When frenemies are forced to spend their Saturdays together in detention, will they be able to put their differences aside and work towards friendship or will their past come back to haunt them?
I was up and about by 6:00 a.m. I brushed my teeth and danced to Chris Brown spontaneously. I'd rather make the best of this 'torture' and get through it than be miserable.
I looked down at my phone as a ping went off, interrupting Chris Brown's 'Strip'.
Meek😆: Good Morning babe. Heard abt the detention. U need a ride?
Nicki😍😏: Yesss, thanks.. Sorry about ghosting you friday.
Meek😆: Its alright. I understand.
I still didn't know how I truly felt with Meek. I knew I liked him but I only liked him as a friend. Something was holding me back, truly making me feel like I couldn't take it to the next level with him.
"Join us for breakfast Onika." The crackling sound of the intercom came to a stop as I pressed it.
"Yes Father," I answered sweetly, hoping he wouldn't be too mad when I joined them.
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We are in silence, not looking at one another until we all finished. Once we did mom spoke, "Your father is going on a-"
"Don't speak for me!" he snapped. She flinched because his hand almost hit her. He held it up shaking as he calmed down before slowly placing it flat down on the wooden table.
What the fuck is wrong with him?
"Do you know why we called you down here?"
What?
"I'm not going to play this game Matthew," I replied calmly. He always wants to play guessing games instead of getting straight to the point.
His face contorted into a look of anger before it washed away, like waves do little kids sand castles. "I'm going on a business trip to Malaysia. I'm starting another company there so I could be gone from three to six months," he said very slowly trying to gauge my reaction.
"Ok," I answered shortly and began to eat th short stack of pancakes in front of me. Was I hurt? Kind of. Would I be okay? Give me five minutes.
"Ok? That's it?" he spoke quietly.
"I don't know? What do you want me to say Matthew? That I don't want you to go? Do what you want." I shook my head and let out a half-hearted chuckle.
"I got to go," I grabbed my book bag from beside me and stood up.
He just looked at me with rage filled eyes, and my mom just ate submissively. I hated this.
I sat in Meek's car and took a deep breath. Let's do this. I'm irritated as fuck but I can get through this.
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When she joined me in the library I knew something was bothering her. She had that mean ass mug on her face.
I was sitting on one of the long ass couches in the lounge section of the library but Nicki quickly avoided me by sitting in the corner of on of the book sections.
"I didn't know Onika Maraj's ass ever graced anyone's floor," I yelled since the building barely had anyone in it. There wasn't even a librarian here.
"Shut the fuck up Bianca. I'm not in the mood for your shit," she spat.
Damn. She know god damn well that's not my name but I decide not to comment on it.
"Damnnnn who pissed in your cereal?" I replied. She ignored me and typed on her phone before answering it when it rang.
"Hey baby," she smiled.
Baby?
"....."
"I'm bored as fuck, we finna get some Popeyes after this?"
" ..... "
"Okay, bye baby."
" ...... "
How this bitch get someone ? "That's your man?"
"Something like that," she rolls her eyes.
Then we're silent. Me fidgeting with my hands and her engrossed in her phone.
The sounds of doors opening fill the room and me and her both look up. Principle Elba walks in briskly. His shined black shoes make a clacking noise as he walks across the floor of the library. His hand tightens his tie as he coughs politely into his other.
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If I wasn't gay I'd see why Mrs. Braxton liked him. He was handsome in his own way, and well put together. Kind of like my best friend Shawn.
"Girls!" He boomed cheerfully and clapped his hands together before rubbing them, "the whole point of this detention is to get you guys to be friendly to one another. Onika sit at the table."
She reluctantly got up, slowly pushing her self up with one hand and walking over to the table. She sat down with such force it shook the weak table.
"There. Is that all or should I hug her too?" she scowled.
"Onika!" He scolded, but she just looked off.
I guess my silence was shocking to him because he began to ask me about school and home.
After that he took Nicki's phone before telling us to talk. He would check the cameras to see if we were following trough on his directions.
This shit was crazy.
"So what you wanna talk about?" I sighed.
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