Chris and Kamaal

Chapter 32: F Is For Friends

Chris and Kamaal 2.9: F Is For Friends

*Trey's POV* 

Once again, Chris is working us hard as hell. I'm still a little sore from yesterday's practice. The top of my legs are red as hell. I'm not really doing anything after practice, so I decided to see if Chris wanted to chill later.

"Yo Chris."

"Wassup Trey?" He says as he looks up at me.

"What do you-"

Chris's phone rings and he tells me to hold on so he can answer it. Judging by the way he's smiling, I guess Kamaal called him. I roll my eyes a little and laugh as I sit and wait for him to finish his conversation. A few seconds later, he hangs up the phone.

" My bad, that was Kamaal' s big headed ass. But wassup though?" Chris asks me.

"Umm I was wondering if you wanted to chill tonight? It's been a while since we got a chance to hang out, you know, since you got with Kamaal."

"Yeah, you're right. How about we go to the skating rink once I get my stuff together?"

"Yeah that's cool with me. I'll be ready when you are." I smile on the inside. Chris is my best friend, but we never really get quality time together since he got with Kamaal. It's not that I'm jealous or anything, I just miss being with my friend. Chris gets his backpack and books, and we head to his car. 

'Bruh you need to clean your back seat. You have so much shit back here." I say as I look at his back seat.

"Boy hush, this car is like my second room. I have stuff in here that helped me survive."

"Suuuure...like this map of Italy?"

"That was for history class year." Chris says

"What about this Barbie doll?"

"That belongs to Ashely. She must've left that in here."

"Suuuure she did. If you have a secret life Chris, all you had to do was say so." I say as I laugh

"Shutup big head."

We pull up to the skating rink and walk inside. I pay for our skates and we sit down and put them on. 

"Your foot is sooo damn little. What size you wear again?" I say as I tie up my skates

"I wear a 5, but this is a 6. The skates are too tight on my foot."

"Daaaamn!!! You're damn near 18 and you're still in kid sizes?" I say as I laugh at him

I rather be in kids sizes than have a big ass foot. My shoes are cheaper than yours anyway!" Chris says

"I hear that, but you know what they say about niggas with big feet."

"That phrase doesn't apply to you."

We get up and head on the skate floor. We skate and dance through the random songs the DJ played. When he played Love on Top, Chris damn near loses his mind.  Chris starts doing the choreography, and I look over at him laughing. I was laughing so much that I didn't realize a turn was coming, and ran right into the wall. Chris turns back around and helps me up.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm cool." I say as I get uip

"You sure, cause you hit that wall pretty hard." Chris says as he laughs

"Yeah boy, I said I'm good."

Love on Top goes off and the DJ played another song. Chris and I continue skating and talking. We also take a few pictures and post them on  Instagram.