Mya P.O.V.
Today was Friday. I've been waiting for the weekend for a long time now.
I wouldn't have school and I was happy. I did my daily hygiene routine and headed out the door.
As I was walking I felt as if I was being followed but shrugged it off.
"M-Mya can we um talk?"
I turned my head around. Standing right there was Justin.
He looked sad but I didn't care and I continued to walk. He grabbed my hand and pulled me back.
"Don't freaking touch me!", I spat.
"Listen Mya. I need to clear things up.", he said.
"About how you played me and used me like a toy?", I said.
"No. First of all let me say that Jade was lying. I never wanted to play you or use you. She just got jealous because we used to date and-
I cute him off. "You used to date her?", I said.
He nodded. "Anyways she got jealous and decided to sabotage what could have been.", he said looking down.
"Why should I believe you?", I said, "How would I know that your not lying?"
"Mya listen to yourself. You honestly believe Jade but not me?", he said pleading.
I didn't think of that. Why would I believe Jade instead of Justin?
"I'm s-sorry Justin. I shouldn't thought of that.", I said while hugging him.
He hugged back.
"I just wanted to clear things up. I want to be with you Mya.", he whispered.
I ended the hug.
I was dumbstruck. My mouth was open. I finally catched myself and closed my mouth.
"What?", I whispered.
"I know I know. It's stupid. Never mind", he said quickly.
"No Justin wait.", I said.
He looked at me hopefully.
"Look I don't know how these things work or how these relationships work and whatnot because well I've never been in one and I don't know much about this but I don't know I just keep talking-
He cut me off and kissed me gently on the lips passionately. When we broke apart I breathed silently.
"That was the perfect way of telling me to shut up.", I said softly.
He laughed. He put his arm around my shoulder and we walked into the school together. I was lucky to have him. I just hoped he felt the same.
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