unexpected.

ch.11

Monique's POV

Monday morning was tough. I was not in the mood for anyone or anything. I spent most of my day keeping quiet and just listening to music. I didn't even bother texting Chris except for once this morning letting him know I'd be busy throughout the day.

Lunch finally rolled around and it was one of the most awkward situations ever. I sat in between my brother and Kamron which never happens since I usually sit with Ray and Shay. Kam realized the change in seating and looked at me weirdly. "Why you over here today Nique?" he asked as he took a bite of his pizza.

"I could move if you want." I said, gathering my things to get up. "No no! I was just asking!" He quickly said. I huffed, setting my things back down. "But wassup, why ain't you over in ya normal spot." He whispered, nudging toward Shay.

I glanced over to see her talking to Lukas having a great ole time. Laughing and shit, all cuddled up. I rolled my eyes, resting my cheek in the palm of my hand facing Kam. "Shit just went down this weekend. It's a long story." I mumbled, looking down at the table. He nodded slowly, "Ah I see. Well.. you know I gotchu if you ever need sum." He said, patting my back gently attempting to comfort me.

"Thanks." I mumbled again. Only 2 more periods and I'm out of here.

The next two classes ended up going slow as hell, but once that last bell rung, I rushed my ass to the car dafter than I ever had. DeAndre shortly arrived, unlocking the door for me. I got in and buckled up, waiting for him to start the car.

I looked out the window to see Lukas coming this way with Shay walking along next to him. They said their goodbyes and he watched her walk away. I rolled my eyes, turning back to face forward. What the hell is going on there? You could best believe I wasn't gonna be jealous, and I damn sure would never let that be known, but really? She's gonna go for Lukas? Outta all the niggas we know. Him??

The back door then swung open, and he hopped in the backseat. I wanted to question him on why he was hanging out with her so much, but I realized that ain't my place to be askin. He and De started talking about God knows what and I ended up spacing out.

All I wanted to do was get home and take a nap. There was just so much on my mind. Mostly Chris. What were we? What are we gonna be when he's gone? Is this all just a dream? I still can't even fathom that he's actually apart of my life. But I just feel like it's not going to work out and the last thing I wanna do is waste my time because I've done it before and it's the worst feeling ever.

We dropped Lukas off then shortly arrived home. I trudged my backpack and myself up the stairs then shut my door closed. I threw my backpack into the corner of my room and fell face first into my pillows. Tonight was gonna be hard, but I knew this week was gonna be even harder. No Chris, no Shay, nothing.

I laid there thinking for a while until I heard my name being called from downstairs. I groaned getting up and opening my door. "What DeAndre?!" "Your friend is here for you." At this point, what friend? I was so confused until I reached the top of the staircase to see it was Ray. I motioned him to come upstairs and into my room.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, shutting my door behind us. "I just want to talk and get things clear with you." He said, sitting down at my desk chair. I nodded, sitting on the edge of my bed with my arms crossed. "Well," he started off. "I know you and Shay ain't doing too well, but I want you to know I ain't choosing sides and I'm still both of your guys' friends."

I nodded again looking towards the ground. "Thanks." I mumbled. "But like, are you alright? You just seemed hella down today at school." I looked up to him, biting the inside of my cheek. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little sleep deprived yunno? AP testing is in a few weeks and I'm still waiting on a response from UCLA." I lied.