* Lyndon Heckard *
I woke up from my alarm clock playing Cinnamon Tree by Esperanza Spalding. I go to the bathroom and take a shower, brush my teeth, and put on my proactive. I put on some gray skinny jeans, white slips sneakers, a red Marvels t-shirt, my soda cap earrings my auntie made for me, a jean jacket, with a bunch of rubber band bracelets and a yarn bracelet. I walk downstairs to see my moms on the couch watching the news. We know it's gone to be chilly.
I grab a apple and an applejuice, and walk over to mama. You ready? She asked turning around. I nod my head and we head to the car.
We arrive at the school, and I walk inside without saying goodbye. I plug in my earphones, and start singing freely like no ones listening. People started starring at me but I could care less, I can sing my butt off. Ike walked over to me and wrapped his hand over my neck. I ignored him, and kept singing. Hey. Ike said taking my earphone out. Hey. I said putting it back in and singing again. Can you talk to me? Ike said. I feel like singing not talking. I said. Well you are. And you talk when you sing just with melody, and harmony. Ike said. I cut my eyes at him, I hate when he's right.
* Ike Henderson *
I started looking at Lyndon's lips, as she kept singing. I wonder how'd it feel to kiss those soft full lips. I know I sound stupid but Lyndon's so gorgeous head to toe. Lyndon started singing Take me away by Keyshia Cole, i'd love her to take me away.
We walk into the classroom and sat into our seats. Lyndon took out her poem/song/rap book, I look over at her writings, and she looks at me and chuckles.
* Lyndon Heckard *
Class started and I was busy writing poems about Ike. I might like him, but I still don't know. Ms. What's-her-name kept cutting her eyes at me. I Ms.-What's-her-name walked over to me and snatched it out my hand. She started the poem for Ike aloud, good thing I didn't say his name, but it's pretty obvious that he gone know it's about him, and so will the whole class.
He is the love of my life
I knew him forever
If I could call him mine instead of best friend I totally would
Ike looked at me with wide eyes once she read that. I felt so embarrassed. As she kept reading people were laughing and saying i'm in love
I could kiss the soft lips of him all day if he'd let me
At home I get lonely when your not there
Sometimes my mama says we gone to go out
After she said that I got up snatched it out the teacher's hand and ran out the classroom to the bathroom. I was so worked up about that, I was about to actually bust Ms. Logan up. I looked in the mirror as I was turning red. I walked out the bathroom and Ike was standing right next to the bathroom. I turned around, before I could walk in Ike grabbed my hand, turn me back around, and pressed his lips on mine. Of course I kissed back, his lips were so soft like butter. He placed his around my waist, as my hands were around his neck.
He pulled away, I love you more. He said smiling. I looked down and blushed. I don't even feel like going back to the class. I walked outside in the front of the school, and sat on the bench, as Ike sat down next to me. That was sweet. Ike said breaking the silence. Thanks babez. I said looking down. Why you in your feelings about that doe? He asked. I don't know. I think you knowing would mess up our friendship. I said. It wouldn't to me, I mean if I do date you, and we break up. I'm still gone to be your best friend. I knew too long for that. He said looking at me. I looked up at him, and smiled. Thanks Ike. I said hugging him, as he hugged back. But, I really don't wanna date you yet. I said standing up. Yet doe. He said winking. I rolled my eyes playfully and we walked back inside, as the bell rung.
* Ike Henderson *
It was finally Friday, and the playoffs we better win. Lyndon walked over to me, with a smile. Hey Ike. She said. Wassup. I said. You coming to the football game? I asked. I guess so. She said. What's wrong? I asked. I want a friend to come, not my mama. She said. You a trip. I said. No i'm a vacation. She said. You lame. I said. No, i'm pretty. She said. I swaer she makes the most corny jokes. Just stop. I said. Stop what? She said. I looked at her like ¨really?¨ Ok. I stop. She said. But good luck on the playoffs. She said. You gotta come. I don't care if your mama comes. I said. Ok love you. She said. Love you moe. I said kissing her cheek.
* Lyndon Heckard *
I walk into the house, and my mama had a girl that looked my age. She was wearing some gold skinny jeans, white rebok shoes, a black shirt, some gold hoop earrings, some mascara and eyeliner, red lipstick, french tips, her hair in a bun on the hairline. Nice outfit. I said walking upstairs. Hold up Lyndon come back. My mama said. I roll my eyes and walk back down. What? I gotta go to the playoffs. I complained. I know she's going with you. Since I know you don't want to be alone. This is Alicia, she's your age. Must know she's nothing like you, of course she doesn't dress like this, she's really girly like skirts and stuff. Mama said. What that gotta do with me knowing her? I asked. I'm just telling you. Cause you be letting your ¨friends¨ meaning cousins and people wear your clothes. Mama said. Ok. Well she can hang with me. I said as we went upstairs.
