"So are y'all having a staring contest now?" Vic whispered while crunching on a hot fry.
To be honest I love looking at him its like longing to read a book that you know you will already love .
"I like his eyes a lot," I mumbled as he bored his intense brown eyes to my soft ones . I sighed shakely and rubbed my arms, he gave me chills.
"Baebii ," Juan whined tugging lightly on my shirt hem.
I raised my eyebrow in recognition and acknowledgement but still trained my eyes on my target who was now smiling lightly at me .
Juan looked into the direction of my eyes but Tré had already looked down typing Away on his phone .I hard Juan intake a sharp breath and he took my chin in his Hand and kissed me deep and aggressively.
Was I turned on by the aggressiveness? Hell yeah this the most affection he's showed in like 2 weeks. But I was also pissed, he's only doing it because my eyes weren't on him . Yes he's good looking but I'm still trying to figure out If he really loved me .
Vic shook her head slowly still eating a chip . I pulled away and saw Juan smirk as his homies whistled and bit their lip at me . I wiped my mouth in silent protest against this mockery and continued doing my work.
"Wait til I tell my sistas bout this shi," I mouthed to Vic and she immitated the gun emoji sign . Standing up, I walked over to turn my essay in only to be bumped into one of Juan crew members . I smiled politely and quick and sat in my seat only to feel a paper in my back pocket .
I pulled it out and pondered over the writing and opened it. My face slowly started to get heated as I reread it over once more.
'You have the beautifulest eyes KayC' I leaned back and smiled the hardest I could without suspicion.
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Curfew
General FictionKayC is your typical African American/ Caribbean teen. Down to earth, Obeys mom and dad, smart, a good girl, with a jamacian attitude. She loves to have fun, sing and dance and most importantly love all things. She's got big things going for her suc...