Best Friends?: Odell Beckham Jr.

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Camille,

After having dinner with my dad, I decided to go to the store to get some more stuff for me.

I always shop at Target, and luckily there's one 2 miles away from here.

When I arrived at the store I went straight to the snack aisle even through I wasn't here for that. I went up and down every aisle twice. It's just a habit.

I got some Oreos, Chettos, and Doritos, then I went down to the dairy section. While going toward the milk I saw Odell walking down in my direction with his mom, but he didn't notice me yet, so my ass decides to turn straight around. I don't even know why he's here, because he has people shop for him. I've even done it a few times.

The only reason why I don't really want to see him is because of what he said when he was drunk. I'm sure we all know the saying.

Drunken words are sober thoughts.

I spent the next 10 minutes going through the hair section. I was thinking about dying my hair. Not because of Ahmad, but because I really wanted a change. This hair color was growing old quick, after all, I had it for my whole life.

There were various shades of red, blonde, brunette, honey brown, (my hair color already.) and black.

After 10 more minutes a lady came up to me and said,

"I think black would go perfect with your complexion." 

"Really? Thanks." I said not really wanting her opinion, but I eventually did choose black.
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"What did you do today?" Chelsea asked me barging in my house."

"Uh, I went to eat and then the store-"

"Did you see Odell's tweet?" Chelsea yelled jumping on the bed.

"No."

"Well look at it! The nigga must have been taking about you."

As I got my phone from the dresser I flipped through the different screens until I got to the Twitter app.

"Here you to slow." She said slapping my phone onto the bed. I was actually kind of nervous to read whatever it was.

@OBJ_3
You really suck at hiding by the way, but I'll get you one day.

"That could be to anyone." I said knowing damn well it was probably intended for me.

"You told me what he said in the elevator girl! That is for you!" She was getting more and more excited by the minute.

"You came all the way down here from upper Manhattan and sat through all that traffic to show me this?"

"Yes. I'm spending a night by the way, because I'm tired. This could be like a sleepover!"
Chelsea is a little kid at heart. She wants to jump in all the bouncy houses and ride the kid rides at the amusement parks.

"A sleepover?" I asked.

"Yeah, like where we do each others nails, and talk about-"

"I know what a sleepover is."

"Really? It seems like I'm the only friend you've ever had."

"I had other friends, they just..... Suck."

"Why I feel like you lying?"

"I don't know, but I'm going to get me some cereal and then go to sleep, because I have 'big girl' things to do in the morning."

"What big girl things? School?"

"Yup." I said remembering me and my dad's conversation. I don't know how I'm going to tell Chelsea that I plan on leaving. She was the first person I met down here, before Odell's ugly ass got drafted. She showed me all the hangout spots, the place where to shop, the best restaurants, and the places where I wouldn't see daylight again if I went alone.

I've been here for two years, and I really don't want to leave, but I feel like I just do with everything that happened.

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What do you think?

Odell's tweet?

When should Camille tell Chelsea and /or Odell?

Should she leave?

Sorry this took so long and sorry for any errors.