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Getting through this day was a piece of a cake. I would be lying if I said I didn’t miss talking to Johnique though. The bell finally rang to go home. Now y’all know I don’t do right. I never go straight home after school. Me and Johnique usual chill but I don’t know now. Plus it’s a party at the Johnson twins house tonight. You know I’m there. I got up from my desk and bumped into someone trying to walk out the door. I went tumbling to the floor. Now you know I didn’t like this one bit. “I’m sorry.” He said trying to help me up. I grabbed his hand as he pulled me up. I noticed it was Phillip Bertrand.
Phillip was just a punk rock boy who had no intentions on seeing 20. He wasn’t one of those fortunate kids to have both parents. Instead he lived with his dad. He works a normal job at some store so you know there was not a lot of money coming in. “Do you know me!” I said dusting myself off. “Yea I know you.” He mumbled. “Just watch where you’re going next time.” I frowned. “No you watch it. You walk around like you own the place or something.” He snapped. I stood there and looked up to him. He was about 6 feet and I was only 5’6. “You don’t scare me.” I said softly. “Good. Now can you please get off my foot?” He said. I looked down and noticed I was standing on his foot. I could feel my cheeks turning red. “Sorry.” I said softly.
He shook his head and walked past me. I watched as he disappeared into the crowd. I walked out to the parking lot and saw Cornelius leaning against my car. Is he crazy? Cornelius what do you think you’re doing? Get off baby!” I said as I pushed him off my car. “Guess what Nesha.” He smirked. “You got a new ole lady?” I asked. “Ha.Ha. very funny.” He said. “Johnique wants to go to the Johnson twin’s house party with me tonight.” He smirked. “If you touch her I swear to god I---” He cut me off. “I will be the perfect gentlemen.” He smirked and walked off. I hate him so much. I hopped I my car and tried to call Johnique. No answer. I called again and no answer.
I just gave up and swerved off. I saw Phillip walking on the sidewalk. I wanted to swerve on the sidewalk and run him over but I can’t afford to go to jail. Instead I just sped past him. I pulled up to my mom’s law firm and went in. “Hello Nesha, sweetie.” One of her assistants greeted me as I walked in. “ Hey Mrs. Carter.” I said so innocently like a little angel. “Your mom is upstairs.” She said. I nodded and took the elevator to the third floor. The door opened up and I walked out. I walked down to the last door on the left and just walked in without knocking. I don’t know what I do that for. Soon as I walked in I saw her on the couch with some Latino man. They both jumped when they saw me. I was so speechless….so ssurprised….so broken. I just stood there frozen.
“Nesha!” My mom said surprised. The man quickly ran out. I shook my head at her and walked out. I always suspected my mom was cheating on my dad but I never sure. She called my name but I kept running down the hall until I reached the elevator. I was so relieved once I got in my car. I swerved off going home. I walked in and saw no one. GOOD. I ran upstairs and lied across my bed and cried. Johnique sat on the passenger side of Cornelius’s ride. He was rolling in a Mercedes Benz. Well his family had money like that! Sort of like Nesha. “So what college you plan on going to?” He asked Johnique out the blue. “My grades are going to take me to Howard University.” Johnique said. He smiled of course I know Cornelius is just talking to me because he want a quick kiss but since I’m not talking to Nesha I needed a friend.
“You are something like a nerd.” He said. I didn’t respond to him. I took that as an insult. I grabbed the rubber band that held my bun together on top of my head and pulled it off causing all my gold hair to fall low. I’m not gone lie my hair is supper long and pretty. It’s not silky like Nesha’s but it will do I guess it’s because Nesha is mixed and I’m just black. I noticed Cornelius was staring at me. “Can you stop.” I said nervously. I could feel myself about to break out in hives…again. “Have anyone every told you that---” He stopped right there. “Never mind.” He said rubbing his head. He pulled up to my home and let me out.
