They call me BB aka Boy Buffy13

....The bell rung and the only people left in the class were Mr. Ward, Kemisha, me and some girl trying to “make the grade” by sitting in the chair next to Mr. Ward seat just low enough for him to see down her shirt. “Come on boy?” Kemisha quickly reminded me why I was still there as she stood up leading me out of the class. Even thou Kemisha had major bitch qualities she had also always been a really good friend to those she knew where real and even thou she acted all ghetto she was very smart and would do great things (Once she got over the HS popularity thing). Kemisha wasn’t just smart she was beautiful Chocolate in every since of the word (kind of like Kelly Rowland of Destiny’s Child) and a face to match which was always on point despite all the fights she got in (mostly cause she won them hoes). She always had her hair done unlike most of the "nappy headed hoes" in my school who got by having a fat ass or big titties. Kemisha had the total package as far as looks went the only things i hated was she was so damn messy, and over sexed(which both of whom i had recently been and now about to be). From the way things looked I was about to become another victim of  her big ass mouth. She had found out what was going on in whatever it was Chris had wrote down which she still had in her hand (almost for dear life) tight. At first I was going to lie but I knew she was to smart for that, if I did it would insult her and surely have my business out there (for the time being forgetting about anyone else). After I told her in a condensed version what was going on I started to feel bad for Chris, Byrd, and yes even Brandon. If for what ever reason she decided to be messy I could just deny to everyone else once I got the letter back and to the boys(once I was on speaking terms with them all) just blame Chris. I could say she picked it up and read it out loud or something like that. I hated to put everyone under the bus but high school was hard enough if this got out it would never be the same at least if all of them were in it to I wouldn’t be alone(and yes now that I look at it that was fucked up but in HS everyone did some fucked up shit). We kept walking threw the halls in silence even thou I was done explaining what happened for a while now. “Here” she said as she turned down a hallway leading to the stairwell. “Met me at my car after lunch” was the last thing she said before disappearing behind the now closed double doors that lead to the stairs. “Shit!!!…Fuck!!!…Damn it!!!” was the only words I could think to say after fucking up my HS career right along with 2 once good friends and Brandon. “Shit!!!....Fuck!!!...Damn it!!!” was said aloud this time as I finally read the letter for the first time since Kemisha got her hands on it.

 

….yo wut up nigga Byrd said he want u to met him in the locker room afta skool

u niggas need 2 fix this shit between yall I miss hanging out wit u nigga

Brandon dumb ass told me to tell it was big and tasty….lol. get at cha boi….

 

 

“huh???” I said aloud this shit don’t say shit. The letter only left a million questions in my head the main one being “What the fuck?”  Kemisha played my as like a fucking fettle acting all shocked and shit. I was so pissed at myself at how I showed my true colors and told everybody business like that (snitchin ass). Then all of a sudden I got to thinking again if the letter didn’t say shit incrementing (except the big and tasty shit which could have meant anything coming from Brandon to a outsider) then what made her just assume it was some “fag shit”…..