It wasn't a dream

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I hadn't talked to Tyga in three days. He was still pissed about the whole prom mess but I didn't care too much. Instead of being concerned about prom I was more focused on college. I had my money saved up, thank God. Another reason I shouldn't go to prom. I wasnt gonna blow my whole entire savings on some dress I would only wear for one night.

Finals were done for the most part and prom was only a week away. I heard around school that Chris was Karrueche's date. That pissed me the fuck off. I didn't let him know thatas we filled out college applications.

After writing my name on the Name line for the umpteenth time, I put my pen down and examined him as he laid his tall body out on my bed.

I thought about some of the greatest times we've had together and it made a huge, cheesy smile on my face form. I poked him with my finger like he did with me sometimes. His eyes didn't tear away from his paper but he flashed me a white grin.

"Yes?"

"What school you looking at?"

He lifted the clipboard and I read the name. "Compton?"

He nodded and went back to filling out the sheet. "Yup."

"Why Compton?" I wondered.

"I want a sports scholarship. The last game of the year determines whether I'll get one or not."

I was truly impressed. Mostly because he said "scholarship," and "determines" in the right context but also because he was aiming so high. A scholarship. Chris Brown get a scholarship?

"Wow, well I'll be there cheering you on, ok?" I promised and he nodded with a grin.

We kept up small talk as we filled out each application. It was nearing around seven o' clock, the time Chris usually left to eat dinner with his dad and come back over a half-hour later.

As he got up to leave, I kissed him goodbye. He promised to be right back and I nodded ok.

About five minutes after he left, I felt something vibrate through my bed covers. My head jerked up as my eyes shot to Chris's backpack at the head of the bed. Must've been his cell phone. I ignored it...till it buzzed again.

I couldn't help but reach my hand inside his bag. I knew damn well it was wrong to read his messages but I was just a little curious. I wasn't hurting anybody.

I opened the first message.

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Hey, where r u? Ur not with her r u?

From: Kae at 7:08pm

I only grimaced.

Had Karrueche gotten inside of Chris' mind as well? Did she turn into some psycho bitch on him too and tell him to stay away from me? Some girlfriend he's got. The second one was a picture file. I opened it and the minute I did I regretted everything I had done in the last 24 hours. I hit myself upside the head and cursed. Mrs. Tran must've been grading papers at home and Karreuche must've seen mine. Fuck my life...

When I opened the file, I expected to see some sext of Kae but instead my eyes widened in shock as I looked down on a photo of the doodles I drew in science.

"Wat the fuck is this?" The text caption read under the picture.

I forgot about the fact that this was Chris' phone and I pressed the "reply" button. My fingers flitted across the keyboard.

Idk...never seen that b4 in my life.

I pressed "send." Focusing on my applications was out of the question now. The phone buzzed a few seconds later.

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