Different [Different Series #1]

[2] Well Played

Kiarah: 

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"Omg girl, so he just called you a hoe, just like that?" Laysha said as I told her about the dude I met. I don't care if we don't live close, we're still going to be close. Point blank period.

"Yeah, and i'm like wow, like whatever lol I called him a faggot and walked away." I said laughing at the memory. At the time, it seemed like the right thing to say, and it shut him up, so it was good.

"Well, is he cute, that's the real question here." She said, being boy crazy as usual.

"Yeah he was cute, but the way he came at me was just a turnoff." I said rolling my eyes, happy that she couldn't see me.

"I know you're rolling your eyes baby girl, but its whatever, I have to go to school." She said using her way of telling me it was time to get off the phone. I nodded my head, telling her goodbye and looking in the mirror. I was starting my first day of school today and to be honest, I wasn't really jumping with excitement. New school, new people to get close to, only to find out you're moving away the next day.

I grabbed some black skinny jeans, my blue and black Jordans, and a blue shirt and hit the bathroom. I stared at the girl who stared back at me in the mirror. Her hazel eyes looked worn out at it was time to take that one long shower, the one where you sat there thinking about all of the things in the world, even if it didn't matter....

~*~

"Thats the new girl? Damn she fine." Some dude said as I walked up to the school. Ignoring him, I kept it moving. That was going to be my model today, keep it moving, and fuck the new girl haters.

"She's pretty, but she's not that pretty." A hater said as she frowned at me. I knew that there were going to be some females out here that were going to hate, and I'm ready for it. I mean, I was a pretty girl, and with beauty comes hate.

"You must be the new girl, I can tell by the way they're looking at you. Don't pay them no mind. They do this to every new person, and it ends up wearing off in about a week." A pretty short girl with light brown eyes whispered to me as I walked into homeroom.

"Thanks. I know the routine, I move a lot." I told her thanking her for something I already knew. Suddenly, the class went hush as the door swung open and in walked the dude I met the other day. I frowned at him. He walked in like he ran the freaking place! He looked around giving the hoes dying for his attention winks. His beautiful eyes stopped at me and he grew a frown. Needless to say, I was happy to be the subject of his displeasure. Some of the females, angry they lost his attention, looked at who he was looking at. Me. And of course, they all threw me frowns as well.

"What's up, hoe?" He whispered to me as he took the seat in front of me. No wonder they left this seat open, it was his seat, and obviously he was known around here.

"Faggot." I said smiling at him. All the girls in the class, instead of the new girl I met, gasped. Obviously, no one was used to him being called anything other than sexy, which he was.

"You irritate me."

"You irritate my life." I said smiling and returning my attention to the girl next to me. She smiled at me.

"Names Yasmin, and I like you already." She said smirking at me.

Mykal  

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This girl was pissing me off more and more with her existence. Just looking at her made me want to drop a piano on her head, just to see if it would hurt. Just to hear her scream. All the females fell to my feet, throwing it up like it was money to a stripper. So why wasn't she doing the same? Weirdo.

"Man, the new girl can get it." Jason, a dude who never had a serious relationship in his life said.

"Sho' can." Camerons rock head ass agreed.

"Ima' get her." Jason said smirking. Good luck. I thought in my head, and for some reason I was angry. Who was he to just claim her like she was a piece of meat?

"Nahh dude, My saw her first. He gets to choose if he wants dibs or not." Cam said, stating one of the rules in our book. It was true, I had a chance to claim her.

"Well dude?" Jason asked looking at me.

"She's mine."

~*~

"Mykal, welcome to the class that started ten minutes ago." Mrs.Beninngford said as she stopped class to glare at me.

"Whatever. " I said, dismissing her.

"Sit next to your new partner, Kiarah Johnston. " She said pointing to the only seat available. The one next to the female I had a strong love hate feeling twords. Looking up to see her new partner, she rolled her eyes and frowned.

"Sup hoe." I whispered to her calling her the nickname I first gave her.

"Faggot." She smirked. I think she knew how much I hated being called a fag.

"Listen sweetheart, I'm 100% straight. I think my reputation with the ladies proves it well." I smirked. I was known at this school for good looks and even better dick. It just was what it was.

"The only thing your reputation proves, is that you're a conceded, stuck up, man-whore. Doesn't prove that you aren't gay, and I mean there's nothing wrong with that, just come out of the closet." She said smiling. Something about her was cute and it was cool she knew how to stick up for herself. But I still don't like her calling me out.

"Is there something you guys would like to share with the whole class?" Mrs.B said directing her attention towards us. We both shook our heads as she told us to step outside for a minute. We both sighed walking out like bosses.

"See what you do." She groaned looking at me.

"I do, alot of things." I playfully winked.

"I bet." She sighed looking around.

"Who is this My My?" The annoying high pitched voice of my fuck buddy's voice rang.

"I'm right here. Ask me myself. Names Kiarah." Kiarah said with pure attitude.

"Was I talking to you?"

"No, but I was talking to you." Kiarah said through clenched teeth. I could tell she was getting pissed. Out of nowhere, Kiarah walked to the door and straight out. Bad ass, I loved it. But I hated that it turned me on.

"Sash, you know where we stand. Play yo' role." I told Sasha as I walked out fallowing Kiarah.

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