Jordan's pov. I was at my house with Yasin talking about our drug supplies.
Jordan: So we don't got no new supplies
Yasin: Nah I'mma check again tomorrow though so don't worry about it
I nodded and checked my phone and saw that my girlfriend Clara called me
Jordan: I'mma see ya tomorrow I gotta call somebody
He dabbed me up and left
The phone was ringing until I heard Clara's voice
Jordan: Hey babe
Clara: Hey wyd
Jordan: Just got done talking to Yasin but he left so I'm smoking alone
Clara: Oh that's good
Jordan: I miss you
Clara: I uhm miss you too I got to go now
Before I could say anything else she hung up on me I just shrugged it off and went to bed
(The next day)
When I pulled into the parking lot at school I saw people running from all over to the inside of the building so I quickly got out
Yasin: YO Oliver and Clara fighting
When I tell you I never ran so fast in my life. When I got there I saw Clara on the floor and Oliver on top of her just beating her the hell up
Jordan: Sin help me break this up
He nodded and we went over and pulled them apart. Oliver had only like scratches and Clara was beat the hell up
Clara: This isn't over
Oliver: Cool bitch I will be waiting for you
Jordan: Yo calm it with those words
Oliver: Nigga let me the hell go I'll beat your ass too
I scoffed and let him down
Jordan: I'll like to see you try Olivia
And that's when he smacked the shit out of me
Yasin: DAYUM
Oliver: My name ain't no damn Olivia it's fucking Oliver don't test me you got the wrong one on the right day
And just like he was going to class
I just smacked my lips
Jordan: we gotta watch out for him
Yasin: yup let's get to class before we late
I nodded while we walked to class
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secret lover
Teen FictionA boy named Oliver (16) just moved from Georgia to New Jersey going to a new school called"Brooklyn High" everything is already a struggle trying his best to focus but what happens when he meets the 2 players of the school and get involved with his...
