Chapter 3

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May


Renae Marie Jones

"O'ma- What are you doing here?"

"My bad for just poppin up. Can you go out?" He asked.

His eyes were glossy and red, but this time I couldn't tell if it was because he was high, or crying.

I stepped outside and closed the door behind me.

"What's up?" I folded my arms.

He looked around and not directly at me. I was used to it.

"Ion even know why I came here, I'm trippen." He started to turn and walk off before I stopped him.

"Hey. What's wrong?"

He shook his head and walked to his car driving away.

I went back inside and got the popcorn, chips and candy. Carrying them carefully up the stairs I kicked open my door.

"Bout time." He sat up and clicked the movie he picked out.

I sat all the snacks on my bed and picked up my phone calling O'marien. It went to voicemail. Sighing, I sent him a message to call me. Something was wrong. I eventually put my attention on the movie and my baby brother.

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"Hey Re."

"Hi May, have you seen O'marien?" I shut my locker.

She shook her head looking around.

"What you looking for him for?" She raised her eyebrows.

"He came to my house last night. I think something was wrong with him, but he didn't say anything."

"Back up, he came to your house? Since when have yall become friends?" We walked into the Cafeteria.

I shrugged looking around for him. Nothing.

Sighing, I sat down at the nearest table.

"He's cute." May picked at her salad.

I sat up. "You think so? I mean I guess." I mumbled.

"Yeah, I mean considering I don't like boys... yeah." She nodded.

"We're just friends May, chill." I rolled my eyes.

She was always trying to pick different dudes for me because she never liked Waylen.

"For now."

"Hey May."

I looked up to see Yanah.

"Yani, What's up." May smiled all girly. I chuckled.

Yanah sat down next to her and they started up a conversation. I sensed that Yanah was flirting with May way more then she was flirting with her. I excused myself from the table to go to the bathroom before our next period. On my way there I spotted Waylen. He had his arms wrapped around a blonde headed girl. Whatever he said, she laughed and put her hand against his chest. I shook it off and kept walking. Staring at myself in the mirror, I quickly washed my hands.

"O'marien!" I yelled. He had walked right past me with a hoodie on his head.

I ran to catch up to him right when he reached the doors leading outside of the school. I walked out with him following behind me.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked trying to catch my breath.

"Whatchu talkin bout?" He moved around me walking to his car. I walked beside him.

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