How Tough Are You?

Ameera Knows Best.

Cameron's POV.

"How was it, baby?" I heard Aaliyah say, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Huh? Oh yea, it was good," I said while kissing her on her cheek. I wouldn't dare kiss her lips because I know where they've been.

"You seem out of it tonight, like you thinking about something," she looked at me suspiciously, "What's up?"

"Nothing, I'm straight," I said, lying to her.

Its not that I wanted to lie to her

or hide the fact that I was thinking about Majesty. It just wasn't her business.

"Well.. I think I'm gonna just go home," she said while grabbing her stuff and walking out the door.

I didn't even get up to close it after here. I was to deep in thought.

I don't know what it is but something about Majesty is so intriguing. At first I took it as just a challenge, to see if I could crack the "toughest girl" in the school. But now, its more than that. I want to know what made Majesty, her. Why she puts on this act like she's the toughest of them all. I can see right through her and I know that's not the case. Whether she wants to admit it or not.

Majesty's POV

"Man it's Saturday, and we didn't do anything! By now, we would be finally getting over our hangovers and feeling a little better, ready to go onto the next move. What the fuck!" Skylin shouted.

"Lower your fucking voice. You know I don't tolerate no disrespect in my mothers house," I said while scrolling down my phone, bored as ever.

"I'm just saying Majesty, we usually be acting the fuck up but ever since Thursday, our first day of school, we haven't don't shit! I know its only been 3 days but that's way to long for us man," Skylin huffed as she plopped down onto my bed.

I continued to scroll until I found something that would get both of us out of this slum. I looked up and smirked at her.

"What?" Skylin said, looking at me as if I was crazy.

"Its a party tonight. And we're going. Be ready by 9, I'm gonna have Allen come pick you up," I said, rushing Skylin out of my room.

It was only 2, but she was getting on my last damn nerve so I had to.

..........

I was laying on my bed, thinking of the possibilities of all the fun I could have tonight when my thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Allen!" I shouted.

"In the shower!" he yelled back.

I groaned. I know my mom was at my grandma's for the weekend so that left only me to go answer the door. I walked downstairs and asked who is it. I learned my lesson from just opening doors when Cam came.

"A goddess," the voice behind the door said.

I opened the door revealing Ameera, Allen's "main girl" and one of my good friends. She's a senior like Allen, so I don't see her much unless she comes over for him. She is aware of everything that Allen does with hoes, but she always says it doesn't bother her because they have an "open relationship". I could see right through her and tell she was bother by it.

Ameera was indeed very beautiful. She was mixed and 5'2, had what they say is the perfect body and great hair. She has a million dollar smile full of pearly whites. She had that brightest personality that no one could resist. Not even my mean ass.

"Ameera baby!" I yelled, hugging her.

"What's up, I haven't seen you in like 5 days," she giggled. She was always a ray of sunshine and I never got that, since she's gone through more shit than anyone I've ever known.

"Nothing much, but Al's in the shower so you can come in my room and wait for him," I say while pulling her inside & we began to walk upstairs.

Ameera knows everything about Allen & I. She knows about our dad & everything else. She's the only person outside of family that me or Allen ever really open up too. She's always been like, a second mom to me even though she was only a year older. It always hurt me to see Ameera go through the things she has, including Allen's bullshit, but she still seems to put on a smile everytime I see her. She's the only person I've met, just happy for no reason.

"What's the moves for tonight? Al's told me about some party," she said rolling her eyes. She only so often goes with us to parties. She says its "not her scene".

" Yea that's the plan, you going?" I asked her.

" I might. I don't know yet. But whats been up with you lately?" she asked.

"Nothing much but the same old.. Except for this boy that constantly thinks he knows me and says that I put on this 'tough girl' act and that he can 'see right through me'," I scoffed.

"Oh really?" she chuckled raising a brow, " Well he isn't wrong you know. You aren't a bad girl at heart, no matter how much you want to act like you are. Ma I know you better than anybody, and I know that tough girl ain't you. You just don't want your feelings hurt and that's cool ma,"

"I like how y'all just think y'all know everything," I rolled my eyes.

" Well you know, I'm never wrong when it comes to these things," she replied as she popped her imaginary collar.

" Yea? Well sorry to inform you but this time you're wrong babe," I said chuckling.

Al came in with a tall wrapped around his waist. He looked at Ameera and his face lit up.

"Hey baby," he said.

"Hey," She got up and walked to him and they began to have a full make out session right in front of me. I threw a pair of socks at them making them stop.

"Al, get your girl and get the fuck out my room, I got a party to get ready for," I laughed.

They started to walk out, but then Ameera turned around and said, "Give that boy a chance. I think he knows something." She winked the shut the door.

Give him a chance? When hell freezes over.

I'm in love with writing this book sorry for all these updates Lmao but vote & comment yada yada

-Shianne