Don't Get too Close: A Billie and Brandon Story

8

It's been two weeks since the incident with Josh and the doctors said it was okay for me to go back to school.

Going back to school was bitter sweet because I missed my friends but I was nervous to see Brandon and Josh. I've been ignoring Brandon since that phone call and he's been nonstop blowing up my phone. I feel guilty about it but I think this is the best thing to do.

Josh is insane. He gives me a concussion then gives me flowers. Like what kinda shit is that? He's a cool dude and all but to be honest, he's always had this possessive attitude towards me since we first met.

When I walked in the school, I felt everyone looking at me. The bruise on my head was almost completely faded so I don't understand why people were staring so hard.

I go to my first period class sit in a different seat other than the one next to Josh. Everytime I glanced at him, he looked visibly angry. I tried to pay no mind but I felt the tension in the classroom.

Instead of going to my next class, I went straight to bathroom to get smacked. Yes, I promised Maggie that I would stop getting high, but being at school was just too stressful and I just had to take the edge off.

After I hit my first six polls, I heard some girls coming in the bathroom. Instead of freaking out, I just took my shit to another restroom and hit 4 more polls.

I took 10 polls so I knew I was finna be visibly high but I didn't really care much.

When I got to lunch, I saw the gang sitting there eating so I just plopped down next to Drew.

"Hey, you guys." I said drowsily.

"Uh...hey Billie." Gawa said.

"Damn Bil, yo shit red." Prince said referring to my eyes.

"Oh shit for real?" I said looking in my bag for eye drops.

"You wildin coming to school like that." Gawa said.

"I ain't come to school like this, I smoked in the bathroom earlier."

I glanced at Brandon who looked disappointed. I smirked at him to lighten up his mood but he just looked upset.

"Billie, you haven't been to school for a full day and you smacked like that?" Brandon said sounding annoyed.

"Okay, what is y'all problem? Why y'all care if I'm high now? You know what, fuck you guys I don't even care." I said dropping eye drops in my eyes.

"I'm just saying." Brandon shrugged. I looked at him for awhile contemplating a risky decision. Well, you know what that weed do to you.

"Brandon, can you come with me for just a second?" I said innocently.

"I guess..." he said unsurely.

I grabbed his hand and led him to that infamous storage closet that no one ever goes to unless they want to do something unholy.

I pull him in and push him on the wall and pressed my lips to his.

He gently pushed me away from him and looked at me suprisingly.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he asked looking at me with wide eyes.

"C'mon Brandon." I giggled , getting on my knees to unbuckle his pants.

"Billie get up." he said calmly looking down on me. Of course I didnt listen and continued unbuckling his pants.

He pushed my hands away and I sighed in frustration. I stood up and attempted to give him innocent puppy dog eyes which just made him laugh.