Steel Bars

Part 4

I flushed with embarrassment, of all the times I could have been caught off guard, I had to be caught kissing madly with Allan.
Cheryl glared at me, I would have sworn she turned into several colors.
She then stomped away like a bad kid, throwing tantrums to her parents. I sighed, ducked under Allan's left arm and walked as fast as I could away from him, and never looked back.

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It's been days since my embarrassing encounter. And I have been avoiding Allan at any cost. We were doing our last touches on our group work. It's been tough though not to mention that Cheryl was my group mate. After the discussions, I could sense Cheryl lurking behind. If only I was in mood for cat fight, I would be gladly waiting for her. But no, instead I just wanted to go home and rest...it's been a busy week indeed. Shaneequa came close up beside me,
" Looks like the trouble maker will be joining us soon"
She muttered sarcastically, I shrugged.
" Brooke...!" A very annoying voice called, I very much knew who it was.
" Here goes..." I muttered,
We both turned to see Cheryl standing with one hand clutching her bag and one twirling her ponytail.
" Hi there..." She said with a smile that didn't reach her eyes,
" Hi low life.." Shanny replied bluntly, that earned a scowl from the sweet Cheryl..note the sarcasm in my tone.she moved closer till she was only few feet Infront of us.
" Let's cut through the crap..." She said calmly,
" The crap that happens to be you anyway" Shanny shrugged, she always had her way with words. I couldn't love her any better for that.
Cheryl only rolled her eyes.
" Take it in any way you want... Brooke, either a threat, warning, anything....but get your filthy hands off my boyfriend"
I stared at her in utter disbelief, could she be any dumber?
I took one menace step towards her, my little taller height gave me the upper hand..I stared down at her for a bit, not was she
A bit shorter than me. I couldn't have noticed she was short because she always wire heels....with exception of today. As I stared at her I could see a very faint blush spreading across her face. Very faint and pink.
What?!...was she embarrassed?
" That can be arranged...that is, if you mind telling him that. Last time I checked, it was his Hands on me"
She couldn't compose herself, what? Was she afraid of me? Or what we as wrong with her. She didn't even respond, where was that bitch in her? I was a hit startled but gave no fuck.
I turned and left not even bothering you look back.

It was a week after, we had already finished our group work in what felt like eternity, my group planned on having some weekend fun at some resort by the beach. It wasn't like I really fancied going but I just complied. I couldn't turn my friends down. Shanny had moved in to live with me, which seriously helped to save me from burnt skin, cut flesh from cooking. She was a fine cook, a humorous girl too. It was handy having her around.
Allan' s incident was long forgotten, well technically...not , just swept under the carpet for a while.
It was Friday indeed and all my group mates anticipated into our weekend trip. I was less so. Just had to do it. It was 14: 45 pm.
And as Shanny was getting ready, I was still watching X factor on TV. In my grey yoga pants and t shirt. I could hear her frantic calling from the bedroom calling, but I was too much concentrating in what I was watching that all I could do is grunt in response.
She came up in no time and plugged the connection out.
" Hey!...what was that for?"
I groaned,
" B seriously, they will be here in less than 10minutes and you are still not dressed?!...if you are trying to make me mad well congratulations, you just pushed the button"
She always scolded me like an errant child, and gave me a name
Like a long time child bestie B. It was heart warming though.
" Okay fine... Am going to get dressed"
" Finally!..." She said sarcastically.
Seriously, sarcastic could be her middle name.
" One more favor.." I added. Turning to her with expectations. she already knew what, cause she narrowed her eyes
" There is no way am doing that B..."
" Come on...!" I whined. She knew I always am not good in wardrobe department. For the past days, she has been picking my clothes for me.
" No way B...who am I ? Your stylist?"
I gave her the puppy eyes,
" Pretty please..."
"No can do B...."
" Would you rather I went in my yoga pants?"
Shanny can stand anything weird but not a weird outfit. She has been always looking good.
If there is anything she couldn't stand, is me with in my crazy outfit.
" Ok fine, go take shower..." She said, resigned. I gave her a tiny hug and scurried into the bathroom.
I showered in less record time I have ever used, 5 minutes to be exact.
I donned on my designer Calvin Klein bra and matching panties.
On my bed a ripped jeans and grey tank top,.. mhhh...not bad.
I towel dried my hair, I wasn't going to blow dry them it would take ages. I tied it in a messy ponytail and went out to the sitting room. Where I found her sitting sipping her mango juice.
I went back to take my leather jacket incase of anything and grey boots. And headed out.