Without another word he swerved off. Not waiting to see if I got in the house safe or anything. I walked in my house and saw clothes all on the floor and dirty dishes still in the sink. My mom has been home all day and didn’t think about cleaning up?! I walked to my room and pulled out my phone I saw I had two missed calls from Nesha. I hesitated but I decided not to call back she probably just wants to say her sorry. Gosh I never met someone so reckless. Do she not know she will be 19 this month?! She still acts like she’s 16 all she thinks about is partying, drinking, and boys. I never once heard her say anything about college! She probably has no idea where she is going, gosh I wish my friend would open up her eyes. She won’t be living off of mommy and daddy’s money forever.
I woke up from my nap and looked at my phone it was 8:30. The party started at 8 I’m late just how I like it. I hopped up and took a shower I put on my black top crop shirt, black leather tights, red bottom heels, and a ripped red denim jacket. I adjusted my make up and put my hair in a messy bun. I look good I smiled at my reflection and went downstairs. I found Lena and Kara on the couch watching lion king. “You two are pitiful.” I said shaking my head. “Where are you going?” Kara asked looking me up and down. “Yea where are you going missy?” Lena asked so cutely. “To a party at the Johnson’s crib.” I said. “Don’t come back too wasted.” Kara giggled. “Kara what’s wasted?” Lena asked. Kara and I smirked at each other.
“It’s not good Lena. Don’t you ever get wasted!” I said. She nodded her head. I smiled and walked out the door. I hopped in my car and pulled off. I walked into the house that was filled with people from school. Jay Z was playing loudly through the house. I swayed my hips from side to side to the beat while throwing my hands up. I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to Cornelius. “What!” I snapped. “Why did you talk to Johnique into not coming!” He snapped back but I turned my nose up at him. “Boy I didn’t tell Johnique anything maybe she noticed how much of a jerk you are!” I yelled over the loud music he stared at me angrily and stormed off. I don’t care about his attitude my song started playing. Miley Cyrus x We Can’t Stop I love this song. I walked over to the bar and asked for two shots I gulped them down like there was no tomorrow.
“Slow down rich girl.” A familiar voice said sitting next to me I looked over slowly to see Johnique. “Oh Johnique I’m so sorry.” I said. “It’s okay.” She said. There was a long silence between us. “You’re dressed like a model as usual.” She laughed she had on a size too big Obey shirt, ripped jeans, and converse. Her hair was in a messy bun as well. “You’re dressed like a 12 year old as usual.” I laughed she giggled saying she hate parties. “Here take this.” I said handing her a shot she looked at it then looked at me. “Johnique are you drinking already?” She said disappointedly I took the shot I gave her and drunk it myself. “I only had three.” I laughed apparently Johnique didn’t think it was funny.
I stood up and started whipping my hair and rocking my hips to the beat. I felt a body come up behind me and grind. I was too busy getting in the mood to care who it was. All I know is Johnique was so pissed off that she got up and walked off. A arm grabbed me and pulled me off the dance floor. “Wow what are you doing Phillip?!” I snapped but it didn’t stay serious for long because I burst into laughter. “You’re drunk rich girl.” He said. I am not drunk and I hate when people call me rich girl. This girl was wobbling all over the place and talking about she not drunk after she got her friend mad by dancing with Johnique new friend who seemed to care for her at a moment then just played on her. Nesha threw up everywhere while guys was so busy trying to get her number like she was a celebrity when she was only the richest girl in the entire school with a beautiful friend.
September 13,2016 mind.” He said rubbing his head. He pulled up to my home and let me out.
I stood up and started whipping my hair and rocking my hips to the beat. I felt a body come up behind me and grind. I was too busy getting in the mood to care who it was. All I know is Johnique was so pissed off that she got up and walked off. A arm grabbed me and pulled me off the dance floor. “Wow what are you doing Phillip?!” I snapped but it didn’t stay serious for long because I burst into laughter. “You’re drunk rich girl.” He said. I am not drunk and I hate when people call me rich girl. This girl was wobbling all over the place and talking about she not drunk after she got her friend mad by dancing with Johnique new friend who seemed to care for her at a moment then just played on her. Nesha threw up everywhere while guys was so busy trying to get her number like she was a celebrity when she was only