Study Buddy: A Chris & Miya Story

Chapter 31

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Miya

   Music played in the background as I got ready for school, I stared at my reflection in the mirror while I brushed my hair.

   Lately, I've been feeling really stressed. With school coming to an end soon, my mom leaving rehab and coming to stay with us for awhile. That's crazy. My dad now has to put up with three girls...   It wasn't like I wasn't happy for my mom living with me. I love the idea. The only problem was how the awkwardness would just linger in the air all day. Ex-wife? Current wife? My mom... And stepmom. It was clear my mom didn't like Tracy.
Reason: mom clearly still has feelings for my dad. I don't like her either... For various reasons.

But I'm still trying to be positive.

My phone buzzed snapping me out of my thoughts.

Chrissypooh: HURRY UP FOR THE MILLIONTH TIME!

I glanced at the time. Picking up my phone in one movement, I texted him back:

Just a minute cutie

  The song changed to a upbeat hip hop song. I couldn't leave now, just three more minutes. I flipped my hair and rapped along. I puckered my lips, the way this new red lipstick stained my lips was flawless. I haven't wore lipstick in a while, holding my brush in one hand and my other moving along to the beat.

"Aye... Dab!" I cheered. I attempted to do my dab once again, awesomeness.

The third time I did my dab, my bedroom door swung open. I stopped my dance at once.

"I knew it. I stood outside your bedroom door for five minutes and all I heard  was aye dab, dabby dab... Blah." Chris rambled, walking inside. "You thought I was in the car huh?"

I laughed. "Yeah."  I brushed one side of my hair.  He stood there leaning on the door. I felt his eyes wondering my body.

"Mm." He grunted. I gave him a disgusted look as he smiled goofily at me.  "You look good, what's the occasion?" He cooed. He walked behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. We looked at each other in the mirror.

"You." I chewed on my bottom lip.

"You make me wanna' skip school-"

"No Chrissy." I snapped. "You want to skip school, than do you. I'm going to get my education. Thank you."

Chris chuckled. "Do me? I rather do you..." He murmured. His lips felt so warm and pleasing against my cheek.

My cheeks blushed red. "Stop." I giggled. He continued to kiss my cheek as he slowly moved his lips to my neck.

"Sto-"

"Keep it G-rated please." My dad ordered. He didn't even pause to look at us or anything, he just swiftly past by my door.

Chris gave me a oops look as he moved away. I snickered slightly.

"See, if you wasn't playing around..." Chris dragged out.

"What!? You can't seriously blame this on me. I wasn't kissing myself." I chuckled.