Chapter 2

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Derrick In MM

Derrick Pov.

Wassup y'all. I'm Derrick Jamal Smith. Just Call me Dj for short. I'm 17. I also go to White Station and a Junior. I'm Light Skin, 6'2, and a Short Curly Hair. I'm a Quarterback for our football team. Go Spartans!!! I'm pretty popular and I'm a lady's charmer. But I have a girlfriend, Zoey. Everyone says she is a hoe, but I refuse to believe it. She would never cheat on me. I think. My best friend is Anthony. Me and Ant been niggas since diapers. Since y'all met me, let's get back to the story.

Ms.Crawford had told this girl to sit by me. I remember her from middle school but we never really talked. She was the girl that always got bullied. I felt really bad for her because she was actually beautiful but I never said anything.

She sat down next to me and she looked like she been crying. I decided to talk to her."Wassup, I'm Derrick. You can call me Dj for short." I said flashing my pearly whites at her. She blushed and said "I know your name." At a low whisper. "How you know my name?" I asked curiously. "Well, Its not like your popular and a star quarterback on the football team." She said sarcastically and rolling her eyes playfully."Oh yeah" I said chuckling a little bit. "Hey, you never told me your- " I said being interrupt by the bell and with that she quickly got up and left.

~Skips to lunch~

Kim's Pov.

As I walked in the cafeteria, I instantly spotted my best friend, Bree. I walked up behind her making sure she couldn't see me." Aye, bitch get the fuck out my seat." "I don't know who you calling a bitch. Don't make me whoop yo- " She said turning around realizing it was me. "Omg Kim, I was bout to beat yo ass." She said laughing as I joined, too."It seem like forever since I seen you." She said pulling me in a hug. I laughed and said, "I just saw you last week." "Well, that's too long in my handbook." She said as I laughed at how serious she was.

"Bree, guess who talked to me today?" I said excited and anxious to tell her. "I know, it was Dj." She said not as excited about it."Yup- hold on. How you know?" I asked trying to see how she knows. "I was in the sam class with you. You didn't see me trying to get your attention?" "That was you throwing paper at me?" "Ding ding ding ding" she said while tapping her nose and I just laughed.

~Skips to the last period of the day~

It's the last period of the day and I got worst class ever. Gym, Ughhh!!! I thought that was the worst part. Ohhh, Nooo! It gets better. I take that same period w/ Zoey and her friends."Omg look the fat bitch has gym. Maybe she'll lose weight." One of her friends said causing every one to laugh. I started to walk away but only to be pulled back by my hair. "Ahhhhhhhhh, please let me go." I screamed and pleaded as tears rolled down my cheeks. "Awww, Is the fat hoe crying?" "Oooo, I think she is." Joey and one of her friends said pretending like they cared. "Well, Idgaf. What don't you understand? You're not wanted. You might as well kill yourself." She said as she kicked and punched me.

After 15 minutes of being punched and kicked in the stomach and face. I finally got up and ran to the locker room only to bump into someone. "Excuse me. I should've been watching were I was going." I heard a deep voice say. I looked up to see Dj standing there. I quickly walked away. I didn't want him to see me like this. I ran into the locker room and lock myself in a stall. I began to cry as I took in everything was said.

Is it true? Was I not wanted? Should I just kill myself? Would I even be missed? Questions running through my mind as what just happened played in my head over and over again. Then, I was interrupted out of my thoughts by the bell. I got up and grabbed my backpack and head out of the gym. I was about to get in my car, but somebody grabbed my hand. I thought it was Zoey, so I began to get nervous. "Please don't hurt me any- " I said as I was turning around seeing a confused Derrick.

He looked at me weird and said, "I wasn't gonna hurt you. I just wanted to know your name." He chuckled a little bit. "It's Kimberly but you can call me Kim or Kimmie." I mumbled as I looked down playing w/ my fingers. "Well Kim, I'm having a party and I was wondering if you wanted to come?" He asked as he scratched his neck. Did I just get invited to a party by my crush? Am I dreaming? If so don't wake me up. "Sure. When? I looked up smiling. "Great! Umm... it's next Friday." He said sounding relieved. "Also you bring a friend w/ you. I guess I'll see you tomorrow in 1st period." "Ok. I guess so. Bye Dj." "Bye Kim." And with that he gave me a hug and left.

Omg!!! Derrick Smith just gave me a hug. That was one of the best moments of my life. My heart began to melt inside. I felt butterflies all in my stomach. I got in my care thinking about that hug.

I pulled up in my driveway and parked my car. As I walked in the house, I saw Cam on the couch watching tv and my mom cooking dinner. I went upstairs straight to my bedroom and hopped in the shower. After a 10 minute shower, I decided to text Bree and tell her about the hug.

-Text Convo-

Kim😍😈🙌🏾: Heyy babe

Bree😻💦💋: Wassup bae

Kim😍😈🙌🏾: Nun much wby

Bree😻💦💋: Chilling watching tv

Kim😍😈🙌🏾: Awe cool Guess what 😊

Bree😻💦💋: What 😏

Kim😍😈🙌🏾: Dj invited me to his party and gave me hug😊😊😊😊😊

Bree😻💦💋: Omg Yasssss TT you going right?????😱😋

Kim😍😈🙌🏾: Of course not every day you get invited to your crush's party. Also he said bring a friend

Bree😻💦💋: Omg I can't wait I'm giving you full makeover we gon be looking to good

Kim😍😈🙌🏾: Wait what make over 😐

Bree😻💦💋: Yes a makeover

Bree😻💦💋: I'mma text you later I gotta plan this out. Bye Kimmie💋

Kim😍😈🙌🏾: 😂Ok Bye Bree 💋

-End of Text Convo-

After I finished texting Bree, I went downstairs to eat dinner. When I finished I watched tv for a couple of hours. Then, I went upstairs and then my homework, then Got in bed and went to sleep.

Author's Note: I know that was kinda long but tell me what you think. Comment and Vote! Thanks for reading. Next update will be sooner. Bye

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