Chapter 20

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I walked into the school and up the stairs to my locker. I was still really sleepy from yesterday. Traveling really drains the life and energy out of you.

I opened my locker and Khris came up to me.

"Where were you last week missy?" she said leaning on someone's locker.

"I had to go outta town and help a friend out. His mom died and he needed me." I told her while grabbing my books and closing my locker.

"Awww, I'm sorry." She hugged me.

I gave her a one arm hug with my free hand.

"Thank you. But I'll catch up with you later, I have to get to class early." I told her as she let go of me.

"Okay, see ya." She said skipping off.

My eyes must've been closed because I walked right into someone and fell on the floor.

"Oh damn, I'm sorry." A boy said. "Here let me help you up."

"No, I'm too tired to get back up." I said with my eyes closed.

"Are you sure?"

I opened my eyes and his hand was in my face. So I grabbed it and let him help me up.

"Hey, my name's Khalil." He said.

"Dria." I took a good look at him and he is fine as hell!

He's light skin with green eyes. He wasn't tall, maybe around 5'7, 5'8. He had on a black and white varsity jacket with a white t-shirt, some cargos, white vans and a black, white and red SnapBack placed backwards on his head.

"Nice to meet you Dria."

"You too, Khalil. But look I have to go. See you around?" I said grabbing my books he handed to me.

"Most deff." He replied.

We both smiled at each other and I walked away. He must be new, ol' dude cute.

In all my morning classes, I got my missing assignments and fell asleep. Now it's lunch and I'm not really hungry. So I went to the girls room to wash my face to wake me up.

When I was done I walked to the lunch room and got a green apple then walked outside. As I was walking across the lunch room, people kept staring at me.

When I got outside, I was happy nobody else was out here. I sat in the grass and just relaxed. Then I got a text.

Trey: where are you, we have to talk?

Me: outside.

Two minutes later Trey sat beside me. He was looking good too and them tattoos tho. Damn!!

He was wearing a white t-shirt and some cargos with some black and white Jordan's. He also had a black and white SnapBack on.

"So what do we have to talk about?" I asked as he sat down.

"I'm sorry, for the way I acted the other day. I felt really bad about the way I treated you and I really hope you forgive me."

I looked at him. Is he seriously apologizing? Should I accept it?

"Really?" was the only thing I could think of.

"Yea. I like you too much to let my assumptions get in the way of the truth and our relationship. Please forgive me?" he said with a puppy dog face.

This is nice. Having him feel guilty for something he shouldn't have been mad at anyway. Nigga! "Sure I'll forgive you."

He gave me a hug. "Thank you."

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