My Girl Got A Boy.

Situations

Anonymous P.o.V.

"Man I swear if you don't do the shit I told you to we gone have some problems. you been my boy and all, you like a little brother to me. But if you don't do what I said...just now." With that I hung up the phone. He better get it together or get replaced. Lil dude from Virginia never acted out like this. I could always depend on him.

Johnothan's P.o.V.

I'm sick of this damn school. I'm just ready to see Brooke. Our asses is the power couple. she gone do my work for me so I ain't got a problem with passing. These hoes keep bringing up that a nigga got kept back. this school here stay in your business. I ain't even gone stress them. I don't wanna mess up my good looks. My thoughts were interrupted by a text.

THOT #35

"Hey bae"

Me

"Damn just get over here I want some head."

THOT #35

"Okay babe, I don't wanna upset you. I'll be over there in 5 minutes."

This hoe think she the main smh. Brooke better buckle down and gimme some or imma have to take it. Bitch is playing games with me.

Chris's P.o.V.

I liked what just happened and I loved Brooke but I don't want problems with dude. he looks too familiar from something bad. I don't remember what it was but I'll find out sooner or later. After Brooke kissed me only God knows how much I just wanted to hold on to her and never let go. Apparently she had the same feelings towards me. No one goes around just kissing everyone that says they love them. She loved me too or had feelings for me enough to accept it but couldn't say it back because of her relationship. She's a very loyal girl. SHE NEEDS TO BE MINE ALREADY.

I finally got to school feeling good about myself and a little bit curious to if she would tell Johnothan, or her friends, or anyone. I got to class and bumped into her."Oh! Sorry I got it, don't bother," She said like it was her fault.

"Now do you really think I would let a beautiful girl like you pick up your books all by yourself? YOU don't bother. I got you girl," I said as I smirked as I looked at her.

"Thank you Chris..."she said blushing. her facial expression changed and she started "It wasn't your fault anyway", but I wasn't listening. All I could do was look at her beauty. her hair was twisted around her head and the rest was flowing. her clothes fit perfectly on her. Not trashy at all but not innocent. she was as close to perfect as she could get. She was wearing a white polo tee with a red logo, a silver Versace chain that went just over the collar with matching earrings, her jeans were ripped at the pockets just a little and the knees and below. Not too much. Not too little. LORD! Her shoes. She was wearing Jordan's but not just any Jordan's. She had good taste-excellent taste. She was wearing the Toro 4s. I was so in love. It was unbelievable.

The whole time I was nodding my head assuring her that I was listening."Chris?"

"Yes honey-I mean-"

"You weren't listening. Were you?"

"How could I listen when I saw those nice shoes you have on. You know, It's not polite to steal."

"Aww we have the same shoes on. we should take a picture. Hey! Nina! Can you take a picture of us before the bell rings?"

"Sure", said the Nina girl.

I had on the same shoes as her, dark blue jeans, with a Versace shirt. I just had to make her send it to me so we could put it on Instagram. We were about to get hella likes.

The bell for us to get in class rang and we walked in. I ain't gone say all eyes were on us but a lot of them were and I swear I felt somebody watching us in the hall and it wasn't the cameras. Whoever it was...they were watching one of us. it was from behind so it had to be either me or Brooke or maybe both of us. Soon as the bell rung they were running. Their shoes squeaking down the hallway.

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