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My alarm goes off earlier then it normally does due to the fact that JaCobe is picking me and Labria up today. I choose my clothes which is a pink Victoria's Secret shirt with black jogging pants and black winter boots. I French braid my hair and apply a little amount of lip gloss. Today is my lazy day for sure, but I still look good. I wake Labria up and I drag her to the bathroom. Today she is having pictures at her school and she needs to look her best. She plops down on the toilet seat lid, and I start to curl her hair.

In no time I was done with her hair and I put lip gloss on her. Labria looks more like my father in the face, but she has my mother's curves. However, she has my father's dark brown eyes that were big and would make even the most cold hearted person's heart melt. I chose her outfit which was a purple dress that stopped at her mid thigh, and I put a purple bow in her hair. With both of us dressed we went into the kitchen to cook some breakfast.

"What do you feel up to this morning Labria?" I ask an almost sleeping girl. She wearily points to a box of Rice Krispies, and I laugh as I get out bowls out. "Cereal it is then." I pour us both bowls of cereal and we sit at the table quietly as we eat. My phone vibrates and I look to see who texted me.

Text Convo:

JaCobe: hey Cash I will b over there n 5 minutes. I will b parked @ the corner.

Cashela: okay I will c u n 5 then ttyl

End of text convo

Once we finish our breakfast we do our hygiene things and go outside toward the corner where JaCobe is suppose to be parked at. When we get there he is pulling up, and he gets out of the car to open the car door for us. JaCobe tries to make conversation, but we give him short answers so he just gave up. Labria and I can't help it, we aren't morning people. We drop Labria off at school, and that is when I finally start waking up.

"Thank you for doing this for us. It is very thoughtful, but you dnt have to keep doing it. I know that this is you going out of your way just to do this, and it don't want to be a inconvince."

"Cashela will you please just stop, I'm going to keep doing this. It isn't safe for a six year old girl and her pretty sister to be walking to the bus stop with all those thugs walking around just looking for trouble. Just let people help you okay. I want to help, so please don't stop me from doing that." By now we are in the high school parking lot, and JaCobe parked the car. I begin to get out, but JaCobe puts his hand over mine to stop me from doing so. "I will meet you at your locker after school to take you to your house okay." He removes his hand then gets out of the car. I'm amazed at how persistent this guy it, but I shake it off and get out of his car. I walk to the school in deep thought, and when Kiesha sees me she notices it.

"Girl what you in such deep thought for? I know you aren't thinking about a boy cause you ain't got one." Kiesha teases me laughing as we walk into my first period. Kiesha has dark brown skin with a matching set of dark brown eyes to match. Her mid back length, jet black hair is wavy and put in a high ponytail. She was wearing her cheerleading uniform, because there is a football game tonight, and a pep rally. She is on the varsity cheer squad, and she was good too. She has been doing cheer since she was four years old.

"Girl cut it out! I'm just thinking that is all, just trying to figure some things out." I tell her as I sit down in the farthest seat from the front,and she sits in the desk beside me.

"Ooooohhhh girl tell me!!! The last time you told me that you were trying to figure things out was when you were about to date-" she stopped herself short catching herself before she said my ex boyfriends name. She looked at me apologetically then faced the front, and the teacher walked in. We started the lesson, but I wasn't paying attention. I was too busy remembering bad memories. My ex name is Matt. I hate him, but not just because we broke up. My mind drifted to our very first Christmas as a couple.

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