Biracial

Chapter 7:

Camren.

I've always known my best friends to have soft spots for women who've been in terrible situations, especially Jaxon. And knowing now what I know about Asia, I too have a soft spot for her. To be honest, I feel like shit for her. She, nor does any woman, deserve the shit she goes through. As far as I can tell, she's cool and I could see us being close friends in the long run.

I don't mean to laugh, but I find it hilarious, yet baffling how she knew and was feeling Shad for a long time. Whole time, he never paid her any attention. His oblivious ass. However, I see something there too. I don't want to rush it or them into anything though because neither of them needs that.

As I made myself comfortable at my desk, my phone started vibrating next to me. I started to ignore it due to my urgency to finish my work in a timely manner, but it chimed again, and I knew it to be one of three people. But I had my bets on one person. Trent.

To clear up any assumptions early on, I am no hoe. There have only been two people to ever have the pleasure to touch me and Trent is the second and current. He's more like a friend with benefits simply because I'm not looking for anything serious right now. I'm just having fun. And he's a cool dude, with great pipe, but there's a catch. He's clingy, so much to the point where I avoid him sometimes.

We could spend time together, just kicking it and the next day he'll be telling people we're together. Or he'll walk me to class, and seconds later be asking me what I'm doing as if we aren't in school. On top of wanting to text all day. Not just one message, but four or five at a time. Like got damn nigga, let me breathe.

Picking up my phone, I sighed. The culprit was just who I thought it was. I placed the phone face down without reading the messages, only for it to ding three and four more times. Sighing loudly, I dropped my pencil and retrieved the device once again. 

Trent: Can I see u later?
Trent: I'm serious Camren.
Trent: hello??

Camren: Don't know, we'll see.

Trent: U got another nigga to tend to or some?

Camren: You're not my nigga.
Why do you feel the need to question me?

Trent: U been mine since you started
moaning my name. Fuck you thought?

Camren: LOL you sound crazy, bro.

Trent: U must be with another nigga.
You really buggin rn.

Camren: Yeah, just stop talking to me big
dawg. You really about to piss me off.

Trent: I'm sorry, I didn't
mean it like that.
Trent: Cam?

Good pipe is not enough for me to deal with this shit any more than I already do. At this rate, I might just need to drop him altogether.

I silenced my phone completely and slipped it into my jacket pocket before getting back to the tasks at hand. I'd deal with Trent later or something.

Rashad.

Rashad: Wassup witcha? It's Rashad.

Chasity: Oh! I was starting to think
that you threw the receipt away.

Rashad: My apologies, I've been a little
wrapped up.
Rashad: But I wanted to know if you
had any plans for this evening?