"Angelique, coach said run 5 laps, do 3 mins worth of squats, and 50 push ups!"Symone said out of breath from running cross the basketball court.
I look up to see her in her red Aero shorts and grey basketball shirt, and Jordan Flights."The fuck i gotta do that for, i aine even did shit, i was sick damn!"I said, my face turning red, and Symone looking at me like she saw a ghost."Well im just telling you cause if you dont do it your off the team"Symone said walking back to her side.
"That bitch."i said whispering to my self, not noticing a tear had fell out my eye.
Lately ive been going through some things at home.The whistle Snapped me out my thoughts, i whiped my eyes and started with my squats.
When I finally arrived home, there was nobody there, i was hurting, and hungry. I decided to take a hot shower and watch tv until moms get home.-DREAM- *I love you with all my heart, i will never leave your side bae*
I woke up as i heard my mom walking in calling me to get the bags out the car. As i got up i was wondering what i was dreaming about, i just shook it off and went to get the bags.
Next morning as i was getting up, i layed out some type grey Levi's a pink Polo shirt with my pink converse. I pinned my natural hair up , grabbed my heavy ass book bag and walked out the door to catch the bus. As i was walking to the bus the bus driver pulled off while i was beating on the bus. I stop "I know that old ass bitch didnt leave me here.!"
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Behind The Word Bestfriend
RandomNobody knows anything behind the word best friend. Everyone admires Angelique And Symone friendship...but do they really know...can they really tell?
