After I got home I just simply relaxed. The first day of practice was straight hectic. Most of the girls just felt like doing whatever they wanted. And they didn't listen to a word I had to say.
Being someone who loves food, you would think our house was full of snacks. But no. Absolutely nothing but stuff that takes too long to prepare. And I was too hungry to wait. So I decided to head out and go to Chipotle for a burrito bowl.
As I pull up I see that plenty of other people were thinking the same thing. I debated on going in but finally decided I couldn't take it any longer. And what do you know. I see the same guy that bumped into me. He was with some girl from our school everyone knows as a hoe.
As soon as he saw me he grinned and walked over towards where I was standing. "Wassup ma? I'm Tyronne." he said with a perfect smile plastered on his face. I couldn't help but respond. Usually I'd just consider him as thirsty and ignore him. Instead I mumbled out something. I honestly don't even know what I said but I sure as hell did confuse him. He looked at me and his smile slowly turned into a straight face. His little hoe was staring hard as shit. I was extremely embarrassed so I just simply walked out of the restaurant and to my car. I drove home and ended up cooking chicken and pasta. Which is what I should've done in the first place.
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Caught Up
RomanceBrooklyn is just a normal 17-year-old cheerleader. Until her life takes a shocking turn. She loses some and gains some. She even falls in love with a thug that some would say to be in a relationship with, is a life or death situation. Will she prove...
