-----Tyler---
>>>>>Picture of Tyler, Kayla, Nina, and Jonisha On The Side>>>>
My last day of my junior year at Lincoln High School, and I was too happy. I had my girls, Chicago was taking me shopping after school, and I was driving to the hottest party tonight. This would be the official start of my senior year, and i liked how it looked thus far. "Girl why do you live so close to the school, I swear this is ridiculous! If you lived far your mom and Chicago would have to buy you a car. Lord knows they have the money," Nina whined. I looked at Nina and rolled my eyes. She's changed so much since middle school. To my disdain, she was becoming one of those females we couldn't stand. She didn't even notice though, that's the scariest part.
"Just think of it as cardio," Kayla said rolling her eyes too. I only lived ten minutes away from the school in the opposite direction of my mom's shop, so she had no reason to complain. She loved to talk about the way I was living with my mother and had Chicago taking care of me too. Nina's mom is a stripper and was always talking about how men aren't shit. From what I heard through my mom's salon she'd slept with almost everyone in town though. Some people even said she'd slept with Chicago once, and as of Nina's sophomore year she's been treading in her mother's foot steps. That's my girl though and as long as she's loyal, I've got her back. After all we've known each other since we were in the sixth grade.
"Cardio my ass! I look good," Nina said hitting her model walk. I laughed at her but of course Kayla didn't laugh. For some reason Nina and Kayla didn't get along to well, and after Nina pissed Kayla off last night she was on her shit list. Not that she wasn't before, but now she was higher up.
"Girl please stop, I'm not dealing with you this morning," I joked and laughed at Nina. I miss her old usual goofy self, it was on few occasions we saw that side of her now. "So how is Eric," Jonisha asked Nina? Eric, was her boo thang, and her first love but he was also the point guard on the basketball team, so he didn't want to be tied down. I couldn't stand the fact he'd manipulated her into thinking it was okay to be on his squad of females. He'd taken her virginity and wouldn't even proudly call her his girlfriend. My mother had never been that dumb, not in all the years she knew Chicago. She was either with him or she wasn't, not that she wasn't bound when they weren't together; Chicago always had a hold on her.
"Eric? Girl please, I ain't worried about him. His no good ass was all up in some bitch face yesterday after school, and the chick had some nerve to leave a comment on my instagram picture. The one with Eric and I kissing, you know, anyway I cursed her out from 'A' through 'Z'. Then when I asked him about it, he had the nerve to tell me I wasn't his girl," she spat angrily. "Well you aren't," all three of us said at the same time. She looked at us and just rolled her eyes. She knew not to get in a debate with us about that nigga. It was a losing argument, especially when her only defense was that she loved him.
Nina was quiet the entire rest of the walk. She was probably mad, but nobody had time for her emotions today. The rest of us couldn't get our minds off of the party tonight. I'd have to talk to Kayla in private about going shopping with Chicago. Nina would go over board and try to buy the most expensive thing on Chicago's dime, and Jonisha would just get whatever Nina picked out for her.
That's how my clique worked. Nina was the wanna-be-dominator, Jonisha was the quiet, and let-a-nigga-think-for her type, and Kayla was a sometimes painfully honest but all-the-time sweet chick. I was the calmest of all of us, but they knew I was not to be messed with. There were times I got scary mad, even though I was like the referee with these girls. It was on rare occasion I got mad at one of them, unlike when I was around Demond's dumb ass. I can't believe we were friends, or how he just betrayed me. That only proved he was just like Chicago and all the rest of the hood guys around here. After growing up and watching my mother go through battle after battle with Chicago, I decided all thugs were bad news. I wanted nothing to do with them, or their fast living and lies. Demond knew that. He promised to protect me from those type of men. He told me he'd be an officer and be my super hero. Now he's just like them, especially when it comes to keeping promises. He broke his promise to me years ago by jumping head first into the game and working for Chicago.
