Charisse is the bad girl of Greg High she is 16 years old. Her nights are spent sneaking out and partying and her mornings are spent talking and gossiping with her friends. But when she falls in love with a nerd she hides it from her friends. Even t...
I woke up the next morning refreshed. I took a shower and walked to my mom's room. My dad sat there talking to Brandy. I walked in and sat next to him on the floor. He smiled at me and continued talking to Brandy. She giggled at him and smiled.
"How's summer break been for you two," he asked.
"It's been ok until mom almost killed you what happened to her anyway," I asked.
"She went to treatment and after she'll be escorted to prison for some time," he replied.
"Mommy's going to jail," Brandy gasped.
"Yeah I guess so," he hugged Brandy. Someone knocked on the door my dad went to go get it. I looked from upstairs. Tyrone smiled at my dad and walked inside. He closed the door behind Tyrone and motioned me over to him. I walked downstairs.
Tyrone handed me a rose and a card and left. "Well, what does it say," my dad laughed.
"One rose for our love that will never die unlike the rose meet me where the trail of rose petals take you there you will find me waiting for something special don't forget to wear something you can dance in,"I read aloud.
"Sissy has a date," Brandy giggled.
"Well you should get ready," my dad said. I hugged him and Brandy abs ran to my room. I pulled out a few dresses and looked at them. I took out my makeup and set it on my vanity set. I tried on a few dresses before picking a black dress with a cute pair of pumps.
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I walked downstairs. I had put the rose in my hair. I hugged my dad and left. The sun was setting when I walked out. I followed the roses picking each one up. I walked to the park where Tyrone stood in a suit holding a rose by a candlelit dinner. I walked up to him and smiled. He pulled the chair out for me. I sat down and he pushed my chair in. He sat across from me and smiled.
We ate dinner and he carried me. He put me down and put his arms around my waist. I put my arms around his neck. A violin started playing in the background. We slow danced. I giggled. He twirled me around and dipped me. He kissed me after we gazed into each other's eyes. Tyrone picked me up bridal style and carried me to his car. He set me on the trunk of his car and looked through his car for something.
He pulled out a huge bouquet of roses and handed it to me. I gasped at the sight of them. I jumped down from the hood of his car and kissed him. " You know we are really good at keeping secrets," he smiled.
"Yeah, I can't wait to spend my next school year with you especially for prom," I giggled.
"Uh...Charisse-."
"And we can work on your nerdy look so you can actually look nice that you don't but it's just a thought."
"Yeah a thought that won't come true," he mumbled.
"What did you just say."
"Charisse none of this will happen I did all this so I can break up with you," he sighed.
"What...you did all this just so you can break up with me," I cried.
"There's a reason," he said.
"No! I don't want to hear your fucking excuse you bitch ass nigga that just gets girls to fall for dumb shit you motherfucker," I yelled. He stood there his jaw dropped to the floor. I threw the roses down and stomped on them. I took the rose out of my hair and threw it at him. I ran home crying. My dad opened the door smiling until he saw my face.
"Tyrone dumped me," I sobbed.
"Wait, hold up a minute you were dating Tyrone," someone laughed.
I looked at standing there was Erica laughing. I gasped. "Why are you here," I asked.
"Cause I was waiting for you but now I'm hearing you were dating a nerd but you hid it from your friends," she said.
"My reputation was on the line."
"Is that all you care about Charisse all you care about is that stupid reputation of yours well I'm being a true friend and I'm not telling anyone it's time for you to act like one," she stormed out the house.
I walked upstairs and slammed the door. I laid in bed my phone lit up. Tyrone had texted me.
