Jawans "little secret".

Chapter seven

Cammile💎.

"Was that good" I asked trey.

"Yeah u think she saw?" He asked hugging me.

See all along I was helping, trey impress Tasha.

Now jawan thinks that I'm getting with trey.😒

"Thanks Shawty" he said kissing my cheek.

"You welcome, but why don't you just tell her how you feel?" I said walking back down the hallway.

"Cuz she might not feel the same" he said, walking out the building.

"How bout this I'll ask her how she feel bout you " I asked.

"Aight shawt do that" he said nodding his head.

"Bye TT" I smirked waving.

He flipped me off, and headed towards the parking lot.

I spotted jawan sitting, on the bleachers.

I ran over, sat in his Lap, and kissed him before he could say or do anything.

I pulled away from the kiss and hit him upside the head.

"Don't ever think i would cheat on you" I said crossing my arms.

"Then what was that then" he said.

"I was helping him, chill it's not nothing serious" I said kissing his cheek.

"Jawan your the only one I'm with, and it's gone stay like that" I said licking his face and running.

He started chasing me all around the school.

I stopped running when I saw the principal. "Oh hey mrs. Parker" I waved, and faked smiled. While jawan still running.

As soon as she turned around I started running again.

I didn't hear footsteps behind me anymore so i turned around. He wasn't there.

Next thing Ik jawan runs up and picks me up.

"Lil nigga don't ever lick me like that or you gone get yo self in trouble" he winked while sucking on my bottom lip.

"Wateva you taking me home or nah" I asked.

"Yea, get on" he said turnin around for me to get on his back.

He took me to the car, and he drove me home.

Tasha 🎤.

Did he notice me, did he even look my way.

All these question pop into my head as I thought about trey.

His hazel eyes, his soft beautiful lips.

"Aye, Dumbass" my sister said snapping her fingers in my face.

"What I tell you bout that cussing man" I said getting irritated.

"Tash I'm 14 bout to be 15, chill out, your not mom, get that in your head" she said yelling.

"Wtf did i tell you bout speaking of her in this house" I said walking In the living room.

"Tasha were living off of grandmas savings, this shit ain't good" she said sitting on the floor.

"You see the clothes you got on, the house were living in." I said

"We're not struggling we just need a little help" I said looking around the dirty, torn down apartment.

"Atleast our clothes on point right" she said, looking in our half broken mirror.

"It's not about the clothes sooner or later we gone have to cut the clothes shopping down" I said looking outside the apartment.

"Nah don't do that, I gotta keep it sexy for the boys" she said winking.

"Are you stupid Amanda, were barley surviving, right now it's survival of the fittest" I said yelling at her.

"But will we still be able to get more clothes" she said, not listening to what I just said.

"Didn't you just hear me nigga we on the edge of being on the streets and you wanna worry bout some clothes, we both need to find jobs" I said getting ready to make dinner.

"I fucking hate you, I ain't getting a job, and if I can't get any clothes, imma ask javon to buy me a lil sumin" she said licking her lips.

"Amanda stay away from him" I warned her.

Javon is the blocks drug dealer that will get into everyone's head, especially young girls like Amanda. Even tho he's 17.

"Nah I'm suppose to meet him later" she said sitting on the couch.

"No your not going anywhere your staying here, and helping me around." I said.

"Whatever, call me when dinners ready" she said going in her room.

We leave in a one bedroom apartment, so while Amanda has the room I get the couch.

I'm only 16 and taking care of a 14 ungrateful child.