A Geeky Girl in a Mindless World (Mindless Behavior)

Warning: Explicit!

Giya’s P.O.V.

Ever since that woman at the psychic shop read my fortune and freaked me out, thoughts about the future have been spiraling out of control.  Also, I can’t help but to wonder if the woman was serious about there being a girl who is jealous of me and wants to destroy me. The only one that I know of is Paris, but she’s not close to me. I know for a fact Jeneva and Tiffany aren’t jealous of me, because they’ve had my back from day one. The only one I would suspect of being jealous of me would be Bri, but I don’t see why. She has Prod now and it seems that she likes me. Yea, she’s a little weird and she acts strange at times, but I don’t think she would ever try to destroy me. Then again, you never know who is out to destroy you. If Kane killed Abel anything is possible. What creeps me out the most is that the woman said my name when I didn’t even mention it to her once.

Other than that, I can’t believe I chickened out again when I was about to have sex with Princeton. I thought for sure that I was ready, but something wouldn’t let me do it. He was too big and it just didn’t feel right when he was trying to force it in. I feel so stupid, incompetent, and unwanted now. Princeton keeps assuring me that it’s okay, but I know deep down inside that it bothers him. On Monday after school, I went to his house and cooked him some beef stew and cornbread. We ate and then I gave him a massage upstairs in his room. I tried my best to make him feel good, but it seemed like something was bothering him the whole time. He’s been acting kind of strange ever since Saturday night and I’m worried about him.

“Are you okay?” I asked as I sat on top of him and rubbed his back.

“Yea I’m fine.” He responded. “I’m just tired.”

“You’ve just been looking bothered lately…I hope it’s not me.”

“Of course it’s not you. How many times do I have to tell you that I’m not mad about the other night?”

“Okay. I get it, but I can’t help but to feel that something is wrong with you.”

"I'm just tired." he said. "I haven't been sleeping good lately."

"Well, hopefully this massage is helping you do that."

"Oh, yes it is."

 I continued massaging Princeton's back until he fell asleep. Then, I sat up in the bed next to him and watched Sponge Bob. After a while, I dozed off and alsmost went to sleep until I received a call from Tiffany.

“Hey Tiffany.” I answered. “What’s up?”

“Where are you?” she asked angrily. “I need to see you now!”

“I’m at Princeton’s house. What’s wrong?”

“Roc and I just got into a fist fight. He slapped me!”

“What?” I yelled. “Where are you?”

“I’m driving.” She said in a squeaky voice. “Giya, I’m so sick of this. Why do I always end up in bad relationships?”

I got up and walked back and forth anxiously as she cried.

“Tiffany, please don’t cry.” I begged.  “Everything’s going to be okay.”

“No it’s not!” she snapped. “I’m sick of going through stuff like this!”

“You can come over here with me and Princeton.” I suggested. “I’m pretty sure we can do something to help.”

I looked at Princeton as he sat up and listened to my conversation.

“I’m on my way then.” Tiffany said. “I swear I can’t take this any longer.”

“Please try to calm down. We’ll be waiting.”

Tiffany breathed hard through the phone. “Okay. Here I come.”

I hung up the phone and looked at Princeton.

“What’s going on?” he asked and wiped his eyes.

“Tiffany and Roc just got into a fist fight.” I explained. “She said he slapped her.”

“What?” he asked shocked. “Cut my underwear off and put it on a flag.”

Princeton got out of the bed and went to get his phone off of the dresser. I assumed it was Roc he was calling, so I sat on the bed and waited to hear the conversation. After a minute, Princeton hung up the phone.

“He didn’t answer.” He said. “Maybe I should call RayRay and tell him to come get me, so we can go over there.”

Princeton then called RayRay, but he didn’t answer either.

“Damn.” He said and got frustrated. He threw his phone down on the bed. “Damn. I hate that I couldn’t get the car today… I would call Prod, but I’m good on that.”