I Hate You

1.

Turns out me and Jaquees only have 4 classes together which is fine with me.

He's pretty cool though once you get to know him.

"You wanna go out for lunch?" He asked with the same disgusted face from the "steak" they were serving.

"Yeah, let's go". As we were walking out the school thots came and stopped us in the middle of the hallway.

"Damn, so close" I mumbled.

"Yeah you were" said the leader, Veronica. She always irked the fuck out me.

"How can I help y'all? Cause a nigga hungry and I'm reeeaaalllyyy tryna eat with my friend". I smirked a little because he said that but I quickly wiped it off my face.

"We just wanted to invite you to a party we having. We would love for you to come". She bit her lip as she gave him a flirty look.

"Yeah sure". She handed him an invitation then walked away, making sure to switch extra hard. I rolled my eyes.

"That bitch will be the death of me". I said as I turned around and we headed for the door again.

Jaquees,

We got in my car and I drove us to five guys. They burgurs were good as fuck.

As we were driving one of my songs, Come Thru, came on.

I looked over at her to see her nodding her head to the beat.

"You like?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows at her. She laughed.

"I love it actually. One of the two songs I like by you". That hurt my feelings.

"Damn only two?" I asked. I could tell I had a pout on my lips.

"No, I meant I like all your songs. Put two of all are my favorites". I chuckled.

"Oh".

I soon pulled into the five guys burgur place and we got out to eat inside.

I opened the door for her then we went to order.

"Welcome to five guys. What can I get for you?" Asked the clerk.

"Um. Lemme get a BLT with medium fry and a large sprite". I told her.

She nodded. "Anything else?" She asked.

"Can I get a chicken BLT , with medium fry and medium fruit punch?". Malaysia asked her. She typed the order in then looked back up.

"That's it?" I nodded my head.

"Okay that will be 16.89, please". I pulled out my wallet and took out a 20.

"Here you go". She took it then gave me my change and we walked out to the patio part of the place.

"Thanks for buying me my food". She said smiling at me with bright eyes.

"Anytime". I said as we sat there for a slight pause. Not really knowing what to say.

"Tell me about yourself". She asked randomly.

"Well, you know I'm a singer. I'm 19 going on 20 next month, umm...I have a few siblings, my mom is fire...idk". We both started laughing at the last part.

"My mom's fire too". She said chuckling a little. I smiled.

"Tell me sum bout you".

"Well" she started. "I'm 18, my birthday in 2 weeks actually. I'm really from Egypt but my mom wanted us to move here cause of some things that happened. I have a brother but he locked up right now. My dad left when I was 3 so I don't know where he at". She shrugged her shoulders.

"Wow"I said, sitting back in my chair. "You kinda been through it". She nodded.

"Yeah Lil bit". She smiled a little. Soon our food came and we began to eat.

I looked in the bag for a napkin to find one with a number on it from the girl at the register.

I huffed. "What's wrong?" Malaysia asked.

"I like the famous life and all. But I want someone to want me for who I am inside. Not the outside". She nodded.

"I know what your going through. But that's what it cost to get to the top. You have to deal with fake people. I mean everybody does ,but famous people have to the most. I, in my opinion, think that's why some stars go crazy". I nodded my head in agreement.

"You right". She chuckled.

"I know, but in all seriousness. Your gonna be okay. Its gone be worth it in the end". I smiled at her.

"Your the best". I told her. She laughed.

"Why thank you". She flipped her hair while I laughed at her jokinesss.

We soon then finished up our food then we left to go back to class.