Normani POV
I was jumping up and down once I got to Xavier's room I stopped because he sounded like he was on the phone.
"You can't just run away Laysia!" Xavier whisper yelled. "Ok. I said I won't tell. Bye. Love you too"
I smirked hearing Xavier's words. I finally have something over Lay's head. I walked in acting normal so he wouldn't figure out that I knew.
"X! guess who made head cheer captain today!! MEEE! AHH! " I jumped on his back causing us to land on his bed. He laughed. I liked when my brother more laid back.
"Good for you. But you need to go on a diet if you wanna be Captain. Aint nobody holding you in the air if you that heavy!" He laughed at his own joke. I simply walked to his mirror and lifted my shirt so I could see my stomach. I was insecure cause when I was little I was a tubby little girl. I could hide cookies under my fat rolls. I hated that. So when I got to 8 grade everything changed.
Tears started forming in my eyes and I pulled my shirt down and looked back at him. He was on his phone.
"Am I really fat? do i need liposuction?" i asked about to cry. His face softened.
"No Normani. I was just playing" He came over to give me a hug as a few tears shed.
After a while we went downstairs and ordered a pizza then watched flowers in the attic.
"Normani....." Xavier had edge in his throat.
"Huh?"
"Can you keep a secrete?"
Ryah POV
" BOOSIE YOU JUST GON CUT ME OFF? I TOLD YOU I WAS SERIOUS!" I loudly sung along to "Cut her off" by K Camp ft. Boosie , YG, and Too Short.
I was getting ready to go play basketball with Dontae. I was gon school this fool!
I threw on my Nike Sports Bra, and a Nike pull over to go over it. I put on some gym shorts and my KD6's 'Texas' . i threw my hair in a tight bun , knowing it was gonna get messy since I was finna hoop and sweat. I added my Nike headband just to complete the look. I grabbed my Nike bag and put a towel, my phone, and a water bottle in there. I grabbed my keys and walked down stairs.
"Bye daddy" He simply nodded.
He could care less where I was going when he was working.
I drove to Dontae's house hoping his parents weren't there. Luckily they weren't. I didn't wanna meet them when I was sweating and competitive.
"Ready to get beat? " He really just answered the door being rude? Pshh!
"Since you being rude I'm bringing the heat! I was gon let you get a couple dunks but nahh. " I said walking past him.
He closed the door and led to his backyard , where the court was. His house was pretty nice. Simple.
"This not what you want!" he said before dribbling the ball.
I laughed before running and snatching the ball out his hands and shooting a jump shot but I missed it. He ran up and caught it and dunked it.
"Show off" i mumbled. He smirked before grabbing the ball again. This time he dribbled the ball between his legs and pretended to go right when he actually went left. I got shook. I fell down too. He laughed after shooting the flawless jump shot.
"I'll let you make a shot. Out of the kindness of my heart" he smirked and passed me the ball hardly. I sighed and ran to do a free throw and made it!
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The Clique
Teen FictionAt YHI ( Young Hollywood Institute ), popularity is everything. But loyalty means nothing. The 'IT' Clique has popularity on lock. But will they be able to maintain it? Getting to the top is hard. But staying there is even harder.