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31. "Mr. Richardson,"

is it just me or is Miguel sexy as hell? Was he always this fine? I wanna go to see him in concert and but I'm thinking. "Will I still have my panties by the end of the show?" maybe not.

i had a dream where he gave me a massage 💀

how y'all doing?

—

Chris

That didn't feel right.

At all.

Saying those words to her, after everything we'd been through together. But it's what we need, it has to be.

I feel like a piece of shit for embarrassing her, that wasn't my intention. But the more she spoke the more I realized how much she cared for me and the closer I was to changing my mind. I can't do that.

I hope that didn't ruin things for us. She didn't let me explain it to her, I know she would've understood. If only I could've just explained it all...

I care too much about her, shit..I love her.

Bria

I buckled my seatbelt in the passenger side of Devyn's convertible. Despite it being a rather cool day she insisted on riding with the top down, for "dramatic effect."

"First off, we're going to the mall."

"I don't have money Devyn-"

"Don't worry about it, my treat. We're gonna get you an outfit, beat your face, then go have fun with somebody's son."

"But what about when my brother rides the bus home from school? I can't have him there alone.." I told her.

"Ugh he doesn't have a babysitter or someone he can go to? It's important we do this."

I sighed and texted Trey's Mom...yes, again. I know Forest will be excited to spend the evening there, I can tell being at Greg's place is taking a toll on him..and me.

I got a respond in minutes, confirming Forest could leave with her and Trey and how happy Trey would be to hang out with Forest.

We didn't speak much more while riding in her car until suddenly, Devyn turned down the loud music she was playing.

"Bria, can you be honest with me?"

"Uh ok.."

"You and Chris..did you two have sex?"

Devyn seemed to have a change of heart, but I ain't trusting her like that.

"No." I told her.

"I thought it was just me he wouldn't have sex with. Do you think maybe he's..gay?"

"Gay? Definitely not."

"It's a possibility, I mean I'm beautiful as fuck. And you're pretty cute, it's hard to believe any straight guy would pass up sex on both of us."

"Well it's not like I tried to have sex with him and he rejected me— we just didn't get around to that."

"Makes sense I guess. But we're almost at our first destination..the mall. I'm thinking we can get you looking sexy, find a couple fine niggas, and have them buy us dinner."

"How are we gonna do that?"

"Just wait until we get there." She said winking.

We eventually pulled up to the mall, which was pretty full for a Monday afternoon.

We got out and Devyn led me straight to Sephora.

"Hey Sierra, could you hook my girl up? I need her looking FLAWLESS." Devyn told a random girl at one of the makeup vanities.

Lord help me get through this day.

Chris

As soon as fourth period ended I needed to get to Bria's house, we had to at least talk about this.

As I was on my way out, my stupid ass English teacher stopped me.

"Christopher, I was informed by both the counselor and your father that you were supposed to be staying after school to clean. Remember?"

Fuck.

"But I-"

"I know. Come into my class for a minute."

I rolled my eyes and followed him into his empty classroom. I took a seat in the front desk and he sat down at his.

"I saw what happened this morning." He said to me.

"Okay?"

"Why did you do that?"

"The hell does it have to do with you?"

"I'm trying to help you. I was gonna sign your sheet saying you did your job so you could leave..but..."

"Fine. This girl told me I needed to. I got stuff going on, and she does too. She's weighing me down." I confessed.

"Weighing you down? You think she was weighing you down? Or did this 'girl' tell you she was?"

"I- I don't know. I need to talk to her-"

Suddenly he interrupted me.

"I've been talking to your father, you know."

?

"Mr. Richardson, what is this about? Did he put you up to this?"

"I'm just trying to understand you better. We had a conference about your grades and he told me about what you're going through..he also told me about how much Ms. Brianna Hudson helped you. I didn't expect you to break up with her like you did."

So he knows. That explains the randomly excused missing assignments and B+'s on half ass work.

"Well what's done is done. All I can do is at least explain things."

"Why do the least when you can do more? Explain. Apologize. Make things right Christopher."

I don't need advice from you nigga.

"Why do you care so much?"

"I used to be in your shoes Chris. I used to be struggling. I lost my father, and I met someone who helped me through it. And I made the mistake of letting him get away."

Him?

"What happened?" I asked.

"Our relationship was a secret, and I was ashamed to be around him. I broke up with him and he ended up getting married and having kids. And no one has treated me how he has since. Highs school relationships don't always work, but there are some that do, and should."

"Yeah.."

"You know what the guys name was?"

"No...?"

"Christian Livingston."

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