*Prince Flashback*
I don't know why, but I like her. The girl that almost put me in the hospital when I slapped her. She had help, of course, but she did most of the work. And that turned me on, I guess? I've been nice to her, trying to start small conversations with her ever since that day. We talk, of course. But when I asked her a question, she pulled me over to the side. "Why are you always trying to talk to me?" She had asked that day. " I'm trying to make it up to you, the day I slapped you." I had told her. "Look, I'm alpha here. You probably do know that by now. I can't keep talking to you all the time with these other people who want to talk to me, but I tell them no. I only talk to you because I rule this school, and its good for my image to be nice to the newbies. I can't talk to you a lot, I don't want everybody thinking that I'm showing favoritism to you." She told me. I was speechless. She was only talking to me because it was good for her image. "But, if you're trying to make it up to me, you'll understand where I'm coming from. Right?" She had asked me, searching my eyes. "Okay," I had said. I didn't know that she would actually hug me. She hugged me! "Thank you! I'll owe it to you, one day I will. I promise." She told me, and held up her pinkie. "Promise." And I linked my finger with hers, wanting to know how it felt. I didn't care about the promise; I was still in shock that she actually hugged me! I watched her ever since and was counting the days that I watched her. Twenty- one days. Three weeks I had watched her, I watched her talk with her friends.
Watched her eat.
Watched how she ate.
Watched how she laughed.
Watched her walk home with her friends.
Watched her go out with her friends.
I had learned so much about her, in such a short amount of time. I was jealous of my old best friends Roc, Ray, and Prod because they could have a conversation with her and she'd be real with them. She'd hug them, too. They probably already knew what she liked and didn't like by now. Here's my chance! She was walking up to school, her hair in a bun. She just don't know how much I loved her hair in a bun. Apparently, she hated buns for some reason. I walked up to her. "Hey." I said. "Hi," She said. "Can I ask you something?" I asked, and she looked around to make sure nobody could see us. "Okay.." She said. "Will you be my girl?" I asked, and looked down. She gasped. "NO." She said loudly. "You expect me to like you after you SLAPPED me, then JUMPED me and my friends? Hell no!" She exclaimed. "But, Isobel-" I paused. I was wondering if I should use the promise to my advantage. 'It's the promise I made you, isn't it? You want me to date you by force." She said quietly. 'What? No! I wouldn't force you into anything you don't want." I said ,shocked that she'll actually say something like that! "I'm not that type of person. I'm the type of dude that wants a girl to actually like him, not have her forced to like me. I would never do that to a girl." I said. " Yeah, right. Tell that to all the other little boys in school trying to force me to like them. What would make you different from them?" Isobel asked, crossing her arms. " I'm trying to show you I'm not like the other ghetto boys in that school," I pointed to the school, trying to make my point. "Yeah, whatever." Isobel says, pushing me away.
So I watched her again in school for fourteen days. Another two weeks of Isobel watching. Then I watched Roc ask Isobel out. And of course, she says yes. Two weeks ago, she said NO to me, but YES to him!? What. The. Hell! It made me so angry that the second Roc left her, I went up to her, and punched her in the face. I know I shouldn't have, but that hoe is just gonna do that to me? She fell to the ground, clutching her face. "What the hell, Prince?!" Prod and Ray yell, helping the little hoe get up. I run. I run away from them, and I go outside. I just keep running. I can't do this. I go home, and run to the bathroom. I grab the razor, and cut myself.
*Flashback ends*
THE NEXT DAY
*Isobel*
Roc wrapped his arms around me. "You look hella fine." Roc said. "Lemme see you." I turn around. "Damn!" I exclaim. "You look sexy af." I said. "I found the perfect place for us. Ten rooms, bathroom in each, big backyard, and a swimming pool." Roc says, swaying me. "That sounds amazing." I said. "I was thinking of when we move in that we can put in a movie theater, and a basketball court." Roc says, and I smiled. "I wanna see the house." I say. "We can go this weekend. Its in a good neighborhood too, and a private road." Roc said. " I'm so freaking excited." I say enthusiastically. "Me too. We're gonna be a family." Roc paused. "Not that we're gonna have any kids or anything any time soon." He says quickly. "Shut up and kiss me." I laughed and we kissed. He pushed me against the lockers, and we were getting heated until the first period bell rang. "Dammit!" we exclaimed, and run for our separate classes.
"Where you in the closet again with Roccc?" Prod asks teasingly. "No." I say, smiling. "Ya'll are so freaky." He teased. "Your even more freaky. I saw those texts you be sending." I smirked. He widened his eyes. "What you know 'bout that?" Prod whispered and I start laughing. "I heard about ya' good sex and long erections, Magnums for protection." I said. "Aw, Prod, you know those block really easy." Ray says, and I laugh. "Ugh." Prod says. "That's what you said last night." I say and hi five Ray. "Shut up." Prod says.
SATURDAY
I wake up to see Roc had texted me. He told me to wear the shoes he brought me and my Domo hat. I got ready and went downstairs to make breakfast. Ugh. There's my sorry excuse of a father. Its sad that I have to think about him like that. It's true, when mom left his sorry ass he turned into this living being who drinks and gets high all day with the local druggies. I quickly made myself breakfast and left without saying a word. I ate outside, waiting for Roc to pick me up. We was going to see the house today- I couldn't wait until I started my amazing life with Roc. He's the perfect gentleman, he always treat me like a queen. Not a princess, a QUEEN. He's the perfect king to rule with the queen of school. Not like Prince, who tried to go out with me. Maybe things would have been better for me if I was with him. No, it wouldn't have. He would still be the egotistic son of a bitch who hits girls. He would never change. Then Prince stopped walking across the street. "Hey hoe! Did your drug dealer dad kick you out?" Prince yells, and Dad opens the door. 'Who called me a drug dealer?" Dad asked. "He did, Daddy." I said, and pointed across the street to Prince. He widened his eyes. "Oh, so I see." Daddy nods his head slowly and turned to me. "Go get my shot gun out of my room. Its in the dresser." Daddy said, walking across the street. "No, what if you get caught and get sent to jail?" I asked. "Then I will be in jail. This little Mexican prostitute is trying to call me out! And he's saying shit that ain't even true?" Daddy asked. "No way am I letting this get pass me. That's the shit that I don't like." Daddy says, and Roc pulls up. I gasp.
A/N/ CLIFFHANGER!!!
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