Chesca POV: So we were getting off the bus now, on our way to the new school. It was huge, and looked so fancy. I couldn't wait to go inside, and look around the singing areas. My favorite part in this place I bet. Music equipment. People were getting off with me, and I was with Whitley and Roc, not leaving her behind. Of course he was comforting though. Prince even changed seats when Whitley left just so he can get away from that. I don't know if he will ever have the chance to win her back with his bull crap. I know he will though. Whitley likes him a lot. Roc had his arm around me.
Roc: So, whats your talent?
Me: Well, I love to sing and dance
He smiled.
Roc: I can't wait to hear you on the open stage during lunch
I gasped.
Me: You can show your talent in an open stage in lunch?!
Roc: Of course.
I screamed, and jumped on Whitley.
Me: OMG they do open stages during lunch to show your talent!
Whitley's from went to a big smile. She yelled
Whitley: Are you serious?!
We were outside, out of the bus, looking around.
Gabby: Whats yall problem?
Jazzy:Ikr, we just got here Chill!
Me: You can show ur talent during lunch, the fuck you mean chill bitch?!
We screamed and jumped on eachother randomly.
Ray: MANN.. We need to go to the office and get our schedule
Gabby sighed.
Gabby: Kay! Lets go guys.
We followed them.
Whitley POV: So I was going to the office with the guys, with Princeton right by my side for some reason. Kinda felt a little awkward. Well I ignored him being there for awhile, till he couldn't resist, and he ended up talking to me.
Prince: Whitley, thats not my girlfriend..
I rolled my eyes
Me: So why when I go over there to apoligize that I made a mistake to you, you guys smooching all up on eachother?
Prince: It wasn't like what we had.
Me: Oh yeah, friends kiss all the time. Shit... friends with benefits. Fuck that. We didn't have shit!
I went inside the office, with Prince having his arms out like a dumn ass. I ignored that though. He stay thinking I'm so easy. There was a old white wrinkly woman in the front desk. She was giving out our schedules with our names on it. She was smiling, but I know she had a evil side of her somewhere.
Lady: Hello, welcome to Blake High. I'm the principal, Mrs.Hart.
I heard Jazzy mumble, ''mrs my ass.''
Chesca giggled. We all got our schedules, and compared them with eachother.
Prince walked towards me like we were all good.
Prince:What classes do you have?
I looked away.
Me: Fortunately, nothing with you.
I fake smiled, and he took my schedule out of my hands.
Me:Hey!
I was about ready to swing on that afro puff, until he said something I didn't want to hear, but in a way I did.
