AN: There will be some sexual content in this chapter. **Mature stuff ahead** Okay😜 youve been warned!!
I wake up for school Monday excited just to get out of the house. Lindey, myself and the twins are grounded "until we die" as per all our parents.
Lindey took the brunt of the punishment at her house because she was "supposed to be an example for her younger sisters". I scoff at the thought. Like Mindy and Mandy need anybody to influence them to make bad decisions. I spent an hour hearing about my parent's "shock" and "disappointment." Luckily, I'd sobered up before we got caught or things could have been worse.
I stop at Lindey's to pick her up. She's never on time to the car but today I don't even have to call her several times and honk the horn road-rage style. She's walking out of the door before I even get parked. She throws her backpack and purse into the backseat and hops in. Lindey looks especially nice today. She's wearing light washed denim jeans, a white blouse with crisscross ties in front, a cream duster and her cognac color Saint Laurent stilettos. Ohhh...so we bringing out the Saint Laurent's? Her hair was silky and freshly straightened.
I eye her with suspicion. Lindey has good fashion sense yes, but she was clearly going all out today.
"What?" She asks me, trying to play coy.
"Don't what me. So, we're dressing to impress today huh? Or should I say dressed to impress Laurent?" I ask her. I must tease her. Lindey never tries to impress boys. Its too good to pass up. She rolls her eyes and tries to hold back the smile.
"Whatever. I call DJ!" She yells, pulling out her phone. I know she just wants to change the subject.
"Um, hm. You're not slick, " I say as she turns up Lil Nas X to drown out my voice. I don't really care for rap but I do like her current artist of choice. Besides, it's always my turn on the ride home. Surprisingly, Lindey and I don't fight over any of her song choices. We have our own little karaoke going by the time we pull up in the school parking lot.
Once inside, we make our way to our lockers, stopping at Lindey's first. Once she puts away her things and grabs her books for first period, we make a quick stop by my locker then head toward our classes. We split up in the hall, yelling goodbyes over our shoulders and head to our respective classes. First through fourth period came and went and it was now lunch time.
As usual, I beat Lindey to our table. I was seated with my lunch when she came and took her usual seat in front of me.
"What's up skank?" She said once she perched in her seat. Before I could answer her, I noticed Lau sneaking up behind her. He put his ringed index finger to his full lips, silently asking me not to give him away. He was wearing his signature fro, wild and curly, with distressed, backwards white pants, a fresh pair of black and white Nike shoes, and a short sleeved black shirt. He slid up behind Lindey and put his hand over her eyes. He leaned down near her ear, seeming to savor the closeness before he actually spoke.
"Whoever this is, has about .5 seconds before they get a punch in the nuts", Lindey said right as Lau opened his mouth to speak. Lau's cheeks imploded with air as held back his laughter. He managed to stifle it and leaned in again and brushed the tip of his nose up Lindey's neck and behind her ear.
"I would non do that, cherie.(sweetheart) You would non wan for me to end up like poor Zach," Lau said as he removed his hand from Lindey's eyes and nodded in the direction of the jock's table. We turned to look right as Zach was making his way to his seat, walking wide legged, like he just dismounted from a long horse ride. "Besides, Lau continued, you may wan them for youself at some point, yes?" Lindey froze but not before Lau's words sent a shiver through her body. He smirked at her response and settled himself into the seat next to Lindey. When she came back to Earth, she swatted his arm.
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