AYANA

Chapter 3- Love and Hate

Ayana.

 Today's my second day of High school. I was putting my stuff in my locker. Yestarday I didn't really get a chance to decorate my locker because I helped Deetranada. Speaking of her, when I was done decorating, I turned around to see her and Nova shadowboxing in the middle of the hallway. She was winning too.  

"Get him Dee!" said Alexia.  

"AHHH!! HELP!" yelled Nova.

I laughed. Dee is such a tomboy and she's not the one to mess with.

"I WON Y'ALL ITS DONE." declared Dee with her hands up.

"I took it easy on you." said Nova getting up from the floor.

"Oh really? Yewr took easy on me?" 

"That's right I let you win." he said.

"Why would yewr bet me 10 dollars that you would win just to lewrse on purpose lil boy?" said Dee.

"Cuz I'M the YUNG GAWD lil girl." 

"Boy get outta here. Yewr don't make any sense." She turned around. "Oh hey Ayana, I didn't even see yewr there."

I cracked up laughing. "Hey Dee."

Nobody's POV

Ayana walked down the hallway on her way to her next class. She adjusted her backpack. Devonte was at his locker when she walked by. It was obvious he had a crush on her. Roc knew it, JI knew it, Peachez knew it, so did Dee. But Ayana didn't, and Devonte worked up the courage to tell her.

"Sup Ayana." he said walking up next to her.

"Hey." said Ayana smiling. What Devonte didn't know was she liked him back. 

"You goin to Social studies?"

"Yeah."

"I'm heading in that direction so I'll walk you. Don't want nobody messin with you."

"Lol okay. Thank you." she said. 

"So how you like it here so far?" he asked her.

"It's nice." she said. "I didn't think I would make any friends."

"Why?" he asked, confused.

"Because I'm..... I'm different, and.." she looked down. "..and ..ugly.."

"UGLY?! You're pretty. Whatchu talkin bout?"

She looked up and smiled. "Thank you." 

No one has ever called her pretty in her life. Little did she know, the same things she's been ridiculed about, he loved about her.

"Yw, your boyfriend's a lucky man."

"I don't have one." she said.

"Do you want one?"

She thought for a second and decided, "Yes, yes I do." 

"Can I have your number?" he asked while handing her his phone, grinning. 

She giggled. "Sure." she put her number in his phone. 718-566-8917.

"Can I have your number??" she asked, giving him back his red iPhone and handing him her phone.

"Of course." he said putting his number in it. 718-731-3901.

They arrived outside the door of social studies.

"Thanks for walking me." said Ayana.

"You're welcome, I'll text you."

?? POV

 I leaned on the wall around the corner from them, just listening.

"Can I get a hug?" he asked her.

I peaked around the corner. She hugged him and he hugged her back. His arms wrapped around her waist.

"Little bvtch." I said under my breath. 

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Who's this anonymous person?  Why are they mad at Ayana? Do they know Devonte? You'll find out in the next chapter, I'll be updating soon. Don't forget to comment and vote! It gives me motivation. <3