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The Kiss

☆ Jordin's POV ☆

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I've been ignoring Rajauny.

It's been a week since the whole him seeing my scars crap, but I didn't want to see the look on his face.

Mi nave time fi dat mi a hot gyt gyal.

My second class of the day had just ended. Maths, God know mi neva learn nothing. All mi hear is when sir seh we have a common test coming up.

Faith and strong mind will bring mi through.

I started picking my things getting ready to make my way to my practical classroom until I feel a smack to my ass.

I gasped as I turned around heated ready to give the person a piece of my mind, but I stopped in my tracks once I realized who it was.

"Hey babeeee" Gabby cooed drawing out the word longer than it needed to be.

I scrunched up my face in disgust.

"Yah battyman?" I hissed out

She lets out a laugh as I turn around continuing to pack up my things.

"Maybe, but anno dat mi come fah"

I place my bag onto my shoulder and grab my water bottle as I start walking slowly with her to class. We have the same practical, Food, and Nutrition.

Is the fact she cyah cook.

"Wah kinda mix up yah come tell mi now" I laughed lightly.

"Mi hear seh dem ketch your boy a smoke pan campus"

I furrowed my eyebrows wondering who she was talking about then it clicked. She's talking about Rajauny. But which idiot ina dem right mind woulda smoke pan campus?

Mi neva tek him fi be suh dunce, God know.

"Him a nuh mi boy and dat good fi him" I hiss out.

"Husband and wife a fight? From week mi nuh see yuh talk to him a wah gwan?" She questions now standing in front of me as we reach the door to our class.

"Nothing nuh happen between we, nothing never happen ina di first place. We a just aquaintance" I said hugging my water bottle to my chest.

"Here we go again with you keeping shit from me. Mi nuh know wah gwan wid yuh but whatever it is mi deh yah, juss stop keep shit from me because me cyah help yuh when yuh do that" She sighs out as she runs her hands down her face.

I bit the inside of my cheek as I looked up at her with a sad look, "What if I don't want help?" I asked softly.

She looked at me with a defeated stare and she moved away from me and from the door, clearing my entrance to the class.

"Okay," She mutters, her back facing me before she walks away.

I stayed rooted to my spot where I stood not knowing what to do. It's not that I didn't trust her, she's been by my side for the past 10 years. If it's anyone I trust it would be her.

I just don't know how she'll react if I tell her the truth...the whole truth.

I'm pulled from my thoughts as a hand latches onto mine pulling me away from the class door and dragging me along with them.

I quickly looked up to see who was dragging me. I try analyzing the figure from the back only stopping when I realize the head of curls. It could only be one person. The one person I was trying so desperately to hide from.

He continued to drag me and I went along with him willingly, he only stopped when he was down the stairs under the stairwell.

He finally let go of my wrist with a huff as he looked down at me.