“Ashley”
So there I had it, the best guy in the whole 9th grade, well in my opinion. He had it all; he was sweet, nice, good looking, and the best on the basketball JV team. I couldn’t help BUT to blush, just thinking about it. I went up to Coach Carter’s room to change for cheer leading practice. I closed the door, but I forgot to put the paper up against the window, just in case some pedophile walked by. I took my school shirt off and put on my sports bra, then I took my pants off and put on my shorts. Come to find out, face was there staring me down.
Shit.
I smiled, and flicked him off. He laughed and walk down the stairs. I knew he had liked what he seen. I looked over and the whole squad was staring at me. I noticed one girl from mom my history class. Her eyes were piercing mine with envy.
“Got a problem bitch?” I said pinning my hair up.
She didn’t say anything.
That’s what I thought.
“Umhm,” I said rolling my eyes.
“Okay, in five minutes we gonna go over our half time routine,” The captain said, trying to regain her authority.
Everyone let out simultaneous OK’s and went out into the hallway.
I forgot that I left my books in my locker, so I jogged down to the 1st floor. There, I seen face getting some water. I smiled, and ran to give him a hug from behind.
“Guess who!” I said, covering his eyes.
“Umm, Rihanna?” he said sarcastically.
“Nope,” I said, taking my hands away from his eyes.
“Oh, it’s just my gorgeous girlfriend,” he said kissing me on the cheek. He’d never address me as his girlfriend before, so I just stood there startled.
“So, we’re exclusive?” I asked, walking to my locker.
He trailed behind..
“Yep,” he said.
Yes!
“Yay!” I said opening my locker. I got my world history book, and put it in my book bag.
He grabbed my hand, and took me to the stairwell, where there were no cameras. Even though everyone was gone around this time. He picked me up and put me on the rail. Even though the rail was high, we still seemed to look in each other's eyes.
“You look real nice,” he said grasping my ass.
I smiled, and kissed him on his neck, whispering in his ear,
“why thank you,”.
“You look nice in your basketball shorts,” I chuckled.
“You look nice in your basketball shorts,” I chuckled.
He laughed and said,”Hahah thanks.”
He then kissed me. His lips met my lips and his tongue met my tongue. He put his hand up my sports bra and cuffed my breast.
“Damn.”
He then put his hand down my shorts, but I stopped him.
He looked up confused,” What’s wrong?”
“I just think we’re moving too fast.” I said, as I jumped down from the rail.
We walked down the steps and to the concession room, where all the vending machines were.
“You want anything?” he said getting a powerade.
“You’ll get me a big texas and a pink powerade, boo?” I said, hugging him, and batting my eyelashes.
He grabbed me by the waist and nodded his head.
“You owe me,” he said handing me my snacks.
“What do you want?” I asked grabbing my book bag and closed my locker.
“You’ll see.”
We walked back to the third floor and I dropped my bookbag down in coach’s room. We hugged goodbye, and he gave me the ‘call me’ signal.
***
I plopped on my bed after finishing my homework, and turned the tv on to 106 and Park. My sister, Meghan, walked into my room and closed the door.
“Umhm, I heard about you and face,” she said, turning the TV down.
“Uh hefa, this is my room. Don’t you come in here turning shit down.” I said, turning the TV back up, ignoring the question. Damn, shit spreads.
“So, you are face’s girlfriend now?”
“Yes.”
“Aw, ya’ll gone make some cute babies.”
“Hahaha, you funny.”
My sister Meghan was in the 12th and she was the reason I was so known before I even came to Butcher. She was popular and alla that, but she had a bad rep. She was known to ‘homie hop’. And that’s what people characterize me as, but I’m not one. People call me Moosie, if they don’t know me. So if you see someone call me Moosie, don’t act all surprised lol.
Buzz buzz .
I felt my phone vibrate under my thigh, and it read face. He texted me first? Wow, I like this boy, I thought. Meghan gave me this look, as if she knew to leave. She walked out the room and closed my door.
“I miss u” the text message said.
“I miss u more” I replied.
I could tell this was gonna be a long night.
*i was gonna put chapter three up tonight, but im painting my room and i have homework to do so it'll come up later this week :)
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