"KayC Monique Couture! I have not seen u all day bihh!" Nichole yelled halfway down the hallway. I embraced her and chuckled. Vic had taken her car to get fixed so she wasn't coming back today.
Rochelle shook her head at her loudness then squinted her China doll eyes.
"Why yo face look heated huh , huh! Who is he, I know damn well its not Juan," she smirked mischeviously waiting for me to spill .
We walked into lunch as I spilled about the mysterious boy who had caught my eyes. Saying his name made my skin prick and the corner of my mouth twitch into a smile .
"His eyes," I moaned slightly, "have the prettiest shades, on God."
I took a breath and looked at them they both had that, getcho man face.
"He better be fine as wine for u to be blushing like det," Nichole said as we sat down.
I smirked as I saw him enter and pointed at him.Nichole's and Rochelle's eyes widened and their mouths slowly descended as he walked into the lunch line . I sat in the middle so I closed their mouths and stole a chip in triumph.
Tré looked my way and smirked a little. I put my head down and drank some Arizona tea.
"Oh lawd I just wanna -"
"Dibs, discussion ov-"
"He's a human not food ! Leave him be Jesus !" I barked looking back at him feeling my heart flutter .
"If u didn't like or know him . he could have it all," Rochelle said lowly texting away.
"I brb," I said having the sudden urge to pee . I rushed to the bathroom only to be swiftly and gently pushed against the wall . I looked into the persons eyes and my heart nearly melted .
His lips brushed against my jaw line and I trembled, "You can play this game all you want KayC, just know your not ready for what I have for you," he mumbled into my ear.
He stepped back and his eyes matched my own color and he smiled, "He doesn't call you beautiful much does he ," it was more of a statement than question .
I started to frown but then he kissed my cheek.
"I like this staring game we play beautiful," his voice was low and sexy and I blushed . then we departed our separate ways and I prayed we'd encounter again .
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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...