We walk upstairs into my room. She stands up with her hands together in front of her. You can sit. I said. Thanks. She said sitting. No problem. Do you have a boyfriend? She asked. No. I said.You should, you're pretty. She said. Thanks you are too. I said. Thanks, nobody said that to me before. She said. Really? You are though. I said pulling out my clothes. Hold up though. I said walking to the bathroom.
I change into some skull leggings, a sleeveless collard shirt, some red slips, gold hoop earrings, a gold chain necklace, and my hair in a high pony tail. I walk out and smile, Alicia nodded in approval. You ready? I asked. Yes. She said standing up. We walk out my room downstairs, and mama was sitting on the couch texting. Mama, we ready. I said. Ok. Mama said rising to her feet not taking her eyes off her phone. We all walk out to the car, and head to the school.
Mama drops us off. Tell me when the game is 10 minutes before over. Mama said. Ok. I said. We walked off as she drove off. We entered the field and the football players passed us, I looked at Ike since his number was 58. Someone caught your attention? Alicia asked. No, just my best friend is on the football team. I said. Cool. She said. We go to the concession stand and order a mountain dew and sour punch straws.
Lucy walked up to me and stopped in front of me. Excuse me. I said. Why didn't you tell you just had feelings for him? Lucy asked with her hands across her chest. Why would I tell you? I asked. Do question me back just answer. Lucy said. Don't give me commands. Second you better check yourself, white bitch! I said with irritation. Well excuse m- No, go away. You don't have any business just walking up to me like you my mama. So walk yourself over there with your otha hoes no whores or even sluts. I said. I saw the anger in Lucy's face, but trust me it wasn't bigger than mine. Lucy just looked at me for moment I gave her that ¨What?¨ face, then she rolled her eyes and walked away.
Wow, i'm sorry I was scared to help. Alicia said. It's ok, you don't even know what happened. I said. Well, can you tell me? Alicia asked. I don't were that close to the point that I can tell you everything. I said. Oh I understand. Alicia said pulling out her purple pink poka dot Iphone 5c.
I looked down on the field to see Ike throwing a fit as he was walking to the side. He threw off his helmet and he was turning red. Do you see that guy that's throwing a fit? Alicia asked. Yea. I said. Wow he got anger issues. Ashame, that someone's getting worked up for nothing. Alicia said. My best friend? I asked. He's yo-your best friend? Alicia asked looking at me with wide eyes. Yes. I said rolling my eyes and looking the other way. She don't seem so shy. She's killing my nerves. I thought to myself.
* Ike Henderson *
My coach tried to calm me down, as I was in pain and anger. I could feel my blood pressure going up. I swear I was bout to bust that fat nigga on the other team. He lucky the game over.
I got my crutches, as coach got my bags. Are you ok? Lyndon asked as she approached me. I looked down on her and just looked the other way. Ike, you better not act like that now. She said. I'm fine. I said. Whose that? I said. Oh you mean Alicia. Lyndon said with irritation, but I guess Alicia didn't notice since she was on her phone. What she do? I asked. She was talking bout your explosion. And I got offended cause she don't know you at all. She said low enough for Alicia not to hear, but loud enough for me to hear. Really? She can't be talking ugly ass. I said. We both burst out laughing, for reasons I don't know. What? Alicia asked. Nothing. Lyndon said. Ready? Lyndon asked. Yea. I said. Aye coach, i'ma go change. I said. Ok. Coach said as we walked off.
* Lyndon Heckard *
Ike walked out, still with a little stank, but I gotta deal with it. Ike, put on some cologne. I said. Shut up. Ike said. I started laughing, as my mama pulled up. Hey Ike, what happened? Mama asked. Fat bitch. Ike said. Mama started laughing, you need a ride? Mama asked. I guess. Ike said pulling out his samsung galaxy s4, and getting into the car. Did ya'll win? Mama asked. No. Ike said flexing his nostrils. Aww, well you got next year. 10th grader. Mama said. I know. I'ma try out or basketball. And Lyndon should do girls baske- No, I'll cheer. I said cutting him off. Yay, even better. Ike said laughing. Shut up. I said pushing him playfully.
