William Jamal Pierce is a 17 year old basketball player that attends Liberty High School. Tall, sexy, talented, and beloved by his friends and peers, he seems to have it all. However, looking from the outside in, everything seems to be going fine fo...
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I walked into Jenny's and I already knew where the bro's were at. They were always so loud and when I say they I mean Brayden. 🙄
I went over to the table.
"Wassup." I said, standing at the table.
"What are you fucking wearing bro?" Brayden asked, laughing.
"It's a dashiki, duh."
"But, why?" Danny asked.
"Because I'm black and I'm proud damn it." I replied, putting my fist in the air.
A table next to us were other African American teenagers. They joined in by also putting their fists in the air. Before you knew it, everybody had their fist in the air.
"This is cool. I wanna be apart of this." Danny said, excitedly, throwing his fist in the air.
People around the restaurant got quiet and started to look at him weird and make comments under their breath.
"Maybe we should stop." I said, concerned, pulling Danny's hand down.
Danny looked around at all the disapproving stares and looked back at our table with the saddest face.
"Let's change the the convo up shall we?" Aiden asked.
"Yeah, someone play some music!" I yelled out loud.
The restaurant that was once silent erupted with music, conversations, and laughter. Hopefully, this doesn't make Danny feel a type of way.
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LEAH POV—
"Please, God." I whispered to myself, hoping my car would start. However, with all the hope and pleading, it wouldn't budge. Instantly, I got angry.
Lord knows I didn't want to be here. I wanted to avoid William at all costs, but luck just wasn't on my side.
"Ughhh!" I gasped out in frustration.
"Piece of shit!"
I then, started banging my fist on the dashboard angrily, wishing this shit would have some kind of miracle.
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WILL POV—
"Hold on, I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick." I said to the table.
"Okay." They all said in unison.
I got up to walk to the bathroom, walking past the front door. I kept hearing this weird noise in the parking lot. It sounded like someone's car wouldn't start. I peeked out the door to see Leah in her car banging on the dashboard.
I went back inside cause that wasn't my problem and she wasn't my friend, but then again I'm not that mean. If she needed help, I'd be nice enough to lend a helping hand.
One summer, I spent it with my dad in Pennsylvania. We worked on cars a lot as a hobby, so I'm pretty sure I can fix this problem. I went back outside, walked over to her car, and tapped on her window.
She rolled down her window.
"Can I help you William?" She asked with an attitude.
"Wow, you haven't said my whole name since I've known you. That must mean you really don't like me." I said, starting to laugh.
"Whatever, what do you want?" She asked, getting aggravated.
"I saw that you couldn't start your car, so I'm here to help." I replied with a cheesy smile.
She looked me up and down, before responding.
"No, I'm good. I don't need anything from you."
"Come on, let me just help you out one time. Once upon a time ago, we were good friends. Actually, great friends, best friends to be exact, and now we act like we're complete strangers. I think we deserve to at least be cordial with each other. Now, pop the hood Leah." I walked to the front of the car.
LEAH POV—
I got out of the car and stood against the driver's side door, watching him get to work. Damn, even while working on my car, he still looked sexy. Something about a guy coming to your rescue, just does something to you.
I studied his face as he tried to fix the problem. He looked so focus. The vain popping out of the side of his forehead as he worked on my car....mmm.
I guess I could make conversation while I'm standing here. Here goes nothing.
"So, how have you been?"
He glanced up at me, before looking back down into the hood of my car.
"I've been straight."
Straight. That was a very bland answer. Oh well, it's better than nothing I guess.
"How you been?" He asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.
"Uh...I've been...well."
He looked at me again, before continuing his focus on my car.
"I see you're hanging with the new girl now."
"Yeah, I am."
I looked off into the distance. Grandma's words instantly hit me. Lee, you will never be happy, until you tell Will how you feel. Well, it's now or never Leah. I thought.
"Will...I-" However, before I could get the words out, he cut me off.
"We're going out actually."
"Going out?" I restated in a question, so that I heard correctly.
"Yeah." He confirmed.
And just like that, my heart shattered.
"Done." He said, as he closed the hood.
"Thanks...I'll see you at school."
In an instant, I got in my car and went home with tears streaming down my face.
I got home, took a shower, put on my pjs, and cried in my bed. I cried until there weren't any tears left to shed and soon afterwards, I fell into a deep sleep.
