Changed For Who, Missy [black authors fiction txt] 📗

to get to know her, she isn’t that bad of a person though,” he sighed.
“ First impressions buddy,” I muttered.
“ Im sorry Ty, I know you heard what she and I both said, and I feel bad. Like really bad,” He said sounding sorrowful.
“ Its fine dude,” I muttered.
“ It’s obviously not fine,” He said sharply. “ Your mad at me, I can tell.”
“ Damn right im mad at you,” I said turning my head to look at him. “ but I forgive you,” I said shaking my head. I turned back around looking at the sky. “ Im still mad but I forgive you. I’m also disappointed,” I shrugged.
“ Disappointed?” He asked.
“ yeah, disappointed. When I meet people I automatically have respect for them, until they do something that loses my respect, and out of all the people I never imagined you losing my respect but you did, and you have to gain my trust again, and rebuild my respect for you,” I whispered.
“ I feel like an idiot,” he muttered.
“ You are,” I smirked. I felt his arms wrap around me, and at first I was froze. Finally I relaxed in his grip.
“ I told Liz that you are my best friend, and that we are close, and if she can’t handle that then obviously we shouldn’t be together,” he whispered. I leant back into his chest with my legs out in front of me.
“ What did she say?” I asked.
“ She was not happy about it, but she agreed to it,” he laughed. A smirk played across my face. “so, can I ask what’s with the sudden change?” I let out a sigh.
“ I… I wanted to change. I feel like I needed a change, but I don’t know who I changed for….” I muttered shaking my head.
“ Maybe you changed for yourself?” he questioned.
“ I don’t know… I never had a problem for who I am, but it just started to get irritating… everyone seeing me as a dude,” I laughed.
“ Did you change for someone you like?” he asked another question.
“ I don’t even know who I like anymore,” I sighed.
“ Everything will eventually figure itself out,” he said.
“ Eventually,” I laughed. He nodded his head, and we sat in silence for some time, but it wasn’t weird silence. It was nice. Relaxing. I closed my eyes, and then I held my breath jumping out and I pulled my phone out of my pocket. “ OH MY GOD!” I cried. Evian jumped up in shock.
“ W-What?” He gasped.
“ I have…. One hundred and two missed calls and seventy text messages!” I screamed gawking at my phone.
“ All in the past four hours,” He mumbled. I nodded my head, and went through the missed calls. They were all from Clay, Troy, Joe, Art, Gabe, Mark, and damn even Corey. I went through some of the texts too. The first three said things such as why aren’t you picking up your phone? Are you okay? She we call the cops…
“ WHAT!” I cried. “ I need to get home,” I muttered weaving my way out of our hiding place, and I jogged through the woods with these very uncomfortable gladiator shoes.
“ Wait Ty,” Evian muttered running behind me.
“ I’ll text you later Evian!” I called out, sand when I exited the woods I bolted down the street. After, running for about twenty minutes straight I got to my front door, and I stopped gasping for air. “ Oh god,” I muttered. “ Too much work,” I gasped. I went to go open the door, but it swung open and I was collected into someone’s arms. I opened my eyes and saw Clay.
“ Oh god Ty,” He said hugging me very tightly. I felt my air being cut off. I tried sucking in a deep breath, but I was being killed.
“ C-Clay can’t breathe!” I cried. He let go a little and looked at me.
“ Where have you been?” He yelled.
“ Clay im fine, geez” I muttered walking around him. When I was in I was surrounded by the seven idiots… yes it is known seven no longer six. I sighed, and went to try to walk upstairs, but Corey grabbed my waist pulling me back. “ Ah cut it out!” I hissed trying to get out of his grasp.
“ Ty, im going to ask one last time where the hell have you been?” Clay growled.
“ And im going to say this every time you ask, nowhere special!” I said.
“ Tereschia!”
“ Clayton!”
“ You inconsiderate bitch!”
“ You annoying little bastard!”
“ CUT IT OUT!” Corey yelled at us pushing both of us away from one another.
“ STAY OUT OF IT!” Clay and I both screamed in unison turning towards Corey. Corey put his hands in the air surrendering in defeat, and stepped back.
“ And you’re not even wearing any clothes!” Clay yelled at me.
“ Ah shut up why don’t yuh!” I hissed. Clay rubbed his temples and walked upstairs into his room. I turned around to look at Corey.
“ And what the hell are you doing in my damn house!” I yelled at him.
“ our house…” he muttered. My eyes flared.
“My teacher really shouldn’t be in MY house!” I hissed.
“ Teacher?” Joe asked. The guys looked back between Corey and I.
“ Oh he didn’t tell you? Well hey guys listen to this, this little mofo was my damn teacher today,” I hissed.
