|Brianna's POV|
We stopped at this house (house at the side) , it was casual and nice, in my opinion, I just hope this goes well, it's not like I ave a problem making friends, it's just...I have a problem making friends. I always get shy from time to time but it's the certain ones that make me feel comfortable, which are the ones that turn out to be my true friends. See, look at Mimi, when we met, we were like two souls combined, we bonded so well, that's how I know when that person is going to be a true friend. Chresanto, I don't know what to say, I feel comfortable but uncomfortable around him, it's weird, I mean he basically argues with me 24/7, so, that can be the reason, I didn't say that I didn't want to be friends with him but i'll try, I guess. Let's hope he tries too, I got out the car and left the car door open for Junior to come out, he smiled and closed the door. Chresanto came out and ran up the door steps then knocked, we stood there for a while then he knocked again, we looked up to see a tall woman with a piercing smile, she was dark skinned and had perky here, "Oh, Chresanto!", she said with a welcoming smile, "They are in the basement, I'm making lunch." "Okay Ms. Collins", he said walking pass the woman, I nervously smiled at her then walked behind Junior, I followed Chresanto then the door slammed in our faces. "Hey, why are you so scared though?", he said in his croaky voice, "I'm not scared....", I lied, "Don't be, I'll hold your hand to make you calm down", he said with a kiddy smile, I giggled as he held onto my hand, I heard loud voices from the basement, "Yo, man, ain't you forgetting something?!", a boy shouted out, "Oh..junior.", Chresanto said, I was a bit taken back when he didn't mention me but I ignored it, the door opened, there stood Chresanto with a smile, "Oh, sorry, come in.", Chresanto said, I nervously smiled then saw Chresanto pulled Junior in the basement then slammed the door in my face. I rolled my eyes and tried to calm down, I didn't want to bursts through like I was some kind of queen, I also didn't want to break down their door, I patiently knocked on the door then there sttod Chresanto, again, "What?", he said chuckling, I rolled my eyes and brushed past him completely ignoring that I pushed his shoulder away, I could've knocked him down but I don't like the games he plays. I walked downstairs then the place went quiet, they all looked at me like I was some ghost, "Bri, come sit with me!", Junior shouted out with a adorable smile, I walked over then sat next to them, I started to hear low whispers, "Why the heck is she here?", "Who is she?", "Who sent in Garbage girl?". I looked at them carefully, I knew some of the boys, they were the ones that called me garbage girl...but i'm not too surprised that it was HIS friends, I meantally rolled my eyes then stared at them for a while, there was one with a big afro, he looked a bit more feminine or pretty boy type, so, I'm thinking he's gay, I don't judge but I'm surprised Chresanto hasn't. I looked to the left, there was one with two braids, I bet he's a play-boy type, there was one with a hard face, well his expressions were more serious, it's like he barely moved a cheek muscle. I looked over to this boy that was staring at me, he had a small kind of afro, he reminded me of corbin bleu some how, ha. There was these two boys, one was lightskinned and one was darkskinned, they both wore snapbacks,the light skinned one looked a bit, cocky type. They had another one with a jamaican accent, he had that play-boy type of face too.
Chres : She's just a girl..
'Cocky' boy : Yo, man I didn't know it'll happen for real though, gg is your girlfriend?
The whole basement roared with obnoxious laughs, well except three boys, Junior, Chresanto and bleu boy, he didn't look happy with this type of situation, he looked a bit worried and he stared at me the whole time, mostly when they'll make a disgusting comment at me.
Chres : Man, f*ck you, Malcom.. no, she's just my...
Oh, that's Malcom, I'll try to step in..
Bri : Cousin.........
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Alleys.
FanfictionMy name is Brianna, my father left the house and now it's me and my ma now. She's been crying and crying, worst than she use to when my father use to beat her up, he used to beat me up and try to sexually abuse his own daughter. You can't say the wo...