Mistakes

Chapter 1| The Beginning.

Bahja Rodriguez, Spanish? No, was just given her step fathers last name since he was the one who took care of her. This beautiful young lady stood 5'4, big pretty eyes that slows the world down when she blinks. Boys stare her down in the hallways when she uses her hips, which she's not afraid to switch; books in one hand, while the other swings freely. She flips her bang out the way and smirks as she watch boys lick their lips. Her long, thick legs compliments her attire consisting of, short shorts,  Active Fit wife beater, with some high top air forces. Simple, yet oh so stunning. She smiles brightly when she walks up her sister from another misters locker, Zonnique Pullins. Zonnique was a quiet girl, she never starts trouble, yet will not let anybody treat her any kind of way. She's the type of friend every loud girl needs, to keep them under control.

Lets take a peek inside of Bahja's life for awhile....

"Hey pretty girl!" Zonnique greeted. "Hey love bug! I love your hair, where'd you get it done." I complimented my friend, Zonnique's black shiny hair which was full of loose spiral curls. You see, Zonnique never gets her hair done, the most she's done in her 18 years of life, was wear a pony tail or bun and you may see her with braids if your lucky. It's nice to see that's she's trying something new. "My mom found a lady in Atlanta named Shekinah, she's ghetto but she did the job right. I thought it was time to switch things up a little bit." "I love it on you, you look ten times prettier. I may have to keep my eyes on you, can't have you stealing all my attention." I laughed as I took my hand away from her soft hair. "You going on the camping trip?" I asked her as I helped hold her books she was using so she could put others back in the locker. "I don't know. I've been thinking about it but, I don't know if spending a couple of days in the woods is something I wanna do. Besides, there's no wifi, and my phone service don't be playing if I go over my data plan." She explained to me as she grabbed the books out of my hands, closing her locker. "Walk with me to my locker." We headed towards the stairs, needing them to get to my locker. "I hate these damn steps bruh, they be killing a young nigga." Zonnique complained. "Zonnique you are a fool. But I really think you should go, me and Bre going. And Brandon will be there." I teased, nudging her shoulder, watching her blush. Brandon Kane, the light skinned pretty boy. His hair was longer than half of the females in this school. His eyes, green; his teeth, straight. He was a model after school and had the voice of an angel, we found that out in 9th grade during the talent show. Ever since, girls been drooling over his every move. Can you blame them? For a young man, he seems to be doing well for himself in business. Ain't nothing wrong with a young brother working, we got to keep our status up. Too many stereotypes go around saying we do nothing but trap and smoke all day, but people like Brandon Kane proves them wrong. The most important thing about him, is that he stays humble, to all people, not just his close friends. "Okay, I might go." I laughed knowing that Zonnique would give in. "Speaking of Mr. Right." She mumbled, watching him walk by. "Close your mouth girl." I commanded stopping at locker 2023. "Hold this baby girl." I said giving her my books I needed for homework last night. 3-45-22, my phone read. I don't know why but I can never seem to remember my locker combination. 168 days in school, and I still don't know it. "I wonder where Bre is, she usually would find us by now." Zonnique stated, causing me to think. She's right, usually Bre would be here by now.

Breaunna Womack, and Bre for short. She's been our best friend since 7th grade, and it all started on the cheerleading team. She was a little different, considering that she moved here from Charlotte, North Carolina. Everything seemed foreign to her, so she needed people like Zonnique and I, real Atlians to show her the Atlanta life. Now, it's like she lived here her whole life. She was 5'2, her height intrigued a lot of boys. Short girls win in Grady High School, that's why me and Zonnique wish we were shorter. We avoid heels during school hours, I know its not healthy to try blend in with the wants of hot guys, but being lonely was not on our list for senior year. We planned on catching everyone's eye, and with my new tattoo that I love to show everyday, Zonnique's new hairstyle, and with Bre's short fitting body, we tend to do just that. 

"Oh my gosh, Zonnique." I grabbed her wrist, bringing her into a hault." "What?" She looked at me. "It's Roman." My breathing picked up. "Who?" Zonnique scrunched her face up. I sighed before speaking. "Arin." "Ohhhh." She nodded in assurance.

Roman Arin Ray, but he only likes to be referred to as Arin. I don't know why, Roman is such a beautiful name to me. For four years, I've basically been in love with this guy, yet never had the balls to speak to him. He have spoken to me a few times, but my words never come out so he ends up leaving. Now, he looks at me as a weird chick. If only he knew. One thing I know, if God was to ever bless me with the voice to speak to this boy and we become friends. The name Arin will never come out of my mouth. Roman, will be what I call him. His mother gave him a beautiful name, and if he's ashamed of it, then I won't be for him. If only he knew how powerful his name was. He stood 6'1, full lips with a beautiful deep dimple on his right cheek, his body sculpture was A1, he was gorgeous. 

"Wassup Nique." He smiled after taking a sip from the water fountain. "Sup Arin, how you doing?" She smiled back. "Can't complain. I'm living." He looked at me. "You gon speak to me today or do I have to try again later." He smirked. "Well I uhh, t-think uhh. Hi." I sighed and groaned, mentally slapping myself. He looked at me strangely and sucked air through his teeth before nodding his head. "I guess I'll try again later." He said. The bright side is that it will be a later and not him running away forever. "Aight I'll see you ladies later. And by the way, Zonnique I love the hair. You get more beautiful everyday." He winked at her before walking off. I watched him as he dapped up some of his male friends and hugged his female friends. That'll be me one day. "I need some water, my mouth is bout dry as shit." I said, patting my chest walking to the water fountain. "Hold my hair for me boo." When I finished my sip I looked at my phone and seen that breakfast was just about over. "Come on Zonnique, lets go back downstairs, class is about to start. Imma text Breaunna to see what's up." I said going into my text app. "No need, I'm right here." I heard her say. I turned around to see nobody but I forgot I had to look down. I'm kidding, just a little humor. "Sorry ya'll, I decided to stop by McDonadles and stay there to eat. But I'm here now." We all linked arms and made our way downstairs before we would have to split ways to class.

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