ONIKA'S POV"Nika hurry up" My best friend Beyoncé says walking up the stairs with me lagging behind, as we climb our way to the roof of the building to go to our hangout. It's something we've been doing since we were around 14 years old. So for about 2 1/2 years we'd go to the roof top and look at the view. I was blessed enough to live right by the ocean.
"But my back hurts bey bey" I tell her. She insisted we bring 50 bajillion blankets in my backpack, so it's a little heavier than normal.
"You want me to carry the bag" I nod and hand her the hefty book bag.
We finally make it to the top and I take in the view. I've always loved the view from the top. It looks out into the ocean and sometimes if we got lucky we'd see a sea animal, like a dolphin or a shark.
I turn around and see Bey unpacking the bag. I walk over and start to help. After we get finished. She pulls out a Polaroid camera and tells me to smile. I look over and smile at the camera as she snaps the picture. The picture prints and she grabs it waiting for it to develop. Once it develops she looks at it and smiles.
"What" I ask, unsure of why she was smiling so hard.
"Look" she says showing me the picture.
"Yea, what about it"
"You're fucking gorgeous"
Butterflies erupt in my stomach. I blush and look down
"Nikaaa, look at me" I look up at her
"Stop looking down, you're too pretty for that"
"Bey stop it, you're making me blush"
"I see that, but it's ok because it's cute"
"Bey bey... if I didn't know any better I'd say you were flirting with me"
Idk why I'm blushing so hard right now, she flirts with me all the time, but something about this time just- ...wait I'm not gay
"And what if I am"
She smirks and looks at me then winks. I can't help but stare at her, but the longer I stare the finer she gets. I feel myself get a second heartbeat. I start thinking some unholy thoughts. She clears her throat and I snap out of my trance.
"You like what you see" she teases.
"Tuhhh don't get cocky, witcho ole bald head ahh"