“ Yeah and I got to see your hot pink thongs,” he wiggled his eyebrows. My jaw dropped and all the guys looked over at me.
“ It is NOT like that!” I yelled throwing my hands in the air. “ I fell out of my chair!” I cried. They still didn’t look convinced. “ Oh whatever!” I cried walking into the kitchen. I heard someone following me, and I opened up the fridge and pulled out a coke opening it, and turned around and saw Art. He let out a sigh leaning against the counter.
“ Ty we need to talk,” He muttered. I closed the fridge, and leaned on the counter across from him looking at him.
“ About what Art,” I asked.
“ The kiss,” he said very quietly.
“ The what?” I asked putting my hand up to my ear. I saw his face go a little red.
“ The kiss,” He said louder.
“ Oh, what about it?” I asked looking at my nails.
“ I… I don’t regret it,” he whispered.
“ Why are you saying that know?” I said looking up at him.
“ Because…” I stopped him by putting my hand over his mouth.
“ Because I don’t look like one of the guys anymore,” I hissed. He pushed my hand away.
“ it’s not about that,” He said shaking his head.
“ it’s not?”
“ I don’t care what you look like Ty,” he said stepping closer to me.
“ I believe that’s a loud of bull,” I said shaking my head and turning away from him. He grabbed my arm, and I turned back to look at him.
“ Trust me,” he whispered.
“ I don’t know who to trust anymore,” I whispered back pulling my hand away and walking towards the stairs. I made my way into my room, and closed my door taking a deep breath. I turned around and jumped back. “ Corey! What are you doing in my room!” I cried. I putting my hand over my heart. “ You scared the living hell out of me,” I muttered.
“ I know who you like,” He smirked. I raised an eyebrow. “ Its Art…” He smirked again. My throat felt dry and I shook my head. “ Yes it is, I see the way you look at him, and also the way he looks at you,” he said wiggling his eyebrows.
“ I might of liked him before but im not sure anymore,” I shrugged walking over to my desk, and sitting in my chair.
“ Who do you like then?” Corey asked.
“ I honestly don’t know anymore,” I whispered rubbing for temples. I heard my bed squeak, and I looked up and Corey knelt down in front of me, and took my face in his hands.
“ Why you changing Ty?” He asked.
“ What do you mean?” I asked. He shook his head and brought his face closer to mine, and pressed his lips against my forehead, and then pulled away standing up, and walked out of my room. I sat their looking at the wall, and then I heard the door open again, and I looked over at Corey. He wasn’t looking at me but at the wall too.
“ You where beautiful before you wore those clothes,” he whispered and then turned around and left. I sat there, and moaned.
“ This makes nothing easier Corey,” I whispered. “ it just made things ten times for difficult!” I cried.
Chapter ten-
Beep! Beep! Beep! I threw the blankets over me smashing my fist down onto my alarm clock groaning.
“ School…. It is the worst thing ever invented…” I muttered rolling around in my bed. I looked at the clock and I had a hour to get ready. I dreadfully got out of bed, and walked over to my closet, and pulled out some black leggings, purple tank top, and a black sparkly cardigan. I put on some purple flats, and then walked over to my dresser letting out a sigh. I brushed my hair out, and out on purple eye shadow, and eye liner with mascara. I looked at myself letting out another sigh. “ I wanna go to sleep,” I cried. I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. I still had that girlish look, but I didn’t look so much like a slut. I went into my closet and went through my shoes. I pulled out a pair of purple heeled boots and slipped them on, and stumbled to the side at first. “ Damn things,” I muttered. I made my way down stairs, and when I walked into the kitchen the seven idiots where there.
“ Hey girl,” Gabe said. I looked over at him, and he was eating a apple sitting at the kitchen table.
“ Hey boy,” I said sarcastically walking over to the fridge. My shoes clicked against the floor each time I took a step.
“ Well at least I’ll know when you’re coming,” he laughed. I opened the fridge looking for something to eat.
“ Whatever,” I muttered. “ Did you take the last apple?” I cried.
“ Maybe…”
“ Dude this isn’t even your house! Go eat your own damn food,” I said shaking my head.
“ Watch your language child,” I heard Corey said. I turned around and saw Corey.
“ Oh shut up!” I hissed. I grabbed a banana, and sat down on top of the counter, and peeled the banana.
“ Oh eat that thing whole,” troy said walking into the room. I lowered the banana from my mouth, and head my head hanging down low.
“ I hate you all,” I hissed. The rest of the guys came walking into the room, and someone lightly punched my shoulder. I looked up and saw Clay. I brought my fist up hitting his shoulder. He gave me a weak smile, and wrapped his arms around me holding me tight to him.
“ You pull another stunt like what you did yesterday you’ll be dead,” He hissed. I let out a sigh, and