Chanel and DeVonte have been best friends since fourth grade but when they enter high school, unexpected feelings and other people threaten their tight bond relationship. Can Chanel and DeVonte keep their long time friendship the same or will it all...
~Chanel's POV~ This n**** must think I'm stupid. "Baby I would never, baby you changed me," I mock him as I get out of bed to get my day started.
Right now it's 2 pm, yes I wake up late. It's Sunday and I'm home alone because my mom went out with De's mom and Alia went to her best friend's house. Since I got my car back, I'm gonna go to the nail salon to relax myself. I get myself ready (shower, brush my teeth, do my hair, etc) and go downstairs to get a breakfast bar. I leave the house and lock the door behind me.
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I call my friend and talk to him on my way to the salon. "And then he said I changed him tryna suck up to me," I finish telling him my story.
"Don't you think that's what everybody has been trying to tell you. That this n**** been cheating sis," he says. "I know but I been stupid okay," I say.
We talk all the way until I get to the salon and I tell him I'll talk to him later. As soon as I get to the salon I get a call from my mom. "Hey ma," I say.
"Hey baby, I have a modeling event to go to later and I want you to be my plus one so find something to wear," she says.
"Okay ma, I'll ttyl I'm about to get my nails done," I tell her. "Okay and the event is semi formal," she says and hangs up the phone. I call the hair spot next to the salon to schedule an appointment. They said they have an appointment in an hour and a half ...
It takes about an hour to get my nails done and as soon as I'm done, I go over to the hair salon. I'm not doing anything too extra because I don't want to spend a long time here. After my hair is done, I head home to find something cute to wear.
I find this cute black dress and I decide that's what I'm going to wear. My mom just walked through the front door. She comes up to my room and I see that she also got her hair done.
"Maaaaa your hair is cute," I say and she laughs. "Girl, I know. You know your momma is a model," she stunts a pose and I laugh. "The event starts at 7 and it's 5 now so do what you gotta do to be ready by 7," she says and closes my bedroom door as she walks out. I begin to get ready and by 6:47, my mom and I are ready to leave.
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"Okay, look at us looking all cute or whatever," my mom says and she asks Alia to take us some pictures before we leave.
As we're on our way to the event my mom asks me if I'm okay and I say yes. I haven't texted Elijah all day and he hasn't texted me so I'm not worried about his cheating a**.
I text my bestie and put my phone in my purse as we pull up outside the event.
*Me: Hey, I'm so over Elijah but I gotta get my revenge first. Any ideas?*
~Chris' POV~ *SIS💜: Hey, I'm so over Elijah but I gotta get my revenge first. Any ideas?*
"Baeeeee?," Jasmine calls me from my room. I'm downstairs playing the game with DeVonte and I pause it. "Ouuu look at my babygirl looking all fine," I say as I walk into my room.
"Boy, stop playing," she rolls her eyes and picks up my phone and shows me the screen.
"Baeee? You still talk to Chanel?," Jasmine questions. "Yes baby that's my homegirl right there. What did you expect me to do?," I ask.
"FORGET HER," she exclaims. "Baby, chill she still my friend," I say. "But look at all the s*** she did to us. She wanna ignore us, talk her s***, and now she wanna come running back like nah f that," she says, folding her arms.
I sit on the bed next to her and hug her even though she tries to dodge my hug. "Baby she hasn't been a bad friend to me. Maybe she's been to you guys but you know we've all been a group since 7th grade," I explain to her.
DeVonte walks into the room and says his mom called him to go to an event. I tell him okay and he daps me up before leaving.
~DeVonte's POV~ As soon as I get home, my mom is already dressed. "DeVonte hurry up and get ready we already late. I told Michelle I'll be there to support her."
"Mom, what is the event for?," I question. "I know I just told this boy to get ready and he's standing here questioning me," she says to herself. My mom is so extra. I throw on an outfit from my closet.
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"Boy, what are you wearing? Look at me compared to you," my mom exaggerates. "Ma, Burberry is the most formal thing in my closet," I complain,
"Plus a nig-," I start but she cuts me off, "Finish that sentence and I will slap you all the way to your grave."
I laugh, "Plus ya BOY looking good," I say putting extra emphasis on the word boy. "You know what? It's already late let's go," she grabs her purse off of the counter and we leave.
"Now can you tell me what this event is about?," I say as she's driving. "Okay you know how Michelle is a model but she also has her own clothing line. So there's this show that her modeling agency is doing but she's not modeling in this one, her product is being modeled," she finishes.
"Is Chanel going to be there?," I question as we approach a red light. She turns her head and eyes me, "Yes, that's her daughter. Why wouldn't she be?" I sigh and look out the window. I can't be bothered with Nel right now; not after how she treated the squad.
