Part 4

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*Next day*

Hensley pov

I sat down at the cafeteria table next to Hazel, autumn, and yasmin.
Yasmin bad 2 of her friends bianca and Chelsea there to.
I smiled to all of them.

Autumn: so tell us every detail(smirks)

I was confused to what she was talking about.
All of them was looking at me like I had information to a fight that went on in school and I was the news reporter.

Hensley:tell you about??(confused)

Yasmin:what happened when Bryson took you home girl

I rolled my eyes.

Hensley:nothing (laughs) he just dropped me off that's it

Hazel:lies on lies on lies

Hensley:what do you think we did?? I barely know him

Chelsea: so y'all didn't kiss or nothing?? Fuck maybe

When the girl Chelsea said that I looked at her.
First I didn't know who she was like that.
And she was deep into our convo.

Hensley:no why??

Bianca:word around the school and block is that Bryson till fuck with his ex London

I rolled my eyes as she said London name.
London wasn't just known but a hoe.
Everybody either fucked with her, or fucked her.
That's why it surprises me Bryson messes with her.

Chelsea: and Bryson so fine,I'm surprised he likes someone and only one person....he normally has all the girls on him and more

Autumn:why don't y'all shut the fuck up(mad)

Chelsea:don't be mad because we stating facts

Hazel:no, y'all bitches friends with London and making sue nobody get with Bryson other than that hoe

Bianca:we ain't worried about little miss pretty over there(points at Hensley) Bryson will never get with her(laughs)

Hensley:what that suppose to mean??(mad)

I stood up, and so did Bianca and Chelsea.
Right now I was mad.
I never said I liked Bryson but they putting all this shit in my head about him making me regret even being his friend.
I'm not trying to be one of his sides let alone one of his hoes.
If he has a girl he needs to leave me the fuck alone.

Yasmin:CHILL(steps in between us)

Autumn:nah you need to get your friends before they get fucked up

Yasmin:look, y'all all need to chill...Bianca and Chelsea go...

Bianca and Chelsea hesitated but walked away from our table.
I just sat back down, having second thoughts about bryson...

Bryson pov

I sat on the hood of my car, looking down at my phone.
I was texting peanut making sure he moved all my music equipment out my gma place.
I was moving into this motel this afternoon just until I find somewhere to stay.
I told peanut to take my stuff there.
I was out in the parking lot since school just ended.
Even though I dropped out I still come to see Quees and tae.
I came to pick them up, but I honestly came to see Hensley to.
Quees was waiting for autumn, and tae was flirting with girls sitting on the hood of his car.

London:you can't talk to nobody huh??

I looked up from my phone and saw London standing in front of me.
I just looked back down at my phone.

London:why you act like you don't want nothing to do with me?? When you know all you gone do is call me and ask to hit

I put my phone in my pocket.
I looked up at London.

Bryson:what you want ??(mad)

London:I heard about that new bitch you got....you left little mrs pretty for a bad bitch??(mad)

Bryson:watch your mouth....only bitch I see is the one in front me...besides she ain't bad, she beautiful...and why you worried about who I'm dating?? Even if she is my shawty me and you ain't a thing

I saw London look across the parking lot, and her frown went to a smile.
Like she has something tricky up her sleeve.
She looked back at me.

London:does she do this??😈

London leaned in, and before I could say anything she was kissing me, she she was showing off for a crowd.
I pushed her off me quick.
I stood up.

Bryson:Fuck wrong with you??(mad)

London didn't say anything, just looked at me and smirked.
Like she just did something bad.
I was confused to why she was smiling but Quees tapped me.
I looked to where he was pointing and lookers across the parking lot and saw Hensley.
I made direct eye contact with her, but she just shook her head and walked the other way.
I wanted to chase after her and say something....but then I remember she ain't my girl....so what's the point??

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