Our Dirty Little Secret(Editing)

Chapter 8

Why is it Monday already? I wish it wasn't. The whole walk to school me and Drè didn't talk, walk next to each other, or make any contact, it was weird but it needed to happen. When we got to the school he opened the door for me, "thanks." I said and walked by him, he flashed a smile then he walked away.

"Adrian!!!" Someone yelled, it was Bre. She's so ghetto it don't make sense. She's one of the few girls I hang with, I feel like myself around her.

"Heyy Bree" I smiled at her.

"Who that cutie you was waking with?" She questioned looking at Drè.

"Oh, him? That's just Drè." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh just Drè? You know him?" Why this girl 101 questioning me?

"Yea I know him. Why what's up?" We started walking to my locker.

"He's cute, hey is he bi or gay?"
Shit now what do I say?

"Shit I don't know, why you asking me like I'm him or something?"

"Hmmm? You getting an attitude with me?" She always gets on my nerves for real.

"Bre what do you really want it's time to get to class I gotta go." I rushed.

"Well do you like him? Y'all always together so?" She looked down at Drè's locker.

"What are you looking at?" I turned around and seen Drè looking back at us, we made eye contact for a second.

"He's really cute Adrian, you should go talk to him." She nudged me.

If only you knew. "You not cupid Bre I'll do me, and you'll do you okay." I looked at her.

"Mmmhmmmm whatever Adrian, I gotta go. See you later on text me though OK?" She started to walk off.

"Okay, see you later." I opened my locker and grabbed my book for class.

"Who was that?" I jumped when Drè popped up out of no where.

"Jesus Drè learn to let me know when you're around, that's just Bre she's my friend." I closed my locker and turned toward Drè.

"What all you and her talk about?" He got closer to me.

"Nothing she asked who you was and if you was straight or not." He laughed

"You tell her anything?"

"No, its between us nobody else."

"Good" he placed his hand on my cheek.

"So now you talk to me?" I looked up at him

"You never talked to me, what happened this morning?" The one minute bell rang.

"We'll talk about it later come on we need to get to class." I moved away and stated walking to Mrs. Mossman's room, she was closing the door when I put my foot in way to stop it.

"Dang Mrs.M you in a rush to shut me out it something?" I pushed the door back open.

She laughed "get your butt in here Adrian. Whose that behind you?" She opened the door.

"It's me Drè Mrs. Mossman."

She let us in and we went to our seats, I sat in front of Drè. Mrs.M began teaching the class, telling us about her weekend and what all she did. She says she went out to dinner with her husband, painted some pictures, and seen her kids. She was about in her 60's had hair as white as snow, she was so kind and sweet, I loved her so much. She gave us our assignment and explained it, we worked on our drawings. We were learning how to match 3D shapes into our work, first we had to explain what were going to draw and then the colors we'd need. I put in my headphones and listened to music, I sat my phone on my desk next to my hand. My phone vibrated, it was Drè, obviously, I ignored the text and sat my phone down. My phone vibrated again, I flipped my phone so it was face down. I tired to focus on my work but Drè wouldn't give up, I finally got annoyed with this dude so I picked my phone up and read the texts.