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~ Kiara
__________We got home like 3 hours ago and I sure have been locked up in my room the whole time. I heard a couple knocks on my door here and there and I just pretended like I was asleep.
Maybe Aja didn't know Syd had a girlfriend? I dunno, either way I'm pissed as fuck.
My thinking was interrupted due to another series of knocking.
"Kiara if you don't open this fucking door!"
I sighed getting up swinging the door open.
"What?!", I asked Aja in a monotone voice.
"If you don't come out here-"
As soon as I heard those words I slammed the door shut in her face. I absolutely would rather die than spend time with Sydney Colson and her girlfriend. That's supposed to be me.
One thing about me is that I can be just a tiny bit petty. And I've decided now is the perfect time to show that. I grab my TV remote opening up YouTube. I start playing music on it turning the volume up really loud making sure everyone is able to hear it out in the living room.
I walk over to my door unlocking it just as Aja was about to knock making her stumble into my room.
"KIARA!"
"Huh?! I can't hear you!", I reply back smiling.
Aja stomps over to my bed grabbing my remote and turning the TV off.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
"What the fuck is wrong with me? Oh, maybe its the fact that you've failed to mention that Sydney has a fucking girlfriend!"
"Do you have a problem with that?", I hear Amadi say from behind Aja.
"Oh shit.", I thought to myself in my head.
"N-no I-I just was saying..."
"Nah", she says shoving Aja out of the way so we now stand face to face.
"Cause it seem like you got a fucking problem with it."
"I don't! Okay! Chill the fuck out."
Amadi eyes me up and down before backing up to her place next to Sydney.
I've barley been in Vegas for a month and I'm already caught up in some bullshit. I brush pass everyone stepping into the kitchen hoping baking some cupcakes will stop me from beating a bitch up.
I grab the ingredients and utensils I need throwing stuff on the counter not caring where it lands. I pour everything into the bowl gripping the whisk firmly and mixing the hell out of everything.
I'm telling yall cupcakes hit different if you make them when you're pissed off.
I put the cupcakes into the oven, setting a timer. Anyone who knows me knows my cupcakes are the shit fr. Just the smell alone will have you drooling like a dog.
That definitely made me feel better. Enough for me to actually go sit in the living room. I sat next to Aja and scrolled on my phone not paying attention to what anyone was saying.
"Huh?!", I turned and said towards when Aja kept repeatedly tapping on me.
"I was saying how do you feel about the majorette team and being the tail the tail and stuff.", Sydney spoke up.
"Oh, yea, it's cool or whatever.", I responded dryly.
Aja side eyed me for my response, but I honestly didn't care. She would do the same thing if she was feeling the way I was.
Aja can be annoying sometimes, but I would never let a situation like this come between our relationship. Even if she did tell me or not, that's still my best friend at the end of the day. And she can be a little slow at times, maybe all the time.
My train of thought was interrupted by a 'ding' sound signaling that the cupcakes were done.
I scurried over to the kitchen taking them out and letting them cool before I iced them. I wasn't perfect at icing the cupcakes, but it's not about the appearance it's about the taste.
Once I finished, I put the cupcakes on my cupcake stand and carried them to put on the living room table.
"Omg bitch, I haven't had one of your cupcakes in forever. Yall when I tell you her cupcakes are soo fucking good.", Aja said excitedly.
Aja and Sydney had gotten a cupcakes off of the stand. When Amadi started reaching for one I interrupted her.
"Amadi you can't have one."
"Why?", she asked.
"Ke ke stop-", Aja started to say.
"Because I said so that's why."
Amadi turned facing Sydney.
"Bae, you gon let her talk to me like that?!"
"Amadi, that girl don't gotta give you no cupcake if she don't want to."
"Well how come you get to get one?"
Sydney shrugged finishing the last of her cupcake.
"And you coulda gave me a piece of yours!" Amadi exclaimed.
"Nah, that bitch was too good", Sydney replied.
"Anybody want another one?", I asked holding up the tray.
"Of course I want another one love, but I ain't gon get one, gotta watch my figure.", Sydney said.
I laughed getting a close look at Sydney before saying, "Girl yo skinny ass."
Amadi hit Sydney on her arm. "I know you did not just call her love!"
"Chill, people be saying that all the time", Sydney said as she moved Amadi's arm off of her.
As I was walking to the kitchen I looked at Aja who was staring at me with a 'what the fuck are you doing look'
When I came back into the living I looked Amadi up and down and snickered at her.
"Bitch!", she yelled getting up.
She tried to punch me in my face and I was able to duck, but she managed to land one in my stomach.
Not even gon lie she could punch hard. Hard enough that it made me fall to the floor, and hit my head on something.
The last thing I heard was Sydney saying, "Bitch, what the fuck is wrong with you?!" Before everything went black.
At least Amadis out of my way now.
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