Naive || k.j.w.
"You care about me still don't you?"
He rolled his eyes.
"You're so naive Makayla! I dont freakin like you bruh. Now leave, the guys are watchin and ion want 'em askin questions."
"But what about yesterday? You acted like you liked me but now you're gonna sit up here and front in front of your raggedy friends? What a joke, Kalin. You're a joke. I freakin hate you dog. Don't try and talk to me no more. And to think I was actually startin to like you."
I shook my head and started to walk away until he caught my arm.
"It can't be like that here, Kayla. These people wouldn't understand me and you."
"Oh I get it, you're embarrassed to be around me. But when you finally man up and stop carin' what people say, don't call me. Cause I won't be here."
I snatched my arm away and walked away, this time without Kalin stopping me.
*I write the way that I choose which is how people really talk. My apologies if you don't know what I'm saying*