Apartment Full Of Boys...

|C H A P T E R 5|

"Um, excuse me," I told the lady as I brushed past her to the next rack of clothing.

Yep, the boys forced me out of the house, and of course I dragged Avery along with me. Misery loves company 😏.

I looked through the racks and looked at Avery, then shrugged.

"Bro, there is NO peach crop top in there," I said.

"Bitch, keep looking," she said, fanning me off.

"Bruh! We've been over almost this whole store! I'm pretty sure if we ain't found it, they don't got it!"

"You right... we haven't been over the whole store yet! Let's heck the back!" She said, pulling my arm.

I snatched away. "Look, if you want that crop top so bad, why don't we look online?" I said, calmly.

She thought for a minute, then said, "I guess so. But as soon as we get back to your house."

"Deal," I said, rolling my eyes. "Now let's go."

As we were walking out, Avery was still looking through the racks.

"Avery, it's not here!" I said, growing more impatient by every time her hand touched an item of clothing.

"Do y'all need help?" Someone asked from behind us.

We turned around and there stood a tall light skin boy (of course he was taller than me. 😒)

"No, we were just leaving. What she's looking for isn't here," I told him. "Let's go Avery!"

"You sure? I can look in the back, if you want," he offered, looking directly at me.

"No, really, we're fine–"

"Yes, please, thank you," Avery said. I mugged her.

"Ight. What y'all looking for?"

"A peach crop top," she said.

"Okay, I'll be back," he said. With that, he went to the back of the store.

I sat down on one of their little chairs by the dressing room.

"I hate you," I said to Avery.

"I hate you too," she said back.

After a while, he came back from the back with a pile of tops in his hand, all peach.

"Something like this?" He asked.

Avery looked through the clothes. "This is the one."

"Ight, let me ring that up for you," he said.

I got up and followed them to the register.

After she paid for her stuff, we left.

"I told you it was in there, but no one ever listens to me," she said.

I smacked my teeth and rolled my eyes.

We were just walking, when we heard one of the boys call our name. Really it was a yell.

"ALAYA, AVERY!!" We turned around and looked. It was the boys, but Trent was the one calling us.

They looked worried.

"What wassup?" We asked.

"Bruh, we gotta O.K.'s in trouble," Taj said.

"Shut up T," Trent said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Nothing. Let's just go!" Trent said, pulling us to the mall doors.

We went outside and got into the car. Trent got into the driver's side of the car we rode in.