Micheal's POV
I stood there like an idiot after Brianna and Rakim left. "Damn, I guess they are dating," I thought. Gigi came over and asked me why was I standing there.
Me: oh...nothing.
We walked back to sit down at our seats and Keisha was still there talking to Ethan. I looked over where Rakim and his "possible girlfriend" was dancing at. I finally figured out her name though. Brianna. I stared at her for a second until Keisha got up and suggested we should all dance on the dance floor. I agreed to it because I wanted to get more closer to Brianna. We all got up and started towards the dance floor. I stand there for a minute to find Brianna. While I was standing there, Keisha touched me on the shoulder and asked if she wanted to dance. I agreed and we started dancing with each other. I saw Brianna and glanced at her for every 30 seconds. I wasn't even paying attention to Keisha, that she started to twerk on me. I payed attention then.Keisha's POV
I saw Micheal staring at Brianna. Ugh. He always staring at that bitch. I'm trying to get him to notice me and not her. I suggested him and his friends should dance on the dance floor. I got up and walked towards the dance floor while Micheal was behind me still staring at whatever her damn name is. I got tired of him staring at her and so I started twerking on him. I wanted everybody to see and they did. I wanted Rakim to see and Brianna to see and they also did as well. I succeeded on making them both jealous.
Sabrina's POV
We was dancing on the dance floor and I never learned that girl's name, but she started twerking on Micheal. "I guess he finna have himself a girlfriend," I thought. I was dancing with Gigi, Ethan. Gio, and Eli. Basically, that girl wanted to dance with Micheal only. I stopped looking at them and was just busy dancing with Gigi and the others. I sensed somebody was looking at me and I looked their way. It was a boy with braids in his hair and he was glancing at me for about 5 seconds. I looked away and looked back at him again. I looked away again to ignore his stares. I went back to my business, which was dancing with my friends.
Brianna's POV
I drunk my water and danced with my friends until I saw Micheal on the dance floor dancing with Keisha. I looked and kept looking til I saw her twerking on him. I looked like I was finna kill somebody, according to Jenny, she said I looked like that. Micheal's face looked like he was enjoying it. Jenny went over there and pulled her cousin away from Keisha.
Jenny: Um...come on we have to go now.
Micheal: What? I was just....
Jenny: *whispers* We're going to Rakim's house so invite your friends...and stop letting hoes twerk on you.
Jenny took her cousin outside and Keisha stopped twerking and looked at me and smirked. I looked at her and almost knocked her out, but Rakim came and took me and guided me to his car. Apparently we going to his place to have a chit chat. I saw Jenny and Micheal get into his car and ride off. I got in Rakim's car and Deion, Drew, and Lolita got in after me. I was in passenger's seat and Rakim was driving.
Rakim: Damn. Why you looking like you finna kill somebody?
Me: Because I am. And it's finna be your ex.
Rakim: *groans* What she do now?
Me: Well...she's trying to get with Micheal and she knew he likes me.
Rakim: Wait? What?
Lolita: What? Jenny's cousin, Micheal?
Deion: That Asian nigga?
Drew: *silent*
Me: Yea. And it's not like it's a big deal. I don't even like him like that. *I lied*
Rakim: Hmmm....at least he ain't one of them hood niggas.
Me: Why would he be a hood nigga when he's asian?
Rakim: Shit...I don't know...sometimes Asians will act black.
I sat back and enjoyed the ride. But if I ever see Keisha again I'll snap that bitch's neck off. Somebody better get her or she gon end up dead. Rakim drove us to his place so we could have our own after party. I was glad that Keisha wasn't coming because it would have been her last night. We arrived to Rakim's house and Jenny, Micheal and his friends were already there. I was nervous to get out of the car because the last time I'd seen Micheal, he was getting twerked on. I stayed in the car until my friends got out. I thought of telling everyone that I was tired and I should go home, but how? I was kind of tired, to be honest. I didn't know what to do. Seeing Micheal was making me queasy after all that that went down. Everyone got out of the car, except for me. Rakim opened my door and I shut it back.
Rakim: What the hell are you doing? Get out of my car.
Me: No. I don't want to. Leave me be.
Rakim came up to the door and asked me something.
Rakim: Is it that Korean nigger?
Me: Yea. And why does he have to be a nigger?
Rakim: You know I always gotta add nigger.
I rolled my eyes and told him can I stay in his car. That didn't last long, because I had to get out of the car. I didn't have no choice. Rakim the one that managed this after party and I don't want to be here. I want to be at home.
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Highschool Days
RastgeleWhen it's your 12th grade year, people will change and stab you in the back.