We arrive at Alicia's house, and she waves, as we wave back. I roll my eyes after she enters the house. I don't like her, mama, never bring her over again. I said. Watch your mouth. And what she do? Mama asked. She was talking about Ike in front of me, after I told her he was my best friend. I said. She wouldn't do that. Mama said. You weren't there! I said high pitch. Are you really getting that defensive? Mama asked. Yes, mama we've known each other for years, no for life. I said. Well, i'm important. Ike said looking up from his phone. Boy you nothing more or less. You fam. Mama said. What? I asked with confusion written all over my face.
* Ike Henderson *
I walk into the house with Lashontae and Lyndon, and go upstairs to take a shower, since I stank real bad. I walk into my room and change into some basketball shorts, and shin high socks, with my shirt off. And I ain't tryna impress anybody. I walk downstairs, from the smell of food. Lyndon and mama were already cleaning the kitchen. Ya'll didn't tell me it was time to eat. I said. And? Mama asked. Couldn't tell me? I asked. Well I don't wanna walk in on you while you were in the shower and be like Ike time to eat. Mama said. I looked at her with a blank expression. I got my plate and hip bumped Lyndon. She hip bumped me back so hard, it made my plate fall. Nigga! I shouted. Aye you hip bumped me. She said going in the bottom cabinet and pulling out another plate, from the stack of back up kitchen utensils if anything breaks. Pick up your mess. Lyndon commanded. Don't command me, you pick it up, it's your house. I commanded. You lucky this is rocky floor and not carpet like half the house. Lyndon said picking up my mess. I was just playing, but since you doing keep doing your thing. I said getting my second plate.
Lord jesus, don't drop this. I prayed looking at the ceiling. I stepped over Lyndon and she hit my hand, almost causing it to fall out my hand. JESUS! I shouted. It didn't even fall out your hand. Lyndon said putting the food in the disposer and wiping the spot down with a cloth. Thanks. I said sitting down on the couch, and watching t.v.
Lyndon came and sat next to me, and laid her head on my shoulder, causing my heart to rest, and seeming like i'm sweating. I never thought that i'd feel this way over a girl or even my BestFriend! But she is a amazing, beautiful, smart, talented, swee- Ike. Lyndon said snapping me out my thoughts. Wassup? I asked. You still mad, about not winning? She said. No. I said. Oh, just asking. She said looking back at the t.v. And I can hear you chewing. She said laughing. You weird, big head. I said. No, just different in a special way. She said. I shook my head, and got up to clean my dishes.
* Lyndon Heckard *
I walked upstairs into my room and pulled out my journal.
Love is more
A love that comes so quick
Makes your heart tick
It might not be what you expected
But it came at the right time and way
You want them to say
I love you but it's so much more
love is when you stay with me even through bumpy roads
When you don't use me for the pants
When you go to the extreme for that one person
You don't want to leave them ever
You want to be in there arms
They understand your situations
When they give you best advice for your life
When they lead you into light
That's how you know it's right
Love is more than just roses
and pretty diamonds
P.S- If someone ever just gives me roses or some shit like that I'd go off. That's how you know your love is a pity.
Ike walks into my room, and I hold my journal to my chest. What you writing about? Ike said. Nothing. I said. Nah, show me. He said digging all up in my shirt trying to get my journal. Stop. I said hitting his hand. Show me then. He said. I never show you my poems or songs, unless it's not personal. I said. Soooo... it's personal? Ike asked. Yea, No, i mean-nevermind. I said. Now I just wanna see it more. He said tearing my shirt. Aye, this my tank top! I shouted. It ain't that bad. He said. I put the journal in my dresser holding my shirt. Let me see, cau- No your pervert ass. I said. What?! Ike asked. I turned my back towards him and checked. Oh hell mama gone kill me. I mumbled. I changed my tank top with a sweat shirt, and threw away the tank top. I laid back onto the bed vertical, with my hands above me, looking up at the ceiling.
Lyndon, you really like me? Ike asked. I don't know. I really never thought I would. It just seems fake. I said. Ike looked up at me since he was on the end of the bed. That's how I feel. You were only a friend to me. Ike said laying horizontal. We sat in silence looking at the ceiling, until mama busted into my room. What you doing? I asked leaning up. I want Ike. Mama said. Iight. Ike said walking over to mama. I rolled my eyes, and turned on the t.v.
Well awkward. I mumbled.