to him, he's a jerk. He thinks he knows it all but he doesn't."

"He just acts like that because he doesn't want to see the people he cares about get hurt."

"Is that coming from you or did he brainwash you to believe that?"

"What? Roc he would never do that he's a good person."

"Says who?"

There was a moment of pause between the two until Zoe broke the silence, "Roc, is there something going on between you guys?"

"No... Well kind of."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

This was his chance, he could spill his heart out to her and say how he really felt, but what if she didn't feel the same way? What if she truly believed that Princeton was a good boyfriend to her and she didn't want to leave? Would she move back to Turkey if she found out Princeton was cheating on her? So many questions with unpredictable answers. Roc thought for a long while, thinking weather he should tell her or not. "Hello?" she said on the phone, "Are you still there?"

"Oh...yeah." he replied.

"So do you want to talk about it?"

"No. It's not important. Just a brother thing."

"That's good. I thought it was some huge, terrible secret going on."

If only you knew, he thought.