I decided to look cute today. Ever since my confession, I wanted to make him notice me. Not as just that colored girl but as the girl he could potentially have feelings for.
It was only October and it was still summer weather here in Los Angeles. I decided to wear leggings, white tank top and a jean vest on top. I paired it with a pair of vans and walked downstairs.
My mother was drinking water instead of coffee. Coffee doesn't mix well with alcohol and the smell was reeking off of her.
"Have you picked up my car from the shop?" I ask.
"It's not my problem."
I look at her dumbfounded. "But I have no way of transportation to pick it up!"
"Then walk." she says taking a sip of her water.
"It's halfway across town!" I say exasperated.
She shrugs and walks out of the room.
I check the time. It was 7:00. The school bus left 10 minutes ago. I decided to call Tara.
"Hello?" she says as she picks up.
"Yo, can you give me a ride?"
She winces. "Dude, I'm so sorry but I have to take my brother to a doctors appointment so I'll be arriving at school during 4th period."
"You're kidding me." I slap my forehead. "What am I going to do?"
"You could walk. I mean you have time and you have late arrival so as long as you get there before 2nd period you're in the clear."
"Okay, well bye." I hang up. I grab my book bag and a granola bar and head out.
Fifteen minutes pass and I could see my school. It looked like a dot so I still had a long way to go. It was already 7:20 which means that school started. I heard a series of honks behind so I turned around and see Trevion in his big silver hummer.
"Need a lift?" he asks.
I got inside and admired his car. "Damn Trevion, this is one nice vehicle."
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He smiles at me. "Thanks, I got it for my 18th birthday."
"You're 18 already?"
"Yeah, when I moved I had already finished kindergarten but the school made me re take it. My birthday is in the summer though. What about you?"
"I'm still 16." I give him a half smile. "Turning 17 at the end of November."
"Nice, so are you taking the late bus today?"
"Yeah, my mom didn't pick up my car so I'm stuck riding the late bus for a while."
"Cool. I enjoy your company." he says giving me another beautiful smile.
"Soo," I say changing the topic. "Do you know who Pierce likes?"
He quirks his eyebrow. "Who wants to know?"
"Basically every girl in our school."
He laughs. "I guess you're right. I'm only telling you but if you tell others he won't really care. You know how he is."
"He should try opening up more." I suggest.
Trevion shakes his head. "Not going to happen. Anyway the girl he likes is Sophie Moore."
My eyes pop out. "The high school slut?!"
He smirks. "The one and only."
"But she has basically had sex with ever guy in the school. Like every GUY. Freshmen, sophomores, juniors and seniors." I exclaim.
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He Only Likes White Girls
Roman pour AdolescentsHi, I'm Nina Bhatnagar. No actually scratch that. That's my Indian name. America made my parents change their last name to Briggs because it was too hard to pronounce. What a joke. Try pronouncing Pierce. No its not pierce like pierce your ear, it's...