my friends.â
âOh,â was all he said. I knew J. Love had no interest in anything other than us, so I asked, âHave you heard from Mynique?â
âI told you I donât mess with her like that,â he answered. âBesides, she ainât nothing but trouble. The way she flirts with dudes is gonâ get her hurt.â
âYou should know,â I said.
âHey, I didnât flirt with her. And Iâm just saying. Dudes donât like being disrespected like that and your girl is a trip.â
âShe ainât my girl,â I said. âBut whatever. If she wants to get beat up, more power to her. Not my problem.â
As soon as the words left my mouth, I wondered if Iâd one day be saying the same thing about my two best friends.
Chapter 16
T his girl is really ignoring me! I pressed END on my phone and tossed it onto the table. I hadnât heard from Sheridan in two days and as friends who talked to each other every day, that was completely out of the ordinary. The only time weâd gone this long without talking was back when we had all that Miami Divas drama. I know she couldnât still be mad about me mistaking Jose for Javier. Iâd apologized. Good grief, what else did she want?
Sheridan hadnât been at school yesterday and today she hadnât been answering my calls. I was about to get an attitude in a minute.
âDo you think sheâs still mad at me about Javier?â I asked Kennedi, who was sitting there staring out the window of my second-floor bedroom. Her being mad at me hadnât lasted long. Sheâd come up to me at school, acting like she hadnât been ignoring me, then said that she was coming home with me.
âI donât know,â Kennedi said. I so could not appreciate her nonchalant attitude when I had some real issues that I was dealing with.
âDo you think I should dye my hair pink and join a rock band?â I asked her.
âI donât know,â Kennedi said as she continued staring out the window.
âHey, what is wrong with you?â
Since weâd walked into my room more than an hour ago, Kennedi hadnât said more than a few words. She kept looking at her phone and pacing back and forth. Iâd asked her over a dozen times what was wrong. Sheâd said nothing, but it was obvious something was bothering my friend. She swore it wasnât Kendrick, but I didnât see how it could be anything else.
I had gone and picked her up because she was so down. Sheâd wrecked her car (her third wreck), so her dad wouldnât let her drive. If it wasnât the car and it wasnât Kendrick, I donât know what it was.
âI keep telling you nothing. I wish you would quit nagging me. You worse than my mama,â she said, snapping.
She made me stop in my tracks. I just stared at her and she gave me this look like she was really irritated with me.
âJust because Iâm not concerned with your little trivial drama about your fake friend, donât start tripping with me,â she continued.
It took a moment for me to compose myself, but finally, I said, âWhoa, someone needs to take a chill pill. What the heck is your problem?â
I knew that Sheridan and Kennedi really didnât cut for each other, but over the past year theyâd learned to get along so I didnât know what all of this was about.
Before I could say another word, Kennediâs phone rang. She mustâve broken her neck darting across the room to get her phone, which was sitting on the dresser.
âHello?â she answered. I saw her let out a frustrated sigh.
âIâm all right, Mom . . . No . . . What number is this youâre calling me from? No, Iâm cool. Nothingâs wrong. Iâll call you back later.â She hung up the phone.
I raised an eyebrow. âNow, do you want to tell me whatâs going on? Because youâre snapping at your mom like
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