Wild Baleigh Love

Dirty minded BFF

I'm left with no choice but to tell them everything that happened. I start with Maya and the kidnapping.

"That b***h!" Tiffany snarls gritting her teeth together.

"You're lucky they didn't tie you up and torture you, I don't know what I could have done to that princess of whores!" Cam adds her face turning red from anger.

" Princess of what?" I break down into laughters.

" Hell yeah, it's not funny thank God it went vice versa. Where is she now? Still in jail?" Tiffany asks her face stiffening much more.

" Yeah She'll be taking her exams in there, we visited her yesterday with Ballice before he dropped me home." I explain.

" So right! I feel like the aura around me is cleansed further, she never let me have my Jelton in peace!" Cam exclaims as more light glows in her eyes, the b***h used to send her warning texts to leave Jelton for her but that never happened. "What did he say?" She asks in curiosity.

" Ballice told her directly that she deserves hell straight away, prison is a joke for people like her without hearts, he also told her not to mess with her girl again." I blush at the last statement and my cheeks starts heating up when they both pop their eyes out looking at me their mouths gaping ghastly.

"What are you not telling us? Ballice helping you wasn't enough for reconciliation, you even went ahead and accepted him, like yes you told me you love me at the fair and now today I also want to tell you that I love you too, sorry for not telling you this earlier?" Oh Tiffany! I look at her faking a disgusted face but I fail miserably. My blush deepens.

"No, that's not it."

"Then what is it Tee baby bum?" Cam and her winks uh !

"Jesus you don't know when to quit, do you?" I tell them everything on how we went to his place, how I slept earlier, diarrhoearing words at dawn to the second kiss of the day he gave me in his car when he drove me home. The kiss which almost turned out heated hadn't it for me who pulled away. I smile at the memory and they both squeal excitedly.

"That's so sweet aaaawww, I'm glad you admitted you like him, it took you so long though. I knew you liked him, you were just in denial." Tiffany quips.

" How did you know?" I feel my heart hammering against my chest. Was it that obvious?

"Oh trust me Cam, I've known you since we were kids. The way you took peeks at him whenever he wasn't looking, the way your eyes glow whenever you see him even from afar, how you laughed harder whenever you two were together. It's not like I mean you don't always laugh when you're with us, no. I mean, with him it's different. Your eyes sparkles numerous shades of green something we saw last when you joined Hudson those first days, and how your cheeks gets tinted whenever you talk about him." Tiffany smiles at me and I feel like I can break down anytime soon. Nobody knows me better than them. Well, except my Dad and Na'zila of course.

"And how you stare at his eyes specifically whenever he talks to you and how you felt worried that day he missed school. You think I didn't notice how you kept wandering your eyes around the classrooms, cafeteria, taking a peek on your phone every second." Cam adds smiling my way too. They got me there.

"And that's love actually, that's how I felt about Dam... Yes that asshole." Tif cusses biting her lip.

" Hey... Sorry about that Tif baby, and am glad you guys know me better than anyone else, I admit I was so stupid. But he really was a jerk to me at first, how could I possibly forget those horrible stuffs he did to me? I know every person has his or her own ways of expressing their love, his ways just got to be a little weirder."I narrate.

"At least he apologized for that, I think you started liking him more those two months he showed his soft features." Cam says. Well she maybe right at that. But I was attracted towards him at first sight. I was almost like, oh God what a beauty? But it was cliche cuteness... So so handsome in everyway!

"So you almost lost your virg..."

"Yes, oh God stop reminding me about it." I cut off Tiffany smacking my hand over my face.

" Is it humiliating you or turning you on?" Cam questions a cheeky smile playing on her face.

" Kind of Both." I bite my lower lip harder cussing myself inside for admitting that it turns me on.

Lord I shouldn't be feeling this way if not for the dirty minded friends I have. They keep feeding me with those erotic informations that makes me want to do it practically. Cam has never stopped feeding us on how she rides Jelton, how she's now an expert and how Jelton can't get enough of her. Tiffany on the other hand can't stop dreaming about a man who has a cliche b***r. How she wants to ride him and how she wants to be ridden. While cam tells us the styles they do use and how they do it, Tif on the other hand also adds the styles she's gonna use and how.

Now tell me? How can my mind be any pure when surrounded with such friends? Perfect perverts, mouthy ones though.

"I think you should try doing it, it's really sweet." Cam advices. Bad influence.

" No thanks, it'll be on my wedding night." I say and she smiles weakly her eyes looking lost.

"That's what I used to say." She says after a while.

"But I'm not you, at least let me turn eighteen I'm too young for that." I defend myself.

" Does that make us the villains in this story? We naturally lost our virginity before eighteen, infact I lost mine at sixteen, how does that make us feel? Bad people or confused hormonal teenagers?" It's like Tiffany is venting and I know she's hurt.

" Not really, I never judged you guys, infact I gave you my full support. For me, the thing is, all my life I've always been with a dream. But we all know that sometimes dreams are not valid. You get what I mean?" I look at them and they smile back at me.

" Please make it up to him, he was hurting. You did too, make the most out of the remaining time. Maybe after highschool you won't be able to see each other." Cam says and I glare at her not liking the sound and the thought of that last sentence.

"Do you not want to see Jelton after highschool?" I ask her.

"Heck no that's not what I meant, I'll die." Her eyes widens at the thought and I almost think she's going to hyperventilate.

"Well, you now know the feeling I got when you said so." I smile deviously at her and she sneers thrusting her middle finger towards me in the air.

"I'm jealous." Tiffany pouts looking at us.

"I know about Dubel..." Cam trails.

"I think he likes you." I finish for Cam. I'm glad am not the only one who noticed it.

"No way, I'm not his type! He'll never like me!" Tiffany shakes her head vigorously refusing the fact .

"Can we bet on this?" I suggest.

"Yes please Tee baby bum." Cam winks at me.

" Screw that name, ugghhh..." I scrunch my face disgustedly at her. " Tif if we'll find out he does and if he admits, I'll need a carton of chocolates."

" You'll take me to the spa, full moon spa I mean. " Full mean is the most expensive spa in Hudson. Cam can't be any serious. Wait am I serious? A carton of chocolates?

"You can ask more, I swear he doesn't like me. " She states flatly and in so much confidence that almost makes our suspicions waiver but we know better.

"Well, deal." We seal the deal with our pinky fingers. More of a promise now.

"Now I think we should pay that b***h a visit in jail, one of these days, she should know that we're made of bronze huh!" Tiffany Snickers and we fall into fits of laughter.

"She's made of wood... No it's iron metal infact... because she's all rusty... Let's go check on her tomorrow after school, I can't wait to see her." Cam adds.

We end up chatting about guys, celebrities as usual and how we will make a special bomb just for Maya Turner as a joke of the day. We help Tif's mum prepare supper, thereafter we Clean the dishes as Tif's brother sits on the kitchen counter blaffing on how campus is sweet with so much freedom but gross when it comes to relationships. Commitment is what makes most of them fail. He's a real player, so I can't be surprised if he fails to commit in his relationships. We close the day with watching soap operas that leaves us all in a crying mess, they do turn us into emotional wrecks always, especially when it comes to breakups or exceedingly lovey doveys.

I get a message from my favourite person as I'm about to sleep. And now for the next ten minutes we chat before I ask him to let me sleep. It makes me happy to sleep smiling thinking about Ballice's corny texts unlike before, I used to sleep frowning, thinking about my mum's death. How I still can't believe she's really gone.

Hope he'll erase the hideous memories in my head . My jerk...