L O W K E Y

III: Thats My Best Frand

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I got down the street and the street light went on. I ran to my house. I ran inside and my mom was in the kitchen. She was cooking Baked fish, macaroni, and mash potatoes.

"Your late..." She said not even turning around.

"I was... At the park with...--" I was cut off.

"I didn't ask for an explanation..." She said with an attitude. "You are under my roof and until you get out on your own ... You provide under my rules... And I say get here before 6:00 o'clock that's all I ask. I been real nice since you came out and ya faggot ass..." She stopped and caught herself and turned around.

"Baby I didn't mean..." Before she could finish I walked off to my room. I slammed the door and slid down on the ground crying. It was hard enough coming out. The last thing I needed was my mom also judging me. I had reached my breaking point. I opened my closet and grabbed a suitcase. I began stuffing my clothes in the bag.

"Bitch wanna call me out my name? Are you fucking serious bitch?" I mumbled.

After I was done putting my clothes in the bag I hid it under my bed and fell on my bed. Tonight was my day I was running away. Suddenly, I got a phone call it was from Imani.

"Hey best friend..." I said.

"Hey... You okay?" She asked. I cleared my throat.

"No... Not really... You think your mom will let me stay with you for a while?" I asked her.

"Let me see... Wait why?" She asked

"I'm leaving this bitch..." I whispered.

She yelled and asked her mom.I couldn't here her mom.

"She said how long?" Imani said becoming a messenger.

"As long as she would let me..." I said.

She repeated what I said.

"She said okay do you need a ride?"

"Please..." I said.

"Okay on our way."

I wrote a note telling my mom I was leaving for a while. Pretty sure she won't give a fuck.
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Thirty minutes later...

Imani called telling me she was outside. I opened my window and climbed out. I through my stuff in the back seat of the car and got in. We pulled off.

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The next Morning...

I woke up in bed laying next to Imani. We were back to back. Her mom was screaming our names. We both sat up in shock. I grabbed a bat. Suddenly, her mom busted through the door.

"WHO IN THE HOUSE!?!?" I asked yelling.

"Boy nobody... Its time to get up... And put some clothes on..." She said with a scrunched up face.

I look down at my tight underwear. I thought they were fine. I went through my suitcase and pulled out a Black and white Jersey shirt with the number 69 on it and 'Tre' above the number. I pulled out my shorts, and I pulled out my Black and white Jordan's. I grabbed my black and white bucket hat too. I went into the bathroom and washed my face, brushed my teeth, and brushe my hair. I was ready. I sat in the living room texting on my phone and taking morning selfies.

Marquelle came in and sat down. Marquelle was Imani brother. He was brown skin,nappy afro, brown eyes, and dimples. He was in the Tenth grade. He had a girlfriend that me nor Imani like. Her name was Kiara.

He was cute or whatever... He didn't like the fact I was gay and that's fine...

We sat  there in awkward silence waiting on Imani.

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A life time later...

She was ready.

"Bout time..." I said.

We headed towards Marquelle truck and got In...

We headed towards the school. Devin was sitting on the bench on his phone. Look like he was texting... Shit who knows.

We got out the car and we walked up on Devin. We sat down beside him. Derrian was talking to a bunch of other guys and me and Imani had a deal.

I shoved imani in her shoulder and I pointed in his direction. She looked at me and I did the same. She took a deep breath and walked over there. She tapped him on the shoulder and he instantly started smiling. She started smiling too. His friends left and he didn't care. They continued talking. The heifer was over there for a while. Me and Devin stood there staring and laughing. After she was done she came back walking to us.

"BEST FRIEND FINNA... SHE FINNA... UHH... GO BEST FRIEND, THATS MY BEST FRIEND, THATS MY BEST FRIEND... YEA
... YOU BETTA... YOU BETTA" ME and Devin began to sing as she walked towards us laughing.

"How did it go?" I asked.

"Well..." She said with these fucking shortass answer.

"... Did you get a number?" Devin asked.

She nodded,yes. Shesmirking hell of hard. She flipped her hair.

I rolled my eyes and got up.

The bell rang and we went to class.

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Second Period...

We walked to the gym right on time,the bell had rang for tardy. I walked up the bleachers and Drake tried not to look at me. I was confused on why.

It was time to pair up with our partners and I went with Drake. We had to walk around and that's what we did.

"Hey Drake..." I said nervously. He did t respond.

"... I said Hey..." I said getting iritated.

"Oh  your talking to me? I didn't know since I didn't get a Phone call yesterday..." He said acting like a bitch.

"It was a long night and you didn't even bother to ask what happen for me to even tell you... You know that..." I said.

"Your right... What happen?" He asked trying to be funny.

"Well right now I ran away from home and now I'm living with Imani right now..." I said.

"How about you come live with me?" He suggested.

" I don't know about that..." I said.