I was sitting on my bed with Kareena telling her my encounters with Trey. I needed to talk to someone about it and who better than my best friend.
"He kissed you?!" She asked.
"Yes Kareena." I sighed.
"So why exactly are you mad at him?"
"Are you serious Kay? He kissed me! Then he couldn't figure out why it was wrong! I'm not gonna lie, I really liked it. But I'm not about to beg for some niggas attention who gets attention from everything with a vagina in Hanson."
"Maybe he has feelings for you too..." She said after a few moments of silence.
"That's what I said at first, but come on, if you're not bad then he's not giving you attention."
"He's pays attention to us. More you than me." She said matter of factly.
"Kareena, he's pays attention to me because we're friends, or I thought we were. But you know I get attached so easiy. He should have never kissed me because now it's gonna be awkward. You have Sammy so it's reasonable to for him not to pay so much attention to you."
"I don't know Chy, maybe you should really sit down and talk to him because guys like Trey don't know how to talk and actually listen to what someone is telling them." I plopped back on my bed and sighed loudly. "Kareena what am I gonna do?"
"Get the fuck up and go talk to him! You sittin' here whinin' like a little bitch about something that you can control! Got get him!" Now most people would be offended at what Kareena said but me, I'm so used to her being so blunt that it didn't even bother me.
"It's not that easy Reena, I can't just go to his house and say 'Trélin, I wanna be with you. Please be with me.' You know how stupid I would look?"
"Cheyenne, the fact that he even allows you to call him Trélin shows you that he has a different type of relationship. He doesn't let anybody call him by his government. Most people would be so so hype that he kissed them but no not Cheyenne Savoy. You gotta be the one to over think the shit! If you don't just fuck him and claim his ass!" She laughed.
"I'm not about to be another fuck buddy Kay. I don't know what I'm gonna do but whatever I'm doing, Trey's gonna need to figure his shit out. Okay let's go to the mall, I need to do some therapy shopping." I grabbed my shoes and my phone and headed to Corey's room.
"Corey, can I have some money. I need some therapy shopping." I pretended to whine and gave him my best pouty lip.
"How much?" He asked still looking at his phone.
"4?" I asked hoping he would agree.
He got up and walked to his closet and handed me five hundred dollar bills. "The extra hundred is just in case you see something for me."
"Thanks boobug!" I said using the nickname that I've called him ever since we we could talk.
"Does Kay need money?"
"Kay? You need some money?" I asked Kareena.
"Um, if you're offering I'll take what ever you'll give, shit money is money!" Corey handed her $250 and we headed off to the mall.
Once we were walking around the mall, we went straight to Footlocker and I bought a pair of the new 13's for me and I got Corey a pair too. Sammy was working today so he gave us a discount. So I only ended up paying for my shoes.After Footlocker, I went into Michael Kors and got an all black Hamilton bag that was on sale. Kareena wanted to shop for clothes so we headed to H&M and we went all out. I threw a couple items in for Corey too. Our last stores were Nordstrom's and Mac, where I bought a pair of Bailey Bows in chestnut and a pair of sand colored slippers. Kareena got a pair of tall boots and we each got the new Mac lipstick that came out today.
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Left on the Floor
Teen FictionAt Hanson High, you had the normal cliques that were soon developed in high school. At Hanson everybody wanted to be known by the Hanson Hawks basketball team. Some called them the Hanson Boys. Girls would kill to get in the bed with one of them. Gu...