Kiara: Girl, go on we’ll be right here.
Before leaving that morning for school her mother had called her outfit ‘adorable’.
Pulling out the fit she had stuffed into her bag, Maya was certain the word would be far from anyone else’s mind.
Asia: Damn Maya you lowkey double cheeked up!
Kiara: Yaaas Boo! Go off!
Across the hall Maya’s friends worried for her and her sudden desire for change.
Caleb had suggested that maybe it was a “girl thing,” that Maya simply wanted to appear “more feminine”.
Caleb: [Laughing] Like back in middle school when socks were falling out of bras left and right.
Kofi wasn’t so certain that was it as the pink pleated skirt Maya had changed out of was as “girl” as it got.
All Jerome could do was facepalm at his friends’ blindness. Why couldn’t they see what he could?
That the change in Maya was a direct result of the westsiders she was calling friends.
He might not have been able to do something about the lot of them but there was one in particular he could...
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