Study Buddy: A Chris & Miya Story

Chapter 52

Chris

My whole body felt weak, emotionally. I glanced at my phone a couple times before placing it on my nightstand. I sat up straight and rubbed my eyes, and I just stared at the blank wall.

I feel so emotionally withdrawn from everything, at this moment. I shuffle the blankets and eased up out of bed, while stretching.

"So..." I turn around, with my hands in my sweatpants' pocket. "When you going home?"

She turns over and her eyes meet mine. "You were on the phone with Miya?" Tiana asks.

"Yeah." I answer blandly. I watch her as she sits up straight holding the sheets to cover up her naked body. Her hair is a little messy, but for some reason she looks so sexy. She stares at and I stare right back.

When Miya's stares at me it's as if she can see right through me, she can read me. And when I'm staring back at her I can read her emotion, like we have the same emotion... But with Tiana it's  just a stare. But the little sparked that I felt with her the night before felt more than a bland feeling. The stare is just bland but the sex was far from it.

She chuckles to herself and shakes her head. "So y'all still together, huh?" She asks with a slight attitude.

I nod and look down at me feet. "Don't act like you wouldn't be down to fuck anyhow..." I said, still looking down.

"I guess... I just assumed that since we..."

"I know." I dart my eyes towards her. "So, again, when you going home? I got somewhere to be." I said, trying my hardest not to sound rude. But I need her to leave pronto. The more I look at her the more I wished it was Miya who was in the bed with me. Although Tiana is a very likable person, to me, this is not right.

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I dribbled the ball, back and forth, between my legs before shooting from the three point range. It bounced of the rim and I run up to get the ball. I shoot it, again and make it this time.

Nobody's at the court, so I guess it's a me day. I was kind of thankful nobody was here when I first showed up. I need time alone.

I stand in the far corner of the court then run full speed while dribbling the ball. I run up to the basket and deliver a lay up. I catch the rebound the shoot again. I pretend that someone's blocking me. I swerve around the imaginary figure and dribble towards the left, switching it between my hands then faking a shot. I shoot right.

I hold the ball between my arm and hip, catching my breath. I smooth out my hair with my hand. I terribly need a haircut, I think to myself. Speaking of haircuts, and hairstyles what am I'm going to do for prom? I know Miya already started looking for dresses, she was telling me about black or gold. Since she wants to color coordinate I have to find something to match her. I run my hand down my jawline, I need to start looking.

I reach for my phone in my pocket, and pull it out. I bounce the ball as I walk out of the court and towards the sidewalk, to go home.

I got to me and Miya's messages:

Did you pick out your prom dress yet?

...
Miya: I haven't decided between the two. Black or gold, for sure though.
*ding*
Miya: just get a black suit with a gold tie, maybe? :)

I lock my phone only for it to ding again:

or wait until I come back, because I'll be ordering my dress as soon as I come back.