I went into the kitchen groggily and opened the fridge. I poured myself a glass of orange juice and sat down at the kitchen table alone. I looked down at my arm, where I was scarred. I cringed with pain and disgust. I took my right index finger and traced over where the knife had came in contact with my skin. A tear felt like escaping but I sucked it back up. No more crying, I promised myself.
“Ahem?” I jumped and my head shot up. Ray Ray was standing there, in his banana pajamas.
“Hey...” I said and looked back down.
“Hey...Uhm, were you in the middle of something?” he asked me.
“No.”
“Oh.” He nodded and walked over to the refigerator. I took another sip of my orange juice.
“So, you and Prod, eh?” he said. I put my glass back down and whirled my head around.
“What?”
“Ya’ knoe...You two,” he said putting his hands together.
“I don’t know what the hell you are talking about.”
He put his hands up and backed away. “Just what I heard.”
“And you heard this from...?”
“The man himself,” he said pointing to a sleepy Prodigy. He came out of our room and was walking in the kitchen. He looked at me then at Ray in a ‘what’the-flip-did-you-say kind of way. Ray Ray just shrugged.
“You, me, talk.” I said pointing to Prodigy and getting up. I grabbed his arm and dragged him into our room.
“What’s going on?” he asked and then yawned. I slammed the door behind me.
“What did you say?”
“About what?” He asked completely clueless.
“The kiss.” I said. Then it looked like it finally came to him, and he smirked.
“Boy, don’t go smirking at me. What the hell did you say?”
“Oh, nothing...” he said smiling. He laid his head back onto the bed.
“Nothing my ass. You said something.” He laughed at me.
“And this is funny because?”
“Cause you’re getting so upset over a kiss.” He smiled at me again and my brain was overloading.
“I mean, did it really mean that much to you?” he asked me. Uh, duh, yes it did, dumbass!
“No...Did it mean anything to you?” I asked reversing the question.
He shrugged. “It was aiight.”
I snorted. “Aiight. That’s all you gon’ give me?”
“Well, you could do better,” he said getting up from the bed.
“Oh, really?”
“Mhm.”
“And how do you think you did?” I asked him.
“Perfect.”
“I beg to differ.”
“You sure?”
I nodded. He sighed.
“Well, I guess I better get some practice in.”
“Guess you should.”
“Really think so?”
“Yeah, man.” He shrugged and then leaned into me again. His lips crashed into mine and this kiss was much better. I could tell he was starting to feel ‘it.’ ‘It’, that thing you feel tingle inside of you when you’re in love with someone. But he doesn’t love me...right? Well maybe he loves me but he isn’t IN love with me. No, he’s not. I wouldn’t want him to be anyway.
His grabbed my face with his hand and deepened the kiss. He was looking for a way into my mouth, but I wouldn’t open it.
He pulled away and looked at me.
“You gonna do me like that?”
“Whatever do you mean?” I said in a sarcastic tone.
“Oh, you know exactly what I mean.”
I shrugged. “Eh...” We both were silent for a second. Then I actually remembered why I wanted him to be in here.
“So back to my original question. Did you tell Ray Ray about that kiss?”
“Was it a secret?”
“Mm...no, it’s just...I don’t want them thinking we’re forming sort of a...” I couldn’t quite find the right word and I was trying to think of one.
“Relationship?” Prod offered.
“Yes! Relationship.”
“Oh...Well...Aren’t we?” He spoke slowly. I scrunched up my face in thought. How could I answer this? I don’t have feelings for him, yet when we kiss it’s like magic.
“I dunno, do you want us to be?” I asked. I figured it was easier to turn the problem towards him instead of me.
“Yeah, I do...Do you?”
I was kinda shocked by this, I mean, I barely knew the kid. He already wanted to start a relationship with me!
“Lemme get back to ya..” I said, opening the door from behind me and swiftly stepping into the hallway. I went back into the kitchen, where Ray Ray and Roc were sitting.
“So, what you two talk about?” Ray said smirking.
“Nun ya bidness.” Roc laughed and Ray just shrugged at me.
“It’s coo’. I’ma find out anyway.” Roc ‘ooooh’ed and I slapped Ray on the back on the head.
“Ouch!” he said rubbing where I hit him.
“Now keep ya mouth SHUT.” I told him.He covered his mouth with his hand and held the back of his hand with the other.
I smirked to myself, knowing that I had a tight grip on these boys already.
