𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 | 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢

15

sergio
september 2
tuesday

i rang the doorbell of janaes house like three times before she answered the door looking a mess. her bonnet was flying off and drool was traveling across her face.

"i woke up late," she stated, letting me in. this wasn't apart of the original plan. we were supposed to go early in school so we could go to the field in the morning.

janae was considering doing cheerleading after i asked her bout it and wanted to see them in action.

but she been in enough games to see them so i don't know . maybe she just didn't pay them attention before, but that's kinda hard to be honest.

they was some fine ass girls . and they know how to cheer.

"i can see," i answered as i stepped in her house. i liked being here. it was always cold and it always smelt like a candle.

like any type. well not every type it was never fruity, they were more like fall scents instead of summer and spring scents if you get what i mean.

we went up to her room and i went straight to her bed so i could lie there. she only let me do it sometimes because she didn't like dirty clothes on her bed but i was wearing clean clothes right now and i just came from home.

so she'll have no reason to kick me off. and i loved it on her bed, it was fluffy and warm and it smelt like janae.

"gio," janae called and i got up after just laying in her bed, sighing.

i went to the bathroom where we just stood there. she just stared in the mirror and i waited for some seconds before she asked me her question. "i want the wig off."

"take it off then," i told her as she sprayed something on the wigs top so it looked more like her own hair and then get a band.

well that's what she told me it was. melting the lace i think.

"i don't know if i want to though. but i want braids," she told me, getting a floss.

"get braids then."

"mmcht. you're no help. go find something in my closet that matches with your outfit."

i wore a white true religion tee and red stitched trues that i wore really low. i wore white forces and that was it.

and hell yeah my forces were clean.

i know janae had a true religion shirt like mine and the pink trues and bb belt i bought her she should have. i know she has white forces but i don't know if she laced them like mine.

i looked down in her closet until i found it. which took me a little too long cause they were all in boxes and all her jordan's and dunks and shit are in nike boxes.

"i'm relacing your forces okay?"

"aight go ahead. pass me the clothes."

i went to the bathroom to give her her clothes and she shut the door to change. i took the laces out and started to replace them when she came out.

she looked good as hell.

"purr period," i hyped her up while she gave me a 360 laughing.

damn her ass was fat.

anyways, she thinks i wanna be her so bad cause i have been picking up on her little adlibs but they're just catchy.

"come on let's go before we're too late to put our ballots in," she told me, getting her bookbag.

for every spirit week, we'd put our names in ballots when we participated, and take a picture. when we get called to go into the andersons office, we'll show it to him and he gives us stuff based on the votes.

and everybody votes cause they do it in homeroom every single day. yesterday me and janae didn't participate cause she didn't feel like to dress up as our career. but we did vote for other people.

today was match day and people would always join. either couples or friends everybody would do it. and the best dressed would get shit from anderson.

and i need some new fours.

"come on sergio," she urged from downstairs at the staircase. i took both shoes and ran down the stairs and somehow found my pants almost by my knees.

what are my bb belts even made for bra?

and my dick print was on display too. i was hoping janae didn't see that's kinda embarrassing.

not that it's small. that "jr" ain't junior don't play. but still i don't want my privates on display.

i pulled the pants up with one hand before giving janae her shoes.

"let's go gio," she said once again emphasizing every word and pulling my hand along.

she took my outside and then locking her door, bending down a little.

damn. i grinned a bit looking around. i cannot keep participating in these glancings at janae.

she's like my best friend. like i like being with her just like i like being with my family. and this was never the case with other friends.

so yeah ima claim her as my best friend but best friends don't date like..?

"bra you shouldn't have taken me to chickfila," janae told me as we walked into homeroom and it was already full.

not a lot of people were matching but our school was big and if you put that in perspective, almost more than half the school is matching with someone else.

"damn is that sergio?" darren's annoying ass voice called out, laughing. i've known darren for a long time and he knew well i wouldn't be matching with just nobody.

i wasn't exactly hiding janae from darren and other people but like i never told em the bond was deep in such short time.

we walked over to him and i dapped him up, sitting down by him. "i see you," he whispered to me smirking.

"its not like that," i told him while he stayed smirking.

it honestly wasn't.

"whatever you say. but if you're forreal, ima snatch her up."

i squinted my eyes at him a little but had to stop what i was gonna say because it wasn't like that.

but i did not want darren with her.