Black Diamond- Chapter 9
Shelby.
Chris and I've been spending a lot of time together the past two weeks and I can honestly say people are wrong about him. Once you get passed his hard exterior and wall of sarcasm, he's the sweetest person with such a big heart and he's so goofy. I didn't know we would even get this far because I thought he was this sarcastic thug without a single loving bone in his entire body but I was completely wrong. People focus on what he's done and his criminal record that they see past his adorable smile and child like tendencies and try to make him out to be this monster because he's been to jail and on house arrest. He still won't tell me about his home life even though he knows almost everything about me down to my least favorite food. But I'm not rushing anything, he'll tell me whenever he feels like it.
And to think I dreaded moving here I'm actually happier here then when I was in Cali. I still miss my daddy and most of my friends back home but I've made a lot of friends that fills the emptiness where my old friends use to be. I'm adjusting to my new life here in Richmond even if still don't quite fit in.
"Come on, B it's jump, turn, stop, slide then flip." Chris pressured me as we got ready for my performance in a week. The pressure was really on because recruiters from Juilliard are suppose to be there which only added more pressure.
"Okay...Okay." I sighed taking off my tank top and throwing it to the floor so I was only in my sports bra.
"You ain't gon' get a second chance if you mess up next week now let's go."
I rolled my eyes as the music started to play and I stared at my reflection in the huge floor length mirrors as Chris pushed me to my limits. By the time I had the routine just right he made me do it over and over again until I collapsed on the wooden floor gasping for air.
"You so damn dramatic, get up." Chris chuckled reaching out for my hand to pull me up but I laid motionless on the ground. "If you get up I'll get you some ice cream."
he didn't have to say any more I popped up from the floor and grabbed my dance bag. I didn't bother to put my shirt back on because my body is sticking from all the damn sweating I was doing and I was in need of a shower. Mrs.Darby insisted Chris and I stay after school and work on the routine so by the time we left class there was not a soul walking in the dark halls, well except the janitor but he had his earbuds in so he wasn't paying much attention to us.
"It's creepy as fuck when nobody is here." I said walking so close in front of Chris my booty was basically in his crotch.
"Come on wit' yo scary ass." Chris laughed.
There came a dark patch where you couldn't see shit until you reached the front door. I closed my eyes as Chris guided me through the darkness but I felt someone pull me close and laugh so creepy in my ear which prompted me to scream and run as fast as I could until I saw the glint of moonlight and I was almost to the parking lot. I knew it was Chris but I was better safe then sorry. Chris came out of the building laughing his ass off.
"I fucking hate you, nigga." I spat chuckling at myself.
He came over still laughing as he wrapped both arms around my waist and tried to comfort me. Chris rested his hands on my booty, where he seemed to always place them whenever he felt the need to touch me.
"I'm sorry, ma but you gotta admit that shit was funny. Yo' ass hella sprinted the fuck outta there." He exclaimed laughing again.
"Shut up." I giggled burying my face in his chest.
We ended the cute kodak moment and I hopped in the driver side of my Rover and Chris jumped his happy ass in the front seat. I started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. As we neared Cold Stone, 'No Scrubs' by TLC came blasting through the speakers. I squealed turning up the volume as loud as it could go and sang along to the words.
