Prologue (Part 2)

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After finally getting into Joseph's car a.k.a his dad's minivan, I could finally breathe and my stomach finally settled. I promised myself I wouldn't let the sight of Hunt or the thought of Lolita tramuatize me anymore. I spent all of junior year by myself recovering from the loss of those two, and I did not want to do it for the whole summer or even a tiny bit during senior year.

They fooled me once, shame on them. Hell, but Hunt fooled me more than ten times, so shame on me now-ow.

OH!

OH!

TROUBLE TROUBLE TROUBLE!

Sorry, I had a moment there. God, I love T. Swift. Her whole Red album was basically the soundtrack to my life during sophomore with the whole Hunt debacles.

If you want to know the story of James Huntington and me, let's just say it was unofficial. Yep, we never dated. All it was was me crushing over a guy who I thought had a crush on me, but didn't. And luckily at that time, I had a best friend to depend on, to support me, to help me get at least a close distance to him when it was possible. Another thing was, I only had classes and homeroom with Hunt freshmen year. Sophomore year: none. Junior year: only homeroom, but I was getting over him at the time, and we only went to homeroom for the first week of each semester so really, it wasn't all that much of a big deal.

Lolita, however, had classes with him. She always had at least one class with him eversince freshmen year. Which led to stalking, or me having to walk her to class or me having to rush through the halls to meet up with her after class just to get a glimpse of him.

A pretty boy is what he was. Actually still is if you ask me. But if I was still into black guys, he'd be my first choice.

You see: James Huntington is the reason why I gave up on black males all together completely.

And you can guess why, you guessed right: he looooooved himself some white girls.

Fucking pig.

"Rizzo." Joseph caught me off guard from my thoughts.

"What?" I mentally shake my head. "Oh sorry, what did you say again?"

"I said that Kaitlyn and Marilyn will meet us at the town library in about 5 minutes."

"Oh, okay."

"Are you okay?" Giselle turned around from the passenger seat, "You seem pretty distracted today."

"I'm just... happy that's school's over that's all... plus I can't wait to hang out with y'all today."

Giselle held her hand out for me, I grabbed it and then she licked it.

I love her. I love her and Joseph. I love that school was finally over, and that it was finally summer.

A few moments later, a silver car came into the the library parking lot near where we were parked. Both the passenger seat door and a backseat door opened and closed, and two girls came out walking towards the van as the silver car exited from the sight.

A brunette and a blonde.

The perfect best friend combination.

Joesph pressed the unlock button of the minivan and the backseat doors automatically opened. I moved to the very backseat as the two girls came in. We introduced ourselves. Well Joseph and Giselle kinda introduced us to each other.

"Kate and Mary, this is Rizzo." Joseph said as he started the car and started to pull out from the parking lot.

"Rizzo," Giselle said pointing towards the blonde first then the brunette, "This is Kaitlyn and Marilyn."

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