Two- A Horrible Girlfriend And An Even Worse Best Friend

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Two- A Horrible Girlfriend And An Even Worse Best Friend

As of right now, I'm in Wal-Mart looking at clothes. My buggy is almost full; filled with random clothes, bed sheets n shit, and new makeup n hair stuff. I'm walking by to check out when I spot the bathing suits. There's this cute turquoise two piece in my size. I put it in my buggy and turn around to grab the handles when I bump into someone.

"Oh, shit. I mean, shoot. Sorry, I'm sorry. Not just for bumping into you but for cussing too. Dammit, I just made this really awkward. I'm sorry. Imma just go now." I smile shyly, starting to turn around when the person grabs my arm and spinning me back around. I look up and see the most beautiful blue green eyes.

He gives me a once over and smirks. I look down at what I'm wearing and realize I'm wearing a yellow crop top, shorts, and sandals. The cleavage of my small boobs are barely showing. "Ahem, my f-face is up here! Nigga, what's your problem? I'm tryna leave and make this less awkward and you fucking look at my body. Whatever, it doesn't matter. Goodbye!" "Wait, no" I fake gasp. "Oh my God! He speaks. Finally" he rolls his eyes.

"I'm Mikey." he politely smiles. Even tho I just cussed him out and made fun of him.

"I'm Ally. And uninterested. Bye."

"Wait, Ally. Please. I'm sorry this turned bad. I just came over here cuz I've never seen you before and I work here so I would know if I've seen you. Cuz everyone goes to Wal-Mart. You just moved here, didn't you?" He rants. "Yeah, I did. But I have to go. I told my ma that I would be home for dinner. And I still have to unpack. But thanks for this weird conversation." I laugh. "No problem. Um, can I get your number or something?" "Only if you ain't tryna smash. I mean, I am a snack" I wink. "Haha, I'm kidding. But I don't have a phone. And I only have enough money for what's in my buggy. Sorry." "That's fine. Go pay for your stuff. What's your address?" I stare at him in disbelief. "Woah, wait. Not in like a stalker way. In a way where maybe I could pick you up tomorrow or whenever and show you around." "Oh, well I'd like that." I tell him my address. "Bye, Mikey. Nice meeting you" I smile.

Damn, he's cute.

"Ally, wait. I think that the other turquoise would look better on you."

I walk back to him and switch out the bikinis. I walk away with a huge grin on my face. I think imma like it here. Imma like it a lot.

~🌸~

"So, how was it? What all did you get, baby?" Ma asks me when I walk through the door. "It was fine. I got lots of shit. I even got Keke some things. Imma go upstairs. Love you." I blow a kiss to her.

"Key, I got you some stuff. Come to my room" I holler at her. I sit on my bed, hearing footsteps.

"Allyyyyy! You're home! I missed you." She hugs me. "I miss you too, sis. I even bought you some presents." I say, kissing her head.

She reaches in the bag that I organized for her. Keke's eyes grew big when she saw the new toy and the bed set I bought her.

She starts jumping "I love it I love it I love it!"

"I knew you would. Now go put that in your toy room and set that pack of bed sheets and stuff on your bed. I'll be they're in a little bit. Help ma with the food." She walks out, smiling.

I put the set on my bed. Then I start unpacking my boxes.

The first box I unpack is my desk stuff. I put my pens and pencils and random papers on the desk, then I set my laptop in the middle and I plug in the charger to charge it.

Once it charged up some, it automatically turned on. I looked at the screen and started crying. My desktop is a picture of me, Dalton, and him. I really screwed everything up. I was a horrible girlfriend and an even worse best friend. I ignored D just because I got a little upset. I prolly ruined his life. I close my laptop and wipe my eyes to continue unpacking.

I unpack the rest of the boxes and before I knew it, I was done. Except for going through my clothes. I start to do that when I hear from downstairs "Ally, food's ready. Hurry, or it'll get cold!"

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