CHAPTER THREE

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"Scared to show the real me. I've been hiding behind the lies, had you all thinking that I was alright. The lies- they cave me in. Inside a dark tunnel trying to find my way to the light. But the lies- they have me surrounded. They have me completely boxed in."

It's been three maybe four weeks since that thing with Chinky happened and I haven't seen him since. From what I was told this Breezy kid hasn't been coming either. So maybe its just a big coincidence that the both of them stopped visiting at the same time and hasn't been back for the same amount of time. Either that or they're friends... Ima go with coincidence scenario.

But maybe Chinky hasn't came back because of what I did, but I mean damn, it wasnt that bad. From his outer appearance I'm pretty positive he got hoes that could take care of his lu problem, yah feel me? Of course you do. I'm kind of worried about him on the low, although I don't really know him-personally, I still hope he's alright.

Right about now it's Thursday and I'm getting ready to go out with Meka.

I lotion up and got dress, afterwards I sat at my vanity and applied some eyeliner and mascara. When I got a text from Meek telling me that she was ready, I slipped on my converses and grabbed my black MK crossover bag. After I made sure I had everything I needed I made my way downstairs.

"Kiyah is that you?" My mother yelled from the kitchen. I made way towards her and kissed her cheek.

"Yeah ma, but I'm bout to head out tho."

"Alright, be safe." She said continuing to cook. I told her to text or call me if she needed anything and grabbed a bottle of Apple juice then left.

By the time I made it to Meka house which took like five minutes, she was already out the door.

"You better be glad I had just walked out the door." She said hugging me after she got in.

"Whatever." I said hooking my phone up to the radio.

"So what are we doing?" Meek asked while on her phone.

"I'm not sure. I was thinking maybe going to the mall and then out to eat or something."

"That's cool with me sweetcheeks."

I looked at her like she was crazy asf. "Don't you ever in yo life call me that again."

"Whatever sweetcheeks." She said sticking her tongue out.

I shook my head. "If you ain't gone put that tongue to work you can put that shit back in yo mouth babygirl." She gave me a look, but listened nonetheless. I couldn't help but smirk. I felt her starring at me as I pulled up to the mall.

"You can stop staring at me anytime now." I told her.

"Shut up witcho ol cocky ass. Just wait on it."

"Whatever. Come on, its time to shop." I smiled getting out the car.

We walked and shopped around for a bit before we decided to take out bags to the car. We made our way back inside the mall and to the food court. We got our food and I made sure I got myself a mango smoothie from Annie's.

"Do we have to work tonight?" Meka asked.

"Yeah, but I honestly don't feel like going in. Too much drama for me."

"True. Its crazy how we have separate dressing rooms away from everybody else, but they still find a way to be aggy as hell."

"I'm saying. They just mad that we don't have to be a stripper naked dancer begging for somebody to wife us." After I said that I was weak even though I was the only one laughing.

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