(3rd pov)
Over the past few couple of days, it had seemed like everything evolved quickly, and the girls felt like they were going through phases all together. 3 of 8 of the Bad Bitch Much girls had already cancelled themselves out of everything.
Ahaziah and Duane up and left to wherever for whatever reason, her details were very minimal and vague...lord only knew when they’d be back...but that’s only 1 problem so far. Alessia...well her mom rather, decided that she didn’t need to live with Alexandria at only 16 years old...but everyone knew the real reason she couldn’t stay was because of Elom. Les’s mom had found out about Elom because Alessia just couldn’t keep that under wraps when she was visiting her parents (snuck him in over there). Then Mia, she’s just too busy now and days, that’s why she left the first time a while ago...schedules never matched and life moves way too fast.
But regardless of whoever was still around or not, everyone still loved each other the same. No hard feelings were given off...That’s the end of that. Yet, the girls were still under a bit of stress due to not only their friends dipping out on them, but because of this major party that they’ve been planning for Zion. For the past week and a half, the girls have been non stop running around like chickens with their heads cut off, especially Alexandria since she had been the one who thought of the idea to throw Zion this birthday party.
Lately, everyone’s been noticing how close they’ve been getting due to all the time they’ve been spending together. Whenever the girls are all on the phone together, consistently planning, they usually find the time- in between time- to tease Alex about how soft she’s gotten for him.
“So what’s the word for today guys?” Alex tapped her pen on her notebook as she stretched out on her couch, phone next to her on the speaker...the girls on a group call.
“I think it’s so cute how she doing this, wow. Alex is almost a new person,” Kirsten teased and the girls laughed.
“Oou, you get on my damn nerves,” Alexandria laughed.
“Kiki stop fruntin’, just about a month ago you was like...big hating ona nigga...and now, you throwing a party. What that mean?” Rae smirked.
“This nigga probably just got some bomb dick,” Lani accused.
“Ahh, she sprung,” Ailyn cackled.
“I’m fuckin- oh my god, can y’all be serious for a moment,” Alex tried her best to fight back a laugh.
“Can you tell us the truth,” Rae said, persistent in getting an answer.
Alexandria pressed mute and screamed, then unmuted them, “What you wanna hear, y’all know everything I told you. Just like I knew everything y’all bitches tell me. Ain’t shit new,” Alexandria insisted.
“She hiding sumn,” Kirsten pursed her lips and sat up on her bed.
“Bitch might as well spill it, everytime y’all chilling you never tell us that y’all fucked...I know y’all did something, yo ass is a freak!” Rae dramatically clapped her hands.
“Oop, she getting ghetto...we can’t see you Rae!” Ailyn said, “But I know for sure what the hell you look like, anyway, c’mon bitch, you can’t tell me you’re being as clean as me? Nah, you are NOT pulling an Ailyn!!!” she said in disbelief.
“Can’t be, I even got dirty when I went to Florida, and Alex is freakier than me…” Kirsten said.
“I swear guys...forreal, chill! We ain’t even do shit like that, we’ve deadass been talking and chillin’. Nun less, nun more,” Alex trailed off.
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