* Chanelle's POV *
I grabbed my books & placed them into the locker.
Monique: Last night was so magical. We watched movies &...
Chanelle: Had sex?
Monique: Yeah.
She nodded & started laughing.
Chanelle: Well, I'm glad you had fun.
Monique: Talking like you didn't. I seen you all hugged up with August.
Chanelle: Yeah okay.
August started making his way over.
August: What cha doing?
Chanelle: Headed to class. Something you should be doing.
I said smiling & closing my locker.
August: I need to see ya dress for prom right?
Chanelle: No. I can tell you the color & go with you to pick the tux out. How about that?
He pretended as if he was actually thinking about it.
August: Aight. After school?
Chanelle: Alright.* August's POV *
I waited for her outside on the school's steps. She came through the crowd of people & rushed right over to me.
Chanelle: Ready to go?
August: Yup.
I said smiling.
Paris: Well if you don't look at this.
Chanelle moved her way closer to me when she realized it was Paris. I shook my head.
Paris: This the trash you left me for?
August: Don't start Paris...
Paris: Look at me & look at her. What does she have that I don't? That's right... nothing. I've got it all. Take the trash out.
I looked to see Chanelle with her eyes closed before she walked face to face with Paris. Everybody in the school yard surrounded us.
Chanelle: Praying that God forgives me for what I'm about to say. But bitch fuck you! I've dealt with ya trash talking for wayyyy too long.
Paris: You're trash.
Chanelle: That's all you got? How about enough of the talking & more action?
Chanelle made her way off the steps & challenged Paris.
Chanelle: How about you come off those steps & come down here so I can whoop yo ass!
Paris looked around & made her way to the middle step.
Paris: You're still trash.
Chanelle: Come on down! Actually you wouldn't even be quite worth it.
Paris: Really?
Chanelle: Yeah, it's not like you wanted to fight. You like to pick. You know why? Cause you're a scary bitch. You want to look like the shit & front for everyone.
Paris: I am the shit.
Chanelle: & you smell like it too!
Everyone started laughing while Paris got offended & felt embarrassed. She walked straight past Chanelle & out to the parking lot.
Monique: You go Nelle!
Everyone started clapping for her. She finally proved that she wasn't scared & didn't back down. I grabbed her by her hand & began walking off.* Chanelle's POV *
I sat there waiting on August to come out.
August: What about this one?
Chanelle: No.
I started laughing while he tried on another before walking out again.
Chanelle: I like that one.
He started smiling & posing as if he had won something.
Chanelle: This isn't an awards show. Acting like you won something.
August: But I did.. I won prom with you.
Chanelle: Aww. That's sweet.
I smiled while he went back into the dressing room to undress.
30 Minutes Later...
Chanelle: I'd like your chocolate milkshake w/o the cherries & whip cream. A small cheeseburger & chilli cheese fries.
August: I'll get ya chicken fingers & fries.
The waitress walked away.
Chanelle: I bet Monique is looking for me.
August: She'll be aight.
I smiled at him. The waitress made her way back with the milkshake. I pulled my straw out & placed it inside the cup.
Chanelle: This is good.
August: Lemme see.
He placed his straw into the milkshake so we were basically sharing.
August: It was...
Chanelle: Mhm.
August: So prom we riding with Xavier?
Chanelle: Monique said it. I forgot to tell you I'll be the talent show tomorrow.
He started laughing.
August: What cha doing in it?
Chanelle: You'll have to wait & see.
August: Don't embarrass yaself.
Chanelle: & won't. Little nervous but it's straight though...
August smiled while looking at me. His focus finally was distracted when the waitress placed our food on the table.
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The Preacher's Daughter ( August Alsina Edition )
Random18 year old August is known for bad behavior & good looks. Nothing seems to slow him down. He then attends high school & meets the new student, Chanelle. Chanelle is the 18 year old new student from Chicago. Everyone gives her a little trouble since...