Story

65 9 5
                                        

Khylin POV.

He looks nervous.

Hmm I wonder why?

I sit on the couch and look at him, I'm trying to come up with words to ask him the questions I've been dying to know without smacking him him in the damn face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Should I answer him? Cause I swear I do...

It aint gone be pretty.

"Khylin...are you okay?" He asks another question.

"Answer me this Kyler, okay? And don't fucking lie to me" I say almost calm.

He's still nervous as he stands infront of me.

"How is it that when I ask everybody bout how you was before ah reach..nobody answered me?"

"Why is it that their faces were so freaking shocked that I asked Kyler? "

I crossed my legs and folded my arms. Waiting for an explanation.

"I-its not a big deal K..just leave it be "

Buh wah de ass...

"If it's not a big deal then tell me"

He crosses his arms on his chest with an annoyed expression, "Stop being so damn nosey and leave it alone Khylin! Stop making problems "

He crosses his arms on his chest with an annoyed expression, "Stop being so damn nosey and leave it alone Khylin! Stop making problems "

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

Can yall believe this boi?

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.


Can yall believe this boi?

"Stop being so friggin difficult man! It cah be so bad but you carrying on like ah fuckin jackass!"

"Stop being so friggin difficult man! It cah be so bad but you carrying on like ah fuckin jackass!"

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
HIGHSCHOOLWhere stories live. Discover now