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1 month later.

Izel

I was sitting in my fourth period class, next to Celeste. We were currently in study hall time, but me and Celeste had no work to do so we just sat on our phones.

"So August isn't the dad?" Celeste asked.

"Nah - He called her delusional." I giggled.

I had talked to Celly about the whole situation because I really needed someone to talk to.

"Do you know how big she is?"

"Not big at all - She just found out about three weeks ago."

"Mm-mm-mm." Celly shook her head. "Anyways, lets talk about something other than bitches we don't like." She giggled. "How is my baby Travis?"

"I hope you and Travis be playing." I side eyed her.

"Maybe, maybe not. Answer the question."

"He's annoying."

"No he isn't. You two have the most hate toward each other." She laughed.

My phone vibrated and I saw I received a text from Aug.

My phone vibrated and I saw I received a text from Aug

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"I have a question. Why do you have his contact picture as jack?" Celeste asked while laughing.

"Because he looks like him. Skinny and tall." I laughed.

"You two are something else." She laughed while shaking her head.

The bell rung and I was beyond ready to leave.

I walked out into the halls, and I felt someone wrap their arm around me.

I looked up and saw Marquez smiling down at me.

"Uhm - Wassup?" I asked while taking his arm off me.

"I'm throwing another party. Hopefully you and August can come?"

"I don't know. Your last party was kind of a wake up call, that I don't need to attend anymore parties. I'm not that type of girl."

"Oh, your accent is beautiful. Keep fussing to me on how you will be coming to my party." He cheesed.

"I'm not coming." I glared at him.

"Okay fine. Did someone do something to you last time?"

I thought back to Chris trying to offer me pills, and how his other friend was eye raping me. I never got his name, but I damn sure knew what he looked like, and he wasn't a pretty sight.

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