Pryce pov
"Hello? Helloooo? Bro"
I hung up. I think she butt dialed me but oh well.
Then my phone rang again
"Yes?"
"YOU BASTARD!!"
I looked at my caller ID it was leandrea.
"What tf were u talking about like-"
"WHY WOULD U BRAG ABOUT A GIRL WHEN THE GIRL THAT OBVIOUSLY LIKE U MORE AND U SPEND MORE TIME WITH US SITTING RIGHT THERE IB FRONT OF YOU?!?!?!"
"whaaaa?"
"Pryce Watkins."
"Yes."
"Daezja likes u."
"What?"
"She likes you. It can't get anymore simpler than that."
"Are you serious? Then why she tell me to go."
"Cause your not her nigga.which I disagree. But she didn't wanna be the rude best friend."
"That's not rude she know I care highly of her opinion."
"Well you need to fix it."
"Why me?"
"CAUSE UR A NIGGA AND NIGGAS CAN'T SEE GIRLS FEELINGS WITHOUT SOMEBODY TELLING THEM"
"Right. Ok ur right I'll talk to you later"
I hung up.
Wow learn something new everyday.
Diamond pov
I decided to do something. Something to make Dylan regret all this
Makeover time
I decided to call the only one that understands. Daezja.
-20 minutes later
She agreed so I went to her house.
"Thanks cuz. I need this"
"Yea no problem."
"You alright?"
"Yea I'll be fine"
I could tell she had been crying.
"Ok so makeup hair clothes."
"Don't worry ikno what I'm doing."
"Alr. So have you talked to Pryce?"
"No."
"Oh. What about have you went to see carter?"
"No."
"Sorry if I'm asking alot but you haven't told me much lately."
"I understand."
He back was facing me she was digging through her makeup.
But I could tell she was crying
"Hey." I got up and sat in front of her. I was right
"Don't cry I-"
"Diamond I'm just so hurting by everything"
"It is ok" I hugged her trying to be reassuring
I don't think we gon get to this makeover
