~Monae's pov
As I walk in the classroom I can feel everyone's eyes on me. I don't look up. "Hello Ms. Jones, the principle told me we had a new student. You can sit yourself right over there next to Mr. Davis". As I'm look up at the class I see the fiiiinnnest brownskin raise his hand. "Right here ma" he says. As I sit down next to him all I can think is Oooh My Gaaawwwd. It's all over my face. "You ight ma" he asked. "Ian yo ma, and yea" I say in annoyance. "Alright damn no need for the attitude, I'm Neomiah or Neo" I laughed, "I'm Monae, and ion gotta attitude I just don't know you and you tal-" he cut me off. "You right I don't know you but I wanna get to know you. Ian like them other niggas feel me, just wait on it". "Damn, ight" I say blushing. "Here my number, ik you new to L.A so just call me and I'll show you around sometime".
*bell rings*
" I'll walk with you to lunch" he says. "Okay". He wraps his arm around shoulder. I look at him and smile. "What you doing" I ask. "You my bestfriend now, this what bestfriends do" we both laugh. "Yea okay bestfriend".
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Your Heart Is Mine
Teen FictionMonae is 17 years old, and is a new senior at Northwest High. A few days into her new school, she has her eyes on Neomiah, a fine brownskin who is in a relationship with Mercedes. Will she have a chance?? Read To Find Out
