Dressimg Room: Chapter Eight

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;;;;YN pov;;;;

We went to Sweet 16 and all got some clothes. The boys went to the boy section, while us girls went into the girl section.

I found all my clothes then went to find a dressing room.

Sales Clerk: "Sorry ma'am but we are out of dressing rooms right now."

Me: "Are you sure cuz I gotta leave in a little so can I please get a dressing room?..." *puppy dog eyes*

Sales Clerk: *rolls eyes at YN* "Come with me." *Leads YN to boys dressing rooms.*

YN: "Okay, whatever it takes to try clothes on"

She shows me a dressing room. I walk in. I tried on some Apple Bottom shorts with a gold chain, a zebra V neck that said boss and blue skinny jeans.

As soon as I was about to put my regular clothes on. I heard the door open.

Craig walked in then he yelled "DAMN!" I was only in my bra and panties. He ran out in 2.3 seconds. Damn!!!

First Ray then Craig. Wow! My mouth was hanging open as I watched the door close. They need to fix their locks. Like forreal!!

I hurried to put on my regular clothes then went to pay for the clothes, then to the exit where everyone was standing and looking at me.

Jasmine: "DAMN!! what took so long I'm hungry!!!!!!" She growled while rubbing her belly.

She so skinny but she eat way to much. How is that even possible.

Alaina: "Yeah I was just about to leave you and hit the food court."

Soon everyone started talking at once as we started to leave. Craig wasn't talking though. He looked like he just saw a fat lady twerking.

;;;;Craig pov;;;;

Damn! YN so sexy. If only she would let me hit that though. What am I thinking? Ray like her and that's my best friend. I wouldn't do that.

;;;;Trey pov;;;;

What took YN so long.

;;;;Jacob pov;;;;

Why do YN keep on looking at Craig.

;;;;Jasmine pov;;;;

I think I might like Craig.

;;;;Alaina pov;;;;

Jasime and Craig, sittin' in a tree, F-U-C-K-I-N-G!!!

;;;;Michelle pov;;;;

Ray keep looking at my ass. Let me keep stuntin' and twistin' my hips.

;;;;YN pov;;;;

I am sooo confused. Craig saw me in my bra and panties!!!!!!! AAAHHHH!

;;;;Ray pov;;;;

I want some fried chicken.

;;;;Nobody's pov;;;;

They walked to the food court. YN was still staring at Craig, Ray still wanted fried chicken, Michelle kept stuntin' and twistin' her hips and Jasmine keep lookin' at Craig zipper cuz she want the D.

Wow.

They made it to the food court. Ray went to Chic-fil-a , YN went to subway along with Michelle, Craig and Chres. And Jasmine went to Rosco's House of Chicken along with Jacob and Alaina.

Everyone but Ray met up at table 5 then sat down and started eating.

;;;;Ray pov;;;;

Cashier 2: "Sir, I said we are out of Oreo milkshakes."

Me: *Yelling in cashiers face.* "Go make my mother fuckin' MILKSHAKE!!! UGH!"

Cashier"2: "I said-"

Me: "You know what?! Just fuck that. Give my chicken wings."

Cashier 1: "Here! Nigga damn."

Me: "Thank you for your service sir." *in a sweet voice. He skipped away like nothing happened.*

Cashier 1 and 2: "Bi-polar ass."

I was about to BTA but I gave them a second chance.

;;;;YN pov;;;;

By the time ray sat down we were done eating and now playing on our cellphones. I had a Galaxy x4, Craig had an I phone 6, Michelle has a Galaxy x3, Trey got an I phone 6+, Jasmine got a LG 4, Jacob has a Galaxy x4, and Alaina had a LG 3. I didn't see Rays phone.

We just sat down waiting for Ray to eat like we were his parents and he was our son.

Ray: "Aye! Craig, can you go get me a milkshake from McDonalds."

Craig: "Yeah." He said and started walking away.

Ray: "Thanks. Its right next to Rosco's House of Chicken!" He called after him.

Me: "Boy you eat to damn much!! You got chicken, fries, a biscuit, and now you want a biscuit?!? Wow. Just..... wow..."

Ray: "You just mad cuz' I got a strong belly." *pats belly.*

Me: "No nigga! I'm glad that I'm skinny as hell." *pulls up shirt.*

Craig: *comes back and stares at me.*"Damn you fine! You will call me 'Prodigy' if you let me hit that."

Me: *Laughs* "Boy lets go now. 'Prodigy' my ass."

Craig:" Okay, but I ain't responding if you don't call me Prodigy."

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