Breyanna POV
After those long painful school hours I went home.
After walking in the house walking up to my room, I took my homework out my book bag and sat it on my bed. I left my room to go see where everybody else was.
"Mom....Terrance." I yelled while I walked down the hallway to find them.
I walked through the kitchen, living room, and even the dining room and they were not in there.
"Oh gosh. a Where could they be?" I said to myself.
When I said that I heard something in the basement.
I walked closer to the door and pressed my ear on the door. Know I know what y'all thinking 'What the F is she doing going to the BASEMENT door. On some real S.' Well y'all I know out here there will never be any body in the home where Terrance Rome lives, not unless you want to die.
I heard my moms voice and also somebody else's too. I opened the door and walked down there.
"Hey y'all I'm ho-" I said before stopping in the middle of my sentence staring at him.
"Sup. Bre? Right?" Rashan said nodding his head up at me.
"Yanna." I said.
"Oh my bad ma." He said smiling.
"Back to what I was saying. The drop is tonight. I need you to be at the warehouse at ten. Got me." Terrance said.
"Yeah, I got you." Rashan said getting up.
I left the basement and went to get a snack. I really didn't want to be in there with him.
I grabbed the double stuffed Oreo pack and a glass of milk.
After putting the milk back in the refrigerator I jumped in fear of somebody saying.....
"Can I have some?"
I turned around to see who it was. When I turned around I saw him again.
"Uh yeah sure." I said taking the milk back out.
I got the Oreos and gave him the same amount I got.
I handed him the cookies and the milk.
"Thanks ma." He said siting at the table.
"Your welcome." I said taking my cookies and my milk back to my room.
"Aye, Where you going ma.?" Rashan asked.
"Not to be mean or nothing but my name is Yanna. Just like I told you about two minutes ago. And I'm going to my room." I said quietly and nicely.
He shook his head and smiled. "You just gonna leave me in here by myself?" He asked.
"I can sit in here with you if you want." I said looking at him.
Good gosh this boy is cute. But he is taken and I'm going to respect that. Even though it doesn't look nor sound like he cares that he is in a relationship.
"Yeah." Was all he said.
"Okay." I said sitting down at the table one seat down from him.
"Why you sit so far?" He asked biting his last cookie.
"This is just where I sit when we eat dinner. In other words my butt has been in this seat more than any other, so I'm more comfy here." I said with my hand on my glass of milk.
Darn why did I say that. Now this fine taken boy is staring at my goodies.
He licked his lips and smiled. He starts drink some of his milk. When he put the cup down I notice that he had Oreo crumbs on the side of his mouth and a milk mustache. The mustache was cute but I also couldn't just look at him with a straight face.

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Need A New Me
Teen FictionBreyanna is the quit type. She does every thing people tell her to do. She lets them disrespect her and she does nothing. How is she going to change when her family starts falling apart.