Fumble. (Princeton Teen-Fic)

Chapter 15: Fightin' Over Girls.

  

Craig's P.O.V

Okay.

I'll admit.

I fell hard for Prema Morrison. We'd only known each other for what? At least 2 or 3 months? But, in that time period, I'd learn the true definition of love. Even if she swerved me a lot. So what? I tied up my shoe laces, waiting for my housemates to quickly get dressed so we could go to school. "Mornin'." Chrestano greeted me sleepily. He rubbed his eyes and sighed. "Man, we bouta' be graduates in a month!" Rayon cheered happily. Seems like someone was still turned up from the prom. "Where Jake?" I looked at my phone, impatiently. "Still sleep-" Chrestano started. Just then, Jacob walked down the stairs, wearing a pair of MY shades, some designer pants, and a shirt that showed his chest a little bit. He also wore a pair of new fresh Jordans. Everybody knew, out of all of the boys, I dressed the best. Rayon said he dressed with "Swag." okay. Sure. If that consisted of wearing skirts. Fine. But now, it was clear that Jacob wanted to be in competition today. "Sup'." he nodded his head at us, and grabbed his Mom's car keys out of the cupboard. "Man Jacob, when you gon' get yo own car?" Chrestano whined. Jacob frowned. "Man' shut up. You ain't even old enough to get a car." Jacob snapped. The tension in one room. "Can we just hurry up and leave!" I quickly retorted. They all looked at me. Shocked, I suppose. Shocked cause I'm finally speaking what's on my mind. "After you, play boy." Jacob smirked. I had no time, to reply with another come-back. I simply walked out the door. Making sure I didn't hold the screen door. I walked to the car and waited for him to unlock the doors.

    "Bro, you wanna get in the front?" he asked Rayon. Trying to be smart, I suppose.

He knew that was my usual spot. But, I wasn't sweating it. It was a seat, in a car. I got in the back, with Chrestano, while Jacob and Rayon hopped in the front. I checked the time again. 7:23 AM. If we didn't get to school by the next 10 minutes we'd officially be late. I closed my eyes and sighed. I felt an headache coming on. And to make it worse, Jacob made sure he blasted Kendrick Lamar. "Aye! This my song!" Him and Rayon began to rap. All throughout my head, I was cursing him out. "No green-card having ass. ." I mumbled under my breath. They didn't hear me. . "Of course.  ." I sighed. A few songs later, once we entered the high way, Jacob made sure he turned the volume down, just so he wouldn't get a ticket. "So wassup with you and Prema." Chrestano grinned. "Y'know me. Got em' thinkin' that I love em'. . " He laughed. Him and Rayon high-fived each other. I shook my head in disgust. "I can't believe her fine ass, gettin' bullied." Rayon sighed and bit his lip. "I would try with her, but you know, I can't be with no victim. Am I right?" Chrestano chuckled. They all high-fived each other. I sighed. The music was better than the conversation. "I'ma talk to her one of these days. See what she 'bout. Get her wardrobe fixed, get that Remi in her hair, that MAC on her face. Yeah, she'd be a certified baddie then. ." Rayon laughed loudly. 

"So, she ain't cute enough for you, right now?" I questioned.

"You still here?" Jacob chuckled. "I didn't even notice you. ."

"Yeah. I'm still here.. And, like I was saying RAYON. The person I was orignally talking to..." I replied back. Jacob would've got popped that day, if I weren't sitting in the back seat. "Man, she cute. . But, she ain't like the rest of them. . " He smiled. "Whatever. ." I sighed and leaned my head back and closed my eyes. They continued to talk about Prema. Then, the conversation went on about the other girls at my school. We didn't arrive there until 8:09 AM. We were told to get a late slip, then we quickly walked in the class.

Girls began to whistle as we one by one, took a seat. Prema flashed me a bright smile and waved. I looked at Jacob and winked. He saw it too.

Prema's P.O.V

I was excited when Craig showed up to school. I really didn't care for Jacob at the point. He was officially irrelevant in my world. I finished 4 period before it was time to go to Lunch. Craig met up with me. "Why were y'all so late?" I questioned. He sighed. "Jacob had to dress up extra nice today. ." he sighed and shook his head. "I see. . " I pointed my head in Jake's direction. I saw as he walked down the halls, with dumb broads doing the usual, being clingy and thirsty. He didn't even look at me. "I mean. Not that I care or anything. . I don't care." I shrugged nervously. Craig placed his arm around my shoulder and smile. "It's okay. I know." Then, he guided us down the halls into the Lunchroom. I got my tray and placed an apple an a bowl of Chicken Cheesy Pasta. I grabbed a fruit punch. Just then, Aaron walked up to me, smirked, then bumped my shoulder. Causing me to drop my contents that was once on the tray. 

"Bro, watch where the fuck you goin' man. ." Craig snapped. He quickly got on the floor to help me clean the mess. "What'chu say to me?" Aaron questioned, angrily. Craig stood up. He got closer towards Aaron. Almost face-to-face. "I'm not Jacob. I will beat your ass right now." Craig sighed. "You ain't about it!" Aaron yelled and walked away. It was obvious that he was scared. "Thank you." I whispered to Crag. He shrugged and continued to finish cleaning. Once done, he handed me his tray. "You eat it. I'm not hungry anyway. . " he offered. "No. I can't. You bought it with your own money. Lemme' just go buy something else." I rejected. "Seriously Prema. If you don't eat this food, we'll be having a food fight in this cafeteria." His eyes widened. "Okay. Okay." I laughed and slowly took the tray out of his hands. We continued to have a conversation. It was quite obvious who I needed to be with. My heart wanted to go with Craig. But, my mind, deeply inside, said "Stick with Jacob. Even if he is acting like a complete jerk. ." I shook the thought off, as the bell rang.

At the end of the day, Craig and I, parted ways.

Craig's P.O.V

I changed out of my school clothes, into some comfortable Cargo shorts and a white beater. I placed on my Vans. "Lookin' good, even when I'm on my bummy swag." I smirked at myself in the mirror. Just then, I could hear Rayon and Jacob downstairs, talking. I decided to listen to what their conversation was about. I walked downstairs, into the kitchen and pretended like I was looking for something to eat. 

"I do like Prema a lot. But, you gotta understand, I got a whole group of girls chasing me now. I can't just be settled to one girl. One UNDER-CLASSED girl at that. I could see if she were a Cynthia. She one girl I wouldn't mind sticking to. But, like I' said. Prema is just Prema. The most I could do with her, is go to the Library. Ya feel me? She's boring. But, I know one thing. . One of these days, I'ma get what I want from her. ."

That was it. I leaped at him and punched him square in the nose. Rayon stood there. Shocked. I pulled his hair and slammed his face into the refrigerator. I dunno'. . But, man Jacob did put up a fight. He punched me in the jaw. My sexy jaw. . But, I did win. Just then, Chrestano came storming down the steps, with nothing but a towl on. "Man, I gets out the shower and this what I gotta come downstairs to!" Chrestano yelled. Rayon broke us up..

"This what we doin' now? We Fightin' Over Girls nowadays?"