Rekindled | Teen Fiction.

chapter six.

P A I G I O N.

I returned home after an hour of hanging with Ariel. I fall back on my bed, turning on my phone as I checked a text from Jakobe. I'm excited about us hanging out. I know it's already late but, I wish it was the next day.

I put my phone down and got up, walking out my room to my mother's that was at the end of the hall. Her TV was on and she's watching an episode of Living Single. This is me and her favorite show. I watched ever since I was a baby.

"Hey mommy." I greeted, sitting on the edge of her bed before laying back where my head was right next to hers.

"Hey, you come in here to mess with me?" She smirked, asking if I was doing that.

I giggled. She knows me well but, it's actually to be around her since I can't be on my phone any longer.

My eyes placed their focus back on the TV.

"Have you thought about what you're going to wear for tomorrow?" My mom asked causing me to look away from the TV to her.

"Nah, I should get up and do that now." I sighed, getting up from her comfy bed and was about to walk out until I turn around.

"Can I make me something to eat? I am hungry and I gave my leftovers to Ariel." I pouted.

My mom laughed and nod her head.

I mouth a thank you and ran to the kitchen before going back to my room to look through my closet. I want to plan early instead of waiting until tomorrow. It's what I do.

I open up the microwave and took out my plate that had two pepperoni hot pockets. I closed the microwave then ran upstairs to my room.

I can't wait to eat. I'm not that hungry just these are my favorite, especially if you dipped them in ranch.

I chewed on my hot pocket and got up, opening the door to my closet as I flicked the light on. I look around. I had so many clothes that were so cute. It's hard to chose.

Whatever I pick, I just got to rock with it.

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Z A D A. (pronounced shay-dah.)

"Girl, what's been up with you? Your sister told me you came in the house last night, acting funny." My best friend Kennedy asked as we were walking around my neighborhood.

She came by my place to kick it with me. We've been girls since kindergarten.

"Jakobe ass. Ever since him and that girl been talking, he act like I don't exist anymore. I been there for him even when she wouldn't pay him no mind." I explained, answering her question.

I was getting ticked off again just thinking about it. It almost seemed that he liked her when I am the first one who already had feelings for him. Niggas, man.

Kennedy burst into laughter.

"You still on that boy. I thought you pretended to like him cause he's smart and he did your homework." Kennedy thought.

"That was old, you making it seem like I still do it. This is now and I am starting to dig him. I wish he felt the same about me. That Paigion girl only liked him cause he glowed up." I stated and it was true.

Where was this energy when Kobe wasn't all that?

I rolled my eyes and flipped my hair over my shoulder.

"Well, I hate to say this, if he ain't feeling you then you shouldn't waste your time waiting. It's obvious that he likes the girl you hate. Might as well find someone else." Kennedy suggested.

I stopped walking and look at her as if she had two heads.
"The fuck you mean I should find someone else? I oughta whoop your ass for saying that, best friend or not." I threatened, glaring at her as I pointed my index finger.

Kennedy held her hands up and shrugged.

"I'm just saying, Za. I remember when you told me the boy wasn't feeling until you two were both freshmen in high school. I know I'm not lying." Kennedy shook her head, she is sticking to her word.

She won't budge to change her opinion cause she know I'm not right just like she is and I could careless. Like I said before, I was always there for Kobe despite what I used him for. I may have not been the best student but times changed and I begin to get closer to him.

He's everything I wanted and I would dare if that girl tries to take him from me.

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Do you think Zada should listen to her best friend?

Is Kennedy right?

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There's more to come!

Lots of love, Deanna/Dee. ❤