Chapter 7 part 1

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Rosemary's POV

4 weeks later.....

 This boy was on my mind for weeks! He basically had me thinking about him constantly for what he did to me! I rember how it felt to have his lips so close to me and how the goosebumps were forming on the skin, baby baby bay! I have remained non ghetto for a few days because I was like floating on water. This is so not like me and I will have to stop this soon.

 I walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. My braids were everywhere and I had bags under my eyes. That was caused by thinking about Pine! He was doing things to me and he was really crampin' my style. My braids were sticking up everywhere from my tossing and turning, so I was just going to put it in a bun.

 When I finished that, I hopped in the shower. I washed my body with lemon scented soap. As I washed, I imagined Pine's hands roaming my body. See what I mean! I am going crazy here! Why did this boy have to do that!? No boy has done something like this to me since, Daquan. I felt tears swell in my eyes at the thought of him.

 No, I am not going to do this again. I am not going to let his countless affect break me. I am over him....I'm done with him! I stepped out the shower, and wrapped myself in my pink towel. I walked out the room to get my clothes. Then I screamed.

 It was horrible and sinful sight! Kiesha was kissing Nyle. Nyle hopped off of Kiesha and looked at me with a horrified expession. ''Hold up! Hold up! Ya'll cousins and ya'll doing this! Oooh, we need to get you two in Church'' I exclaimed with my hands on my hips.

 Kiesha got off the bed and walked over to me. ''Calm down girl, ok? You need not to tell anybody about this'' she said. I backed up and rolled my eyes. ''You think I be snitching now?'' I asked rolling my neck. ''No, I just was telling you'' she said as she looked to the ground. ''Well, I am going to get dressed and your going to explain to me what happened and what's going on'' I explained as I got my clothes out the drawer.

 I put on a red skirt alittle above the knees, black stilettos, a sparkly black t shirt, red and black feather earrings, red bangles, lip gloss, and I tamed my hair and put it in one long braid. I stepped out of the bathroom and sat down in front of Nyle and Kiesha. ''Where you going dressed like that?'' Kiesha asked. I sighed. ''I am going to the mall with Frita and then we going to just walk around Miami'' I explained.

 ''Make sure no boys touch you'' Nyle said. I rolled my eyes up. ''Now explain what is going on between you two'' I said as I motioned towards them. ''We really like each other in a non family way. I have found myself attracted to him in so many ways and I just pulled him into a kiss. He came in here to ask if I knew where his sunglasses were and I just pulled him to me and kissed him. Then he told me he liked me and kissed me back'' Kiesha explained.

 I was in shock! How could you think about family this way? ''You can't be doing this. Like, you can go to hell for this.....well at least I think. Anyway, it is just plain messed up. Ya'll might need to seperate for a while and become just cousins. Nothing more and nothing less'' I stated. Nyle snorted. ''Well, we don't have to listen to you and if we want to we will. Just don't tell anyone'' he said.

 I was ready to slap him right about now. How about I stop acting like an adult and let them mess up their lives? He want to act like that then fine! ''I was just looking out for ya'll! You know things will never be the same again?'' I asked. They nodded. ''Ok. I will not tell anyone....just whatever ya'll do in here....just make sure the door is like'' I said as I stood up.

 Kiesha jumped up and down and hugged me. ''Oooh, thank you Rosie'' she exclaimed. I huffed and puffed. ''Gwiirrll get your happy go lucky self off of me before I do something that will have you in tears'' I said as I pushed her off me. She was still smiling. ''Whatever. I still love you'' she said as she stuck her tongue out at me. I couldn't help, but laugh. I love my cousin!

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