In my head, I see you all over me. In my head, you fulfill my fantasy. You'll be screaming no. In my head, it's going down. In my head, it's going down.— Jason Derulo
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*Next Day*
Ok this whole being sick with the flu shit is irking my nerves. I've been in this bed all day just watching Netflix on my tablet. I did my homework last night just because I was bored, even extra credit.
My brother barged through the door, without knocking of course.
"Get the fuck out Marques!" I yelled at him in a whisper because that's all my throat would allow. He just looked at me and rolled his stupid brown eyes. He started rummaging on my desk around my laptop, looking for something.
He found my Beats earbuds and jammed them in his pocket. He then went to my closet and took one of my new shirts out with the tags still attached. He turned on the balls of his feet and began to walk out.
"Marques, helloooooo! Why the fuck are you taking my shit?" I asked, once again in a whispery scream.
"It's my girlfriend's birthday today and I lost my ear phones" he shrugged his shoulders and opened the door.
"Come back with my stuff!" I yelled after him, finally finding my voice.
"Sorry, I don't associate with your kind"
I swear I'm adopted. What type of brother says that to you.
No use in letting my temper get the best of me once again. I turned over and just went back to sleep, only to be awakened by my mother at 11:30.
"Get up, take a shower, and change your clothes!" she ordered me.
"Why? I'm tired"
"Isn't trey coming over" she batted her highly mascara covered eyelashes. She was a version of a popular in high school back in the day and she still acts like one.
"I don't care. I don't know him"
"Well he's cute and nice, so get to know him." She said as she went through my closet looking for me something to wear.
I rolled my eyes.
"I swear, you just choose to be an outcast. He's trying to be your friend" how would she know? She's a fucking clueless bimbo.
At one point in my life, mainly the first day of 9th grade, I was a tweener. That is until I whooped Candace's ass. From then on, I've been a slum invisible. Even my brother ignores my existence. Funny thing is, until then, he was one of my best friends...sorta.
"I don't care" I said to her.
She shot me a look. "Are you gay?" she asked in an accusing tone.
"No!" she always asks me that. I like men.
"Then why haven't you had a boyfriend or at least obsess over one like other girls your age?"
"Because you haven't let me transfer schools" I rolled my eyes and went to my bathroom that's connected to my room.
I hopped in the shower, brushed my teeth and left my hair curly because that's just how it naturally is. I walked back in my room with my towel wrapped around me to change into my clothes. I looked at what my mom had chosen and rolled my eyes. There's no way in hell I'm wearing a sundress. I went to my closet and slipped on some sweats and a tank top. I turned on my radio. My man Jason Derulo was on singing 'In my Head' and that is my jam.
TREY'S POV
After school I quickly rushed over to Skylar's house after stopping at edible arrangements and at blockbusters for some stuff. (Obviously this story is hella dated)
I got out my car and knocked on her door. Her mom answered. She's a wild lady. She's really nice. She has fire red hair and green eyes. She stands about 5'6''. I've met her several times because sometimes I hang out here with Marques. I've only met their dad once. He's really cool but doesn't fuck around. He was ready to kill Marques when he found out that Marques failed high school on purpose. He's black, about 6'2 or 3 at least and he's pretty good looking. When I was talking to him he said when he was in high school and college he was a model but quit because he wanted to focus on medical school.
Mrs. Delton brought me out of my thoughts. "Hello Trey" she smiled up at me.
"Hi Mrs. Delton"
"What did I tell you about that? Call me Sharon" she laughed. "Well go ahead up, she's in her room"
I nodded and walked up the stairs and down the hall to her room. She had my song blasting. It's how I see things between us.
I knocked. No answer. I knocked again but still no answer. So I just went in. when I went in, she was dancing around cutely lip singing into her hair brush.
I started dancing too and got behind her and started dancing on her. She stopped and quickly whipped around to face me.
"So when you're sick you have dance parties?"
She blushed a deep shade of red. "Nah don't worry about it. It was cute." That just made her blush more. She went over to her radio to turn it off. "No!" I yelled.
"What?"
"Keep it on. I like this song" I started singing and dancing. "Dance with me"
"Um, no thanks. I don't dance."
I laughed. "Now I know you're lying" she blushed again. "Alright you don't have to"
I turned the radio down. "Alright, so I brought your stuff"
She sat on her bed.
"Here's your homework" I handed it to her. She looked through it.
"Thanks" she said dryly.
"Wait, that's not all. I brought you this" I handed her an edible arrangement bouquet of chocolate covered strawberries. "And I brought you this and these" I gave her a bag of cotton candy and some DVDs.
She looked at everything with the most confused face.
"Thanks?" she picked up the strawberries and cotton candy. "How did you know I like these?"
"Well you smell a little like strawberries and cotton candy sometimes so I figured you like it enough to spray it on your body, you must like to eat them." I smiled at her. "The DVDs I just threw in thinking you didn't have anything else to do, being sick, but apparently you have dance parties.
She laughed her beautiful laugh. "That's hardly the case"
Our laughter was interrupted by two people barging into her room. They looked extremely similar but one was a girl and the other was a boy.
"Oh my gosh! School just started a month ago and you're on the brink of death" the girl said as she quickly ran over to hug Skylar. "What are they doing to you?!"
"Calm down Nat; I just have the flu" Skylar assured.
"That better be it. Can't have my main squeeze dying." The boy said as he pulled Skylar off the bed to get a more comfortable hug than the girl. He kissed her on the cheek which pissed me off.
"I'm not dying Dreux. Trust me"
"Good" he said as he kissed her on the cheek again then released her. Yeah, I'm not digging that; he needs to step off.
They both looked over at me.
"Guys, this is Trey. Trey, this is Dreux and Natalie. My best friends since the sandbox. If you couldn't tell, they're fraternal twins."
"hey" I said cooly.
"Well hellooooooo Mr. Trey" Natalie said as she looked me up and down about ready to devour me.
"Sup" Dreux said with a head nod, clearly not impressed.
"Well, I'll see you in school Skylar, unless you don't come...then I'll just bring you your assignments." I turned to both Natalie and Dreux. "It was nice meeting you both"
"The pleasure was all mine" Natalie said flirtatiously.
"Likewise." Dreux said with a hint of sarcasm.
I rolled my eyes and left.
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System Shock
Teen FictionA whirlwind romance which all stem from the social constructs of high school. Prepare for your system to be shocked Disclaimer: I do not own any pictures used in association with this story