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over the p.a. system calling all cheerleaders to the gym and she left .

When i got to the kitchen Chanel was already at the table sipping a cup of orange juice . I got me a cup of water and sat next to her and as i sipped i slyly watched her drink . I watched the way her dimples sunk in slightly when she drank ,i watched how she closed her eyes every time she drank like she was parched .

She sat her cup on the table " what ?"

I tried to play it off but i knew she'd seen me watching her " huh ?"

" don't play stupid . I saw you looking at me . Why are you just staring ?"

" i can't look at my wife ?"

She fell silent and dropped her eyes down to the table . I could she her cheeks turn a red color but i kept quiet about it . I mean , i didn't want to embarrass her so i just changed the subject " tell me about you ."

" there's nothing to know really . I sing , dance , i like to have fun . I'm like any other girl ." she said as she made eye contact but quickly broke it .

I didn't know what else to say . It was getting late anyways and we had school in the morning so i decided to cut the conversation short . She left the kitchen and went back to her room .

My phone started to vibrate in my pocket . I pulled it out and red the screen . I had a message from Tisha . She was this girl in our school , she was on the cheer leading team with Chanel too . I read the message :

message sender : Tisha

Cum c me :)

I didn't reply . I didn't need a reason for her to say i slept with her . I mean , i'm married now . Feels weird saying that ! I'm only 15 . so young . . . so damn young . I just deleted the message , put my cup in the sink and returned to my own room . I'd get to know Chanel in time .

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*Chanel-

I looked through the closet the next morning and found a pair of pink and white jordan's , tan cargo shorts and a fitted pink t-shirt . It was plain but cute . I also found a under wear and bra set to match .

After i showered , put my hair in a curly ponytail and dressed i went to the kitchen . Before i even entered a burnt smell hit my nose . I stood in the doorway and watched Carlos look at the piece of burnt toast in his hand in frustration . He shook his head and studied it . By that time he forgot about the pancakes on the stove and they were burnt too . " oh shit ."

I laughed " you don't know how to cook , do you ?"

He smirked and threw away all the burnt food " i mean , i wouldn't exactly say that . "

"i would ."

I pushed him away from the stove and made us some bacon and eggs while he just stood and watched . Once i was done i put the food on 2 separate plates and we sat down to eat . The way he gobbled down the food you would have thought he hadn't ate in days . I , however , took my time while he just watched me . When i finished i looked at him " why do you always just look at me ?"

" because , i think you're beautiful ."

"if you say so ."

He stood up , grabbed both our plates and put them in the dish washer " what ? You don't think so ?"

" i didn't say that ." i gave him a slight smile . He was cute this morning . He had on a pair of black baggy skinny jeans , a red tee shirt that read 'the definition on real' on the front , and a pair of red black and white jordan's . He had on his wedding band , and a iced out red watch on his right wrist . And boy , the waves in his head were deep .

He caught me checking him out and gave me a once over letting his eyes linger on my chest longer than they needed to . I rolled my eyes and said " excuse you ? My face is up here ."

He put his hands up as if to surrender and we both laughed " i'm sorry , i'm sorry . You just look -"

" don't ."

He stopped . I didn't want him to keep telling me i was beautiful or nothing . It's just a word . Did he see me when i first woke up ? When my hair was everywhere , when my make up was smeared ? When i still had sleep in my eyes ? No , so he couldn't exactly call me beautiful . We all had a bad side and if he thinks i'm beautiful during that then maybe he'll get the privilege to call me that .

" come on ." he grabbed my hand and we walked out side , down the drive way and out the front gate . The school bus was waiting on us .

When we got on i felt like everybody was staring at us even though they really weren't . It just , didn't feel right . Since none of my friends rode this bus i sat in a seat at the back of the bus with Carlos . I sat on the inside because he kept shaking hands with people .

" Carlos ! Wassup man ." That was Carlos's friend Stan . He had gotten on a stop after us and sat across from us . He wasn't a bad looking guy either but every time he opened his mouth i swear something stupid came out .

" whats good . Where you been hidin' ? You didn't even come to my wedding ."

" oh man ! That was yesterday ? I forgot ."

" smoking all that weed , i should have known it ."

Stan shook his head " i'm sorry dude . Look at this ."

He pulled a small bag of weed out his pocket and handed it to Carlos and he put it in his .

I swear i was about to tell him about his self " Carlos , are you stupid ? Give it back ."

He just looked at me and laughed " why ? It's just weed ."

I rolled my eyes and stood up so i could get out the seat " move ." But he didn't budge . He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me back into the seat " chill out , mami ."

" no , i'm not sitting with a pot head , now move ."

Truth is , i didn't want to move . But the fact of the matter is , i didn't want to be around any drugs like what he had just put in his pocket . I swear , people put stereo types on black people but when it comes to whites and people of other races there should be just as many .

He kissed my cheek " i'll give it back , okay ?"

He handed it back to Stan and i smiled at him . Before i noticed it i had kissed him but , he didn't stop me , he just placed his hand on the back of my neck so i couldn't move as the kiss grew deeper .

"dude ," Stan started talking and Carlos pulled away from me and for the first time looked like he was annoyed with Stan because i could tell he didn't want to pull away from our kiss " she's hot ."

I rolled my eyes . "stupid ." He's seen me almost everyday of the past year and a few months because we go to the same school and he's too stoned to know it . It's sad actually . I turned my head to face out the window and stayed like that for the rest of the way to school .


3rd bell : gym .

I hit the locker room , changed into my shorts and tank top and made my way outside to the basketball court . We always played basketball on Monday .

Evelyn was right next to me as we stood on the court and waited for the rest of the class " so how is he ?"

" he can't cook , " i laughed " this morning he burnt toast and i ended up cooking !"

We both giggled . " you're kidding me ! Mr perfect can't cook ? Wow ."

" right . And so far , that's all i know about him ."

" oh ."

I shook my head as some of the class made their way over to us . There was Tisha , Raymond and Will .

Will was really cute actually . I'd been crushing on him and we'd flirt back and forth from time to time but it was nothing serious . He wasn't the type to be tied down by any chick and i didn't mind . Raymond i saw kind of like a brother . Anytime i needed anything Raymond was the one who was there and i appreciated that . We were actually there for each other . Now , Tisha i couldn't stand at all . We were on the cheer leading team together and she was actually captain so she made what i love into hell . I did every move she asked me and more without a problem , and did them probably better than she could and that pissed her off . She knew i should be doing flips but instead she had me holding people in the air when that should be me up there !

I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist and i heard Carlos's voice in my ear " you know , them shorts kind of short ."

I laughed " so what ."

He pressed my body into his in a protective way as i noticed Will and Tisha both staring at us . Was it that serious ? I couldn't just stand in my . . . . . . friend's arms ?

The rest of the class joined us as well as the teacher and the class started .

The rest of the day actually flew by . It wasn't much . Carlos was by my side a lot and i didn't even mind . We needed to get to know each other better anyway and he was making it easy . He
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