Brice p.o.v
This two timing bitch
Chris: we can talk after school if ya want
Alyssa: I guess
I walked up on them in class
Me: so this what we doin now
Mrs Samson: Brice sit down please
Me: nah fuck sitting down
I slapped Chris stuff off of his desk
Me: so you break up with ya bitch just to get with mine
Chris; man what are you talkin bout
Alyssa: Brice chill
Chris got up
Chris: yeah nigga chill
Me: chill my ass
I tried to punch him but missed and that's the last thing I remembered
End p.o.v
Chris p.o.v
I was in my room putting an ice pack on my right knuckles
Me: next time get a man that got hands
Alyssa: he wasn't my man
I smirked at her
Alyssa: so this Asia stuff-
Me: don't believe her
Alyssa: so what am i suppose to believe
I looked her dead in her eye
Me: I can't deny it
Alyssa: deny what
She folded her arms
Me: I do got some type of feelings for you
She started laughing
Me: see this why I ain't wanna tell ya ass..you always laughing and shit
Alyssa: I'm laughing cause back in ninth grade you ain't like me
Me: we was young
Alyssa: nigga we in 11th grade now
Alyssa sat down on my bed
Me: yeah Two years ago we was different
Alyssa: I don't believe you
Me; fine
End p.o.v
