Chresanto's POV.
I woke up a bit early this morning. I went in my mom's room and, surprisingly, she was there. I walked over to her bedside and kissed her forehead. I heard the shower going and I looked towards her bathroom door.
Him.
I quickly got up and went back to my room. I heard the girls running around so I knew they were getting ready. I took a quick shower and washed my face. I went in my closet and put on a red, black, and white OBEY shirt and tan cargos. I put on my BRED 11's and I put on my two gold chains. I put on my studs and grabbed my keys and my phone. I grabbed my bag and walked down the hall to Princess'' room.
"Girls. Time to go. Chop Chop." I said.
"We're ready." they said in unison.
"Okay. Kylie's mom is taking you guys to school today." I said.
"Okay." they both said.
"Alright. Head downstairs. Grab something to eat." I said, opening the door and letting them run past me.
We all walked down the stairs and they got something to eat. We waited for about 10 minutes and Kylie's mom pulled up. I grabbed my stuff and walked them outside. I pulled out right behind her. I drove for about 15 minutes and pulled into the school parking lot. I parked in my normal spot and met up with Ray.
"Wassup?" I asked, giving him dap.
"Tired." he said, rubbing his forehead.
"What's up with you and Kaylie?" I asked.
"She still pissed. I don't think it's just about the game anymore. Even if she didnt say it, I still think she thinks I'm cheating with Nique." he said.
"You shouldnt have done it the first time." I said.
"We werent even that serious." he yelled.
"Y'all were serious enough. You popped that. That should be serious enough for you." I said.
"I know. She just doesnt trust me and it's really annoying when you know you're not doing anything." he said, opening his locker.
"Look. The only thing I can tell you is to try and make it up to her. Something. I don't know. Buy her some flowers. Write a song. It doesnt matter just try hard." I said, putting my Trig books in my bag.
"A song. That sounds good. Would you he-" he began but I cut him off quickly.
"No. I'm not helping you with this. You do this by yourself." I said, closing my locker.
"Look, you'll get brownie points from Jazmyne and she might even let you back in her pants." he said, winking.
"Ray, have I ever told you how wierd you are?" I asked.
"No, but I'm guessing I'm extremely wierd."
"Just a bit! But I'm not helping you. So don't ask. Ask Prod. I mean, he can sing. Sure did sound good to me in 8th grade." I said.
"Alright. But you will be in on this. I don't care how hard I have to try." he said.
"Try as hard as you can. I'm not singing." I said.
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Kaylie POV.
I woke up this morning with a pounding headache. I wasnt going to school but Jazmyne persuaded me to go. I walked into the school and I saw Ray and Santo at their lockers. They were talking about a song. I quickly put on my hood and walked around the crowd so he wouldnt see me.
