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"Things ain't always set in stone"
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- Daniel Caesar
(Streetcar)













KESIENA

"What happened at lunchtime with you and Deja, bro?" Phineas asked on the way home.

We were carpooling again today and I was the last one to be dropped off.

"I don't know, but I feel like I just fucked up any chance I thought I had at being her friend again, talk less of anything more than that," I said with a sigh.

Why did I touch her hand? Why did I have to freak her out like that?

It's not like I didn't want to. Gawd, she looked so beautiful I wanted to do much more than just touch her hand.

I wanted to hug her, hold her, make her smile, make her laugh, but at that moment, all I felt I could do was touch her hand, so I did.

Stupid.

"Do you think I made her uncomfortable?" I asked Phineas. " 'Cause I swear on the entire Star Wars franchise, that wasn't my intention."

"Well...maybe. Not everyone likes being touched, you know?"

"I know."

Maybe she just doesn't like being touched by me.

I sighed and looked down at my hands.

My silver ring lay snug on my finger and I ran a thumb over it, grateful that it was back in its proper place.

I don't know how it appeared in my bag after I'd turned it every which way I'm search, but why question a good thing?

"Do you think I should apologise?"

Phineas sucked at his teeth. "Honestly bro, I don't know. Maybe?"

"That's if she even wants to speak to me again after this," I mumbled.

Stupid.

Phineas made a turn and within seconds we were at my gate.

He stopped the car and turned to look at me.

"Don't beat yourself up about it, okay? You didn't commit a crime or anything."

"True," I conceded.

"Cheer up. I'm sure things between you two will be fine."

I grabbed my bag and opened the door, swinging my legs out. "I hope so, guy."

"If you want, I can ask Chetachi to check in on her."

I gave him a weak smile. "Sure. Thanks, bro."

"No wahala. See ya," Phineas said, turning the ignition back on and driving away.

I opened up the small keypad mounted near the pedestrian gate and typed in the pass code.

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