BEV.

Chapter 6: Kiss DONT Mean Nothing

After hearing about Omar's baby momma drama, I decided to stay quiet and mind my own business. I wasnt about to get stirred up with that BS, especially when I have my own issues to deal with; Oh hell no.

It was that time of the day ;yes time to go home. I mean I should be happy but because of the snow,  I was definitely was dreading my walk home. I would've called or texted my mom but of course she had to start her new job today.

I slipped my black  Fine Ass Girls beenie on before zipping up my winter coat. I pulled my gloves from out of my coat's pocket and was ready.

I felt like a trooper as I headed towards that door, but my oh my when I opened the door, I had to turn around as quickly as I

could. All a nigga could say was "BRR." As I rubbed my hands up and down my arms.

I looked outside as my student body travelled in hurdles as they made their way home.

"If ONLY I had a car..." I mumbled.

I waited five more minutes until I made my second attempt to walk outside. An ice cold breeze came and hit me hard as I kept my head down.  I stared down at my feet as I walked into the snow;leaving footprints between every step.

I was about to cross the crosswalk when I heard I music coming from down the street.

"I wish I could f*ck every girl in the world, I wish I could f*ck every girl in the world."

Lifting up my head, I saw a dark navy blue BMW drive slowly as snow fell onto the ground.

Ignoring it, I continued to make my way down the street as I was trying to get home as soon as possible but all stopped when I realized I was being followed.

The navy blue BMW crept on the side of the road and began strolling beside me, moving at my pace.

Tilting my head to the side, I looked up quickly before putting my head back down and began to pick up my pace again.

"Beverlyyyyyyyyyyyyy.." The person in the blue BMW said from outside their window.

Who the hell is calling out my real name like that?

I looked up once again to see a smiling Omar look out from his window.

It was an awkward vibe. Like should I smile or not? Its not like we've been talking recently...

I decided to wave. Didn't want to be rude but at the same time.. didnt want there to be conversation.

"Aw come on.." He said as he pulled up to the curb,putting his car in park.

I stopped walking as I held my head down. "Beverly."

I shook my head before looking behind me and hopped into Omar's car.

"What is it?" I asked as I clicked my seatbelt in.

"Why you actin' like that yo' ?"

"Because you're FAKE!" I raised my voice as he began driving.

Turning his music down, he shook his head. "Me? Fake? Psh."

I just ignored him as my phone beeped, alerting me that I had a new text message.

I dug into my coat pocket and pulled my phone out. It was Romeo.

Him and I had been getting closer within the last few weeks. He call's me his 'boothang' and honestly he's been a cool guy to be around. The feelings are really developing but Im really scared to get to that point with him because I know, Im going to have to let him in and... I really dont want to.