Jae POV
"You look mad as shit, what's up?" Ranae asks from her seat next to me. We were sitting in our shop class, Cosmo, during our free fifth period.
I look over at her with a pouting frown. "It's Tuesday."
She lifts a perfectly arched eyebrow, her face the mirror of confusion. "And?"
The sigh that escaped my lips was heavy and dramatic. "Homecoming is Friday." Is my short reply.
My best friends confused expression deepens. "Do you wanna go get dresses after school or something? You have to give me more to go on Jae."
"I do need to go get a dress," I mutter. "But I can't because nobodies asked me to go with them." That wasn't the full truth, plenty of niggas have been in my DMs since last week asking me to go with them, but nobody that matters had asked me. Like Elijah.
Ranae knows this too, her face tells all. "Girl you know yo ass lying." She confirms my suspicion. "You just holdin' our for Elijah's ass."
"No I'm not," I sink down into my seat with a pout. "I just want a meaningful proposal, like Shaun's proposal to you."
Shaun did his proposal during lunch yesterday. He had rose petals scattered in a path from the courtyard entrance to the end of the courtyard. He had a couple people standing on the sides of the path hold up big, blown up pictures of him and Nae and at the end of the path he sung Thinking Out Loud to her. I walked behind her as she made her way down the rose covered path, recording her and her steadily growing emotional reactions. By the end of his proposal she had this blinding smile on her pretty face and he didn't even get his whole question out before she was screaming yes. They really were couple goals.
She grins at the mention of her boyfriend and his over the top proposal. "We can't all get Ra'Shaun Santiago's." She says, her voice dreamy and a little distant. I pout and sink further in my seat. She laughs at my childish behavior. "Why don't you ask Elijah if it's bother you this much?"
I scoff. "If he hasn't asked me to Homecoming then that means he doesn't want to go with me. I'm not about to be some desperate bitch and ask him."
"You confuse me so much Best," she says with a shake of her head. "I don't get why you have to keep being so difficult and just go back out with the boy. Y'all were together so much last week it was like y'all were a couple again."
Elijah was an enigma. He was overly jealous one minute when I so much as looked at another boy, really cuddly the next, and then he does a whole one eighty and decides to ignore me for hours. Our relationship changed and developed so much last week that I couldn't even think about it without getting a headache.
On one hand, my love for him has blossomed to the point where I knew I wouldn't be able to just cut him off like I have so many other boys. I loved him so much right now, that I was certain. On the other hand, I didn't want to be in a relationship with him for reasons that I couldn't even comprehend. I was at a crossroad and had no idea how to get pass it.
I sit up straight in my seat, my face contorted in confusion. "I'm confused myself, Best, so I really can't help you with what ever it is your feeling. I ain't tryna be his girl though, I know that."
She rolls her eyes. "You sayin that now but wait to you see who he takes to Homecoming."
I scoff, the lie falling from my lips easily. "I could care less about who that burnt bastard takes to Homecoming."
"You know you do," she reply's, her time annoyingly knowing.
I turn my attention to Instagram instead of replying to her very correct statement.
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