BestFriends

One

Fifteen years Later

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=Bianca=

"Bye momma!" I yelled from downstairs, grabbing my keys from the table.

"Your father and I won't be home" she paused, coming down the long flight of steps. Her robe was shifted and her bra strap draped down her shoulders.

"We will be out" she stuttered, grabbing onto the stair railing. She held her head and groaned. Talk about a hang over.

"Go rest, momma" I said, walking to kiss her. "I know what to do, baby. You go to school" she kissed me on my cheek.

I ran outside, slamming the door behind me. I didn't see my best friend, Kara so I was guessing she already left.

I put on my beats and played Gas Pedal by Sage the Gemini, walking to school.

"I know your not about to leave me!"

I turned around at the ghetto-squeaky voice I heard. Kara was struggling with her book bag down the steps. "I thought you left" I said, taking her book bag.

"No I was arguing with my stupid ass momma. My shorts are fine, right?"

I looked down at the really short shorts that literally outlined her punani. "Sure?"

She rolled her eyes and walked ahead of me. I caught up next to her. "Don't you feel a you know...breeze?" I hesitated.

"The only breeze I feel is through my hair. My butt and cooch feel snug" she said. I giggled and shook my head. "You are something else"

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We walked in the school and were greeted by a bunch of scattered kids. Some I didn't even know.

"Did you hear?"

I flinched back at the sight of Loraine. "Hear about what?" Kara asked, speaking for both of us.

"Mindless Behavior! They are here today!" She squealed running off.

Kara stopped and stared into space. "Mindless Behavior?"

She nudged me in my stomach and stared hell at me. "Ow?! What?!"

"Their like the sexiest boy band ever. Prodigy is my man" she said, twerking slightly against me. I playfully pushed her off and started walking towards my locker.

Next to my locker, I saw four boys. One with an afro, mohawk, braids, and small curls. One looked familiar, but probably because I've seen them on TV.

"Oh, hey could you help us out?" The one with the afro said, gently grabbing my arm. "With what?"

"We're new here and have no idea where we are going. Could you help us out a bit?"

I nodded slowly and grabbed my history book from out my locker. "Sure. My name is Bianca".

I held out my hand and shook all of there hands. Awkwardly, I shook the one with the small curls longer then the rest. I swear I knew him for somewhere.

"Ok...so what class do we have?" Craig interrupted. "Your in my home room so we have history now" I said, leading them into the room.

"Do you remember me?"

I shifted my head and caught a glimpse of the guy with the small curls.

I shook my head no and took a seat in the back. He followed me.

"Can I help you?" I said, getting a bit freaked out.

"You don't know me? At all?"

I shook my head no again and opened up my book, distracting myself.

"It's Chresanto!"

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I'm gonna have to set goals for myself to motivate me to write! Latley I haven't been motivated so show Kendall some love <3

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