Abigails POV
Tyler is walking towards our group with a smirk and watery eyes, and the present I gave her this morning. I wanted to see her reaction towards my present. She seemed really upset.
''What's wrong,'' I asked with a frown.
''Nothing, now lets see what you got me,'' she says forcing a smile.
I just went with it. She shook the box and opened it. She look at me with a weird look on her face and then she got red. I had gotten her a box of condoms, a mix tape of her favorite songs, a note of how much I love here and all that girly shit, and five VIP tickets to a Jason Ortiz concert. I think that she would throw the tickets away since he got on her nerves, but its not like shes ever met him. So I gave it a lucky shot she gave me a hug and sneaked the condoms in my bag.''I don't think I'm going to need them any time soon,'' she whispers in my ear.
''Why?'' I asked shocked.
''He just broke up with me,'' she said holding back tears.
Tyler was probably the only virgen in the whole sophomore through senior classes.
''That motherfucker,'' I said pissed.
Tylers POV
Abigail looked ready to cut Adam's face right off his skull. Ewww, that's an ugly image. I think she was more mad than I was. After I got her to calm down we went on with the rest of the school day.
By the end of school I had around $350. Of course I went to Footlocker I bought some white converse, a pair of Jordans,and a pair of Nikes.
When I got home my family were all gathered in the kitchen waiting for me. They sang happy birthday to me and I made a wish and blew the candles. ''Morededa, morededa, morededa.'' they chanted. Me knowing what was going to happen next, they were going to push me in the cake and I was going to look like a clown.
~**&**~
After every body went to bed I stayed behind to clean. My eldest brother walked in through the back door.
''Hey pal, are you ready for tomorrow, oh and I got you something,'' he said while messing up my hair.
''Do I have to do it tomorrow, oh and give it here,'' I said while fixing my hair.
''You know you have to get it so they know not to hurt you,'' he said sounding all serious. ''You have to get it this year it's not an option, any more, you didn't want to get it last year.''
''I know, I know but still im not in the business okay,'' I said frustated.
''Here,'' he handed me a box.
I looked him in the eyes and opened it. It was a make-up bag with handcuffs, pepper spray, knuckle rings, tasser, and pink sun glasses that let you see behind you.
''Thanks,'' I said with a smirk on my face.
