For the Love of a Fuckboy

Chapter 10

It's Friday so I go to my morning class and then it's time for Jordan's class. She's been trying to call me all week but I just ignored her. She texted me and asked where I was. I told her that I had to move. Jazz texted me everyday and I didn't respond to her neither, nor did I answer her calls.
I take a different way to her class so that I don't run into Jazz on the way there. I walk in 10 minutes late because I was honestly debating not coming. I'm never late to her class so while I walk to my table, all eyes are on me including Jazz's and Jordan's.
" Nice of you to join us Ms. Demetree.", Jordan says smiling at me.
I nod at her and sit down. Jazz looks at me with a worried face. Jordan brings over a paper that the class is working on.
" Turn in your book to page 15 and work with your  group to complete this page. Jazz, show her your paper so she can catch up please."
She says placing her hand on my shoulder and then walking off.
" Why haven't you been answering my calls or texts?", Jazz asks holding on to her paper.
" Just let me see your paper Jazz.. we'll talk later."
" Are you going to walk with me after class so we can talk?", she whispers.
" You know what, I already know these answers anyways. Keep it."
I write down the answers to the first couple that I missed and I finish before the rest of my group and let them copy. Jordan comes over and checks our papers and we have them all right.
" Nice job guys. Y'all are free to go. Demetree come to my desk so I can tell you some info I told them at the beginning."
" Yeah, okay."
" I'll wait for you in the hall.", Jazz says getting her stuff together.
I pack up and go over to her desk in the corner. The room is kind of loud with everybody talking so nobody can hear us.
" Yes ma'am?"
" Hey, why haven't you returned my calls?", she asks quietly.
" I've been kind of busy with stuff."
" I've been missing you. I didn't know if I had did something to you or what?"
" No you didn't do anything. It's kind of a long story."
" Can you call me later?.. Or come over so we can talk about it."
" Call me when you get home."
" Okay.", she says with a slight smile.
I give her one back.
" Oh and there's a test our next class, which I know you'll ace so I won't bore you with explaining what's on it but I had to act like I was.", she says closing the book.
" Okay. Bye."
" Bye. See you next Friday."
I leave out and Jazz is still waiting outside the door. She catches up to me.
"Babe."
" What Jazz."
" What's going on? One minute I'm your favorite person and the next you won't answer my calls or texts."
" I just have a lot going on right now. I got kicked out, I had to start working, and then balancing that plus school work... It's just a lot."
" So you trying to say you don't have time for me anymore?"
I stop walking. It's just us and nobody around.
" Does it honestly matter Jazz? I mean really.. You have barely given me the time of day since this whole you and me thing started. I was begging for your attention, begging for you to show me some love! Everything you did, I accepted and let it go! I stopped talking to other girls and tried to concentrate on you, but you couldn't do the same in return! Now you want me to do that again but honestly I don't give a flying fuck anymore! You do you and I'm going to do me! I'm tired of wishing and waiting on you to realize that I AM ENOUGH and I love you! I'm done playing stupid for you Jasmine! I'M DONE!"
Jazz just stands there in shock looking dumb as I turn and walk off to my car. I never call her by her real name, so for me to do that she has to know that I'm HIGHLY upset. I get in my car and I just break down. I wipe my face and crank my car. As I look up and start to pull out, I see Jazz
getting in the car with the same girl I saw her with before but she seems kind of upset this time and the girl can tell. I drive home and knock on the front door. Jamal opens the door, since he hasn't given me a key, and we go sit on the couch.
" What's up you ready to work?", he asks.
" Yeah."
He hands me a half pound of weed in a big Masson jar. I started selling on Tuesday and I already sold 2 ounces. I am supposed to dance tonight for the first time because it's some special theme and he thinks this will bring in a lot of money.
" Alright. I need you to come with me and make a drop."
He hands me a gun.
" You ever use one?"
" Yeah.", I said thinking back to the times Omar took me to do target practice in his friend's yard.
" Alright. I need you to keep your eyes open and be aware of sneaky shit. In other words, be smart. "
"Alright."
" We'll go in about 30 minutes. Go change into black."
" Okay."
What the fuck have I gotten myself into? This is not the life I wanted for myself but this is the hand I've been dealt. Fuck it.
Jordan calls as I walk up to my room and close the door.
" Hello?"
" Hey babe."
" Hey."
"So tell me what's been going on."
I tell her about the whole Omar situation and that I live with a friend of Anastasia.
" Damn, babe. I'm sorry that happened. Why didn't you just tell me instead of pushing me away?"
'Cause I'm not trying to catch no more feelings..
" I don't know. I was just trying to deal with everything. You not the only one though. I haven't been talking to anybody really."
" .. Except the Anastasia girl and her friend."
" Yeah pretty much.."
" Oh..So are y'all a thing now or something?"
" No, why?"
" Just asking."
" Mhm. I have to go. "
" Wait. Are we going out tomorrow?"
" I'll be working all night but you can come see me at my job. I'm sure none of the other teachers will be there and most likely none of your students."
" Um..Okay. Where do you work?"
" Candy."
" Candy? Isn't that a strip club?"
"Yep. So I'll see you there tomorrow night?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Okay, bye."
" Bye."
We hang up and I change into black sweats and a black hoodie and meet Jamal at the car.