The Lockdown

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     The next day, I was sittin with Asher at our favorite lunch table, when it happened: Tiffany walked up and sat down with us.

     Don't get me wrong, we always been coo with her but normally she sits with all her popular lil girl friends. Asher looked over at me and smirked..."Ow!" He said as I kicked him in the shin.

"What up Tiffany.... You good?" I asked her... She had a frown on her face. She still looked cute though.

"Im aight. My home girl just gettin on my nerves right now... What yall talkin bout?" She asked, stealin one of my fries as she sat down across from me. If she wasn't cute, she woulda learned today that Joey doesn't share food, but I'll let her pass.

"Im glad you asked..... We need your opinion; Which is better: Major Payne or Malibu's Most Wanted?" Asher asked Tiffany. She didn't even hesitate to answer.

"They both funny but that's easy: Major Payne. That's a hood classic," she says and I give her a high-five. I knew I liked her for a reason. Asher rolled his eyes.

"Y'all just opened up a big can of tough love!... Haters," he said and we laughed. "I got a harder one: Super Smash Bros or Mario Kart?" He asks her with a smirk on his face.

Me and Tiffany looked at each other.

"Mario Kart," we said in unison. And Asher threw his hands up.

"Bro, no way! Super Smash Bros all day!" Asher said, gettin all hyped up, which I don't get cuz I always whoop him in both games. "Either way, you'll lose," I say, challenging him.

"I smell a challenge," he says, taking a sip of Gatorade.

"Nah bruh, that's yo stank upper lip," I tell him and next thing I know, Gatorade was everywhere. Tiffany started crackin up.... Asher actually blushed and wiped his nose and the table off. I sneak a glance at Tiffany...

     She got that cute dimple when she laugh and her voice get all high and girly. She so cute..

"Kev.... KEV!" Asher basically yells at me, snapping me out of my daydream. "The bell rung, we gotta go.. lover boy," He said, whispering that last part and finishing his Gatorade. I decided to get the last laugh..

I lean over and whisper in a serious voice: "Booger," and Gatorade flies out of his nose again.

"Jerk!" Asher yells as me and Tiffany walk away laughing. I look back and see Asher wiping the table off.

"You're such a clown... I didn't realize how funny you are," Tiffany says and I coulda sworn she was checkin me out but when I glanced at her, she looked away real quick.

"Asher brings out the goofy side of me.. He always complainin bout how shy I get when I'm around y...." I stop midsentence. I just almost put myself on blast in front of this girl.. I'm trippin.

"When you're around.... me?" She asks, challenging me.... Feisty lil mama. I guess she does notice me.

"Yeah.... you coo.. I wouldn't mind hangin wit you more often," I say casually, decidin to play it coo. I stick my hands in my pocket as we walk so she won't see them trembling. I'm lowkey nervous. I don't usually talk to girls and I never had a girlfriend... Another thing Asher likes to cap on me about.

"Boy, stop tryna act all tight.. I know you like me," she says bluntly. But when I look at her in surprise, she's smiling again.

"Dang... why you gotta put a brutha on blast like that," I say laughin even though my heart is poundin a mile a minute in my chest.

"Because I've been waiting for you to admit it for years.. But you so dang shy," she says, playfully shoving me.

I give her a sideglance. "Ay girl, don't go startin nothin," I say, makin her smile again. We finally make it to homeroom. I go over and sit by Asher. Tiffany rolls her eyes and goes to sit with her friend that's apparently still gettin on her nerves. When class is over and I'm packin up to go home, Tiffany walks by and puts a note on my desk. I open it up:

951 559 2086
Call me -Tiff ❤

"It's about time!" Asher says loudly and I nudge him to shut up.

"Man, can you back up.. Yo breath hotter than Summer, smelling like hot ga'bage," I say, slidin the note into my back pocket.

"Shut up... you know you happy. Let's celebrate... at your place," he says and we both look at each other and say "Mario Kart."

     When we get to my place, pops is chillin on the couch, watchin Football and mom is sittin right beside him. They both love sports. "Hi, sweetie... Hi, Asher," mom smiles at him. She's always had a soft spot for Asher. My dad glances at us, barely breaking eye contact from the tv. "Hey boys," he calls out, keeping his eyes glued to the TV. 

"Hi, Mr. And Mrs. Smith," Asher greets them. He's basically like my parents second son.

"Hey, mom and dad... we're gonna go play Mario Kart," I say as we climb the stairs. "Aight.... Make sure yall homework is done!" Dad calls up the stairs. Dang! I was hopin he was super focused on the game.

"Okay.. You ready to lose bro?" I ask Asher with a cocky grin. He rolls his eyes and pops me in the back of my head.

"Nope but I'm ready to kick yo butt," he replies as we walk into my room. My room is pretty simple. I kept the walls painted white cuz I'm always changing my comforter and curtains, depending on the season. Right now, I have a navy bedspread and curtains, a desk, a dresser, and a nightstand by my bed. Above my bed is a poster of Kendrick Lamar. His music go hard.

     About 45 minutes later, Asher is grumblin about how I "cheated," Which he always does when I beat him in a game.. Obviously you can tell who lost.. and I walk him to the front door. "See you tomorrow at school, bro," I say, and he turns around and looks me straight in the eye.

"Don't come to school tomorrow Kev," he says, closing the front door as he walks out before I can ask why. I don't think we have a test tomorrow or nothin.

Why wouldn't I go to school tomorrow?