Jug and Finesse

II

Okay so lately, I know I haven't been updating like I normally do but sadly, I lost my laptop for a "small while". Well, let me not lie. It wasn't lost, more like underneath my bed the whole time. Imagine how slow and relieved I felt when I found it.

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SHANTII 

I marched over to their table with full intent to smack Monae. Keshina pulled me from behind. "Chill Shantii. Damn," she whispered into my ear. I squeezed my eyes shut and listened. I don't know what's wrong with me. Was I that addicted to him I couldn't go a day without him around me? I think it was more so that Monae was all over him that fucked with me, but regardless, it just didn't sit right with me.

We turned and sat down. Trey's eyes were locked on Jaylon's and I could tell he was just as heated as me, if not a little more. "It's okay," I whispered to him. I know he heard me, because he nodded, but he didn't respond. I just didn't understand Heaven. Sure, if Monae could really seduce Jaylon into being hers, neither one of us would win. She wouldn't have him and neither would I. Bringing him to that abandoned warehouse was supposed to do what exactly? I wasn't sure.

"You're right," Trey spoke after a few minutes. I turned to him and asked, "Do you love her?" I knew she was doing a lot of shit behind our backs but there's no way he would be this pissed if he didn't. I already knew the answer I just wanted him to come to terms with it. "Yeah. I do," he stared off towards Monae's table. We both stared off at the table until the lunch bell rung.

 I sighed and got up, placing my snack bags back into my purse. I headed to my 5th period class. I walked in the door and took my seat, pulling out my binders and pencils. I crossed my legs and copied the equations the teacher set on the board. A few students walked in the door and when Jaylon walked in, Monae was right besides him. I rolled my eyes. I forgot she had this class with us. 

Normally, Jaylon sat besides me so he made his way over to me but Monae grabbed him and forced him to sit in the back of the class with her. Calming down, I focused on my math problems. The teacher walked in and started the lesson but I really couldn't concentrate. Everyone was talking but through all of the noise, the only person I heard was Monae. Every five seconds I would hear Jaylon say something and she would burst into a fit of giggles like it was that funny.

While I did my equations, Marquel slid into the seat Jaylon normally occupied and I sighed. "Come on Shantii, stop doing me like that. You know I been feeling you for a while, that dummy didn't know what he had. Let me show you better," he grabbed my hand. Marquel has been chasing after me since the seventh grade and nothing's wrong with him, truly, he's handsome and smart but I just never found him attractive. He's using now as the time to spit game since Jaylon wasn't all over me but I wasn't in the mood. Normally I would let him down easily, but today I didn't feel like showing anyone sympathy. 

"Get away from me damn," I packed up his shit that he moved near me and shoved it into his hands. I turned around to guide him back to his seat when I made the mistake of looking at Jaylon and Monae. Her arms were wrapped securely around him as they kissed. I just didn't understand all of the kissing. Heaven wasn't in the class so what was all of the touching for? My lip trembled but I refused to give Heaven the satisfaction of hurting me.

When he noticed me watching, he pulled away from the kiss but I only turned and sat back down. "You should've been with me, I would've never did you like that," Marquel shook his head. I looked over at him and rolled my eyes. The August Alsina look alike I saw in the hall a few days ago sat besides me. "So you single now?" he asked. I rolled my eyes and focused on my math equations. With only five minutes left in the class, I sighed as a group of boys swarmed my table, all asking me a million questions.