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Chapter 22: Mirror Mirror... Who's the Baddest of them All?

Michael wanted to punch himself repeatedly once he was back inside of his home but then again he wanted to smother himself with a pillow because of his frustration. Sexual frustration. It had been a long time since he last had any sort of intimacy with a female and he didn't want to push Semaj but he didn't want to be twenty-two by the time he finally got any sort of sexual attention from her.

"You had to go for somethin' new" Michael mumbles to himself as he gets undressed. "Somethin' fresh. Yo ass can't just settle for the basic shit you was gettin?" He pulls off his shirt tossing it over in the basket before pulling on a pair of basketball shorts and hopping on his bed and laying back.

He places his hands behind his head thinking about what was so close to taking place at Semaj's house not more than thirty minutes ago.

The way his hands slid under shirt...

His breath on her neck...

... The way she smelled... the way she kissed him back..

It was all running through his brain and driving him insane. He grabs a pillow and holds it down on his face letting out a long frustration-filled grunt and then tossing the pillow to the right making it fall onto the floor. He takes a deep breath before reaching over and cutting off the light and then closing his eyes coming to the conclusion that sleep was all he needed to get his mind off of Semaj, but boy was he wrong.

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It was a boring Tuesday morning when Semaj was rolling out of the bed. Another day of school, which she was dreading but, she knew she had to go. She goes to check Simone only to see that her room was clean and everything was neatly folded and then the note that laid on the end of the bed.

Maji, Ms Kat came and took me, Janet, and Latoya to breakfast and then to school. I'll see you afterwards. Love you!

Well now I don't have to worry about that, Semaj thinks to herself as she walks out of the room.

She balls up the note and tosses it in the trash once she reaches the bathroom. After a long hot shower along with her facial treatments and brushing her teeth she goes into her bedroom to get ready for another school day. Her cute days were over for now considering that she was just not in the mood to put on a nice outfit. She just throws on a pair of black sweats, purple sweat shirt, with matching converses. She was brushing her hair up and wrapping it into a bun form when there were several knocks at the front door and then the ringing of the doorbell. It was eight in the morning which confused Semaj on who would be coming to her house this early in the morning.

"Coming!" She yells when the person just won't stop knocking. She unlocks the door swinging it open just to see Tasha standing there with her briefcase and a pants suit on with a long fuscia colored trench coat.

"Good morning, Semaj." She says smiling gently.

"Uh... good morning?" Semaj replies moving out the way. "Come in? I guess?"

Tasha nods her head and steps over the threshold. "You can just hook your coat right there." Semaj instructs gesturing to the hooks and Tasha nods placing her briefcase on the floor and then taking off her coat and hooking it on one of the vacant hooks.

"Do you want some coffee? Water? or Tea?" Semaj asks trying to be hostile.

"No thank you, I actually came over here to ask you if you had heard from Michael this morning."

Semaj furrows her brows and shakes her head. "I haven't heard from Michael since he dropped me off last night. I mean usually he'd be here by now to take me to school but... obviously... he isn't here." Semaj says extending her arms as worry shoots through her body.