The Girl Next Door

~15~

"What the hells going on?" The coach asks, stepping between the both of us.

I continue staring Britteny down, not daring to flinch.

"Notin' coach," I reply, smirking.

"Mhm, ya know what? Both of you, hit the showers. Another outburst from either of you, we'll see if anyone else can take your spot."

I roll my eyes and follow Britteny to the locker room. A word is not exchanged, and I am grateful for that. Wouldn't have to hospitalize someone else...

As soon as we turn the corner and walk into the locker room, I am once again greeted by pure nakedness. I gotta get used to this...

I shake my head and continue walking through the locker room, my head low.

"Wassup, Nika?" I hear Britteny's voice ask. I look up and see that Britteny and Onika are against Onika's locker.

Onika has a flushed expression across her face and I watch with my mouth slightly ajar as Britteny licks her lips, fixes her dreadlocks and stares down at Onika's half dressed body.

"I kinda thought you woulda called me after... You know..." Britteny drifts off, her right hand pushing a couple of Onika's stray hairs out of her face. Onika responds by blushing and shifting her legs.

You know? What the fuck is you know? And why the fuck is she touching Onika like that?

Onika starts to say something, but before she can, I rush Britteny and shove her as hard as I can, making her lose her balance and fall to the floor.

"Yo, bruh. Wha' ya doin' touchin' mah gal?" I ask, standing over her. I can tell she was surprised because she was never the little person in the situation, so I take full advantage to that as she slowly stands up.

"Robyn. Robyn..." Onika whispers beside me. I totally ignore her, ready for Britteny to make one wrong move so I can bust her in her ugly ass face.

"Your girl?" Britteny says, walking to me while holding her ribs. I must've did something right there... Looks like she's hurt.

"Robyn. Britteny. Please stop. Everyone is watching," Onika whispers beside me.

I quickly turn around and sure enough, everyone is looking at us, whispering amongst themselves.

I focus my attention back on Britteny and shake my head.

"Ya nah even wort' it. Move," I say, motioning her away.

Britteny rolls her eyes and pushes past me.

I turn around and watch as she whispers something to Onika that has her blushing mad hard.

"Wha' tha fuck I jus say?!" I ask, anger quickly flowing into my veins.

Britteny just chuckles and swaggers over to one of the showers. As soon as she does, everyone, seeing there wasn't going to be a fight, continues doing what they were doing.

I turn to face Onika, who's face is a light shade of pink,"why ya been ignorin' meh?"

She shrugs,"I don't know what you're talking about."

I furrow my brows,"so, ya mean to tell meh that ya ain' been avoidin' meh all week? Wha's up wit ya?"

Onika huffs,"nothin', Robyn. You buggin'."

I chuckle, taking a step closer to her,"so, I'm buggin' now?"

"Robyn, back off. Here comes your girlfriend."