Chapter 7: The Note Part II

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Chapter 7: The Note Part II

I walk with Kamaal in the hallway. I wonder what he wants to talk to me about. I start to grow nervous as we stop towards the vending machines. He looks as me with those brown eyes and winks at me again.

"So wassup?" I say as I lean against the wall.

"I was just wondering if we are still on for this weekend." He asks me

As soon as Kamaal asks that question I look out the corner of my eye and see Trey and Myra peeking from around the corner to listen to the conversation. They must really think they're slick.

"Yeah, of course we are." I tell him

"Cool, so did you read my note?"

As soon as he mentions the note, I almost forget that I still have it perfectly folded and unread in my pocket.

"No I haven't got a chance to read it yet. I'll read it now."

I dig in my pocket for the note and Kamaal stops me

"Nah cuz, don't read it until after school." He says as he stops me

"Umm OK..." I tell him, not really knowing what to say next.

Kamaal winks at me and walks away. I stand there frozen with the note in my hand. I look back and see Trey and Myra heading back toward our table acting as if they never got up. Nosey asses. I sat back at the table fumbling with Kamaal's note. I look up and notice Trey and Myra staring at me.

"Myra, Trey...can I inspire your lives in any way?"

"Oh, no. We're just sitting here waiting for you to open the note." Trey says.

"I will, but I-"

"Uggh!!! Cut the crap and just open the damn note." Myra says as she sucks her teeth.

"I would, but he told me not to read it until after school."

Myra rolls her eyes and Trey digs out a piece of paper and a pen from his backpack. He writes something on it, folds it up, taps Myra on the shoulder and hands it to Myra. Myra grabs Trey's note and puts on her flirty face. She bats her eyes continuously as she grabs the note.

"Oh Trey, is this for me?" She asks flirtatiously.

"Of course it is my beautiful bucket of buttercups." Trey says

"Aww Trreeeey!!! Roses are red, violets are blue, I like you do you like me too? The sun is yellow, the grass is green, would you like to-" She pauses as she looks at Trey with her eyes wide open. "OOOHH BOY YOU NASTY!!!" She says.

Trey and Myra burst out laughing, and I'm still fumbling with the note. I'm anxious to see what Kamaal wrote, but I'm gonna honor his wishes.

"Well if you won't read it, then let us." Myra says

I took my eyes and hand Myra the note. Her and Trey get wide eyed. That just makes me excited, yet nervous at the same time.

"I knew it! I knew this nigga was a sap!" Trey says as he sucks his teeth.

"Boy stop, your just jealous!!! It's so cute. Do you wanna read it Chrissy?" Myra asks.

"N-n-no...not yet.'

I couldn't help but smile. I really wanted to take the note and read it over and over again. As soon as they heard me stutter, they laugh and start singing.

"I'm sending him a four page letter, and I enclose it with a KIIIIIIIS!!! And when I write him, he better get it on tiiime!!!"

Trey joins in by beating his fists against the table. This draws attention to everyone near us and they join in on the singing. Not only did this embarrass me, but it also entertained me. I couldn't help but laugh. As the singing dies down, Myra and Trey stand on their seats taking bows.

"Thank you everyone, we're here every other lunch period. Our DVD will be available tomorrow!!!" Trey says as he high fives random people.

These two, I swear I can't deal with them sometimes. The bell rings, and I head to my last class of the day which is gym. The boys were playing basketball again, so I sat on the sidelines and watched. I get a little bored , so I take the note out my pocket and prepare to read.

"Yo Chris!!!" I look up and hear my name as soon as I'm about to open. I look up at Kamaal and he shakes his head no. The suspense was killing me. I give him a "please" look and he shakes his head no again. I roll my eyes and put the note back in my pocket. He winks at me and returns to his basketball game. It seems as though the rest of the period is going by soooo slow!!! I keep looking at Kamaal and he keeps shaking his head no. Forever and a week later the bell finally rings. Kamaal looks at his watch, looks over at me, gives me a thumbs up, and leaves the gym. I watch him leave, and I dig the note out my pocket. I look at the folded piece of paper for a minute and Trey comes up behind me looking at his watch.

"Bruh, its been 1 minute and fifteen seconds since the bell rang, and you still haven't read that damn note.

"I know, but I just-"

"But nothing...just read it lil homie. It will answer a lot of questions lingering in your mind." 

Trey walks out and I eventually get the guts to open the note. My stomach is flopping, my heart is pounding, and sweat is ready to drop down my forehead. Eventually I get the note open.

*Kamaal's Note*

Dear Chris,
Damn bruh, it's really not like me to write notes because I'm usually upfront with everyone. I just wanted to tell you that a nigga is really diggin you. Your lil ass body, your gorgeous face, and those hazel eyes that twinkle in the sunlight just gets to me. When I first laid eyes on you in home room, I knew I just had to get to know you and one day make you mine. I always get so nervous when I get around you, so that's why I seem so distant from you in school. I love talkin to you on the phone bruh, real shit. Check you out, got me all in my feelings and shit lol. But anyway, I'm looking forward to you showin me around this ghost town this weekend. Who knows, maybe we can consider it a date or somethin like that lol...but real shit, I am interested in gettin to know you, but I just couldn't find the words to say to your face. Call me as soon as you finish reading this bruh...

P.S: Don't let dat nigga Trey or Myra get to you about your stuttering. I think it's kinda cute. That's how I knew you was feelin me!!! Lol
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I read the note a few more times before folding it back up. Before I knew it, I was the only one in the gym, and decided to head my car. I drive out the school parking lot and call Kamaal.

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