One in a Million - Tatianna Staton (top rated books of all time txt) 📗

called made me spin around, only to see Jake walking towards me, with a sigh I turn back around and continue walking. "Baby, wait, please" he says finally catching up with me "what do you want Jake?"

"You" he whispers pulling me to the side of the hallway grpping my wrist. "I said I was sorry for looking at the other chicks, it wont happen again, I promise" Jake and I have been together for 3 years now and I love him, a lot. We always argue and even break up but we always make things right and get back to doing us "and I said it was fine, I have to get to class" I add trying to pull away but he only pulls me closer into his body. "Not until you give me a kiss" the warning bell rings "oh come on Jake"

"Yeah come on and kiss me" so I do, I meant for the kiss to be short and sweet but it was anything but. At first I forget we're even in school until I hear running making me pull away "I"ll see you at lunch" his response is a slap on the butt, I could never stay mad at him.

 

"Mommy I'm home" I yell walking into the house that night, setting my bags down by the floor and slipping off my sneakers. "In the kitchen" she calls back, our house is really big, way too big for only three people, it's not a mansion but it's really close to it. We have 5 bedrooms, 4 baths, an inside and outside pool, and a game room, although it's mainly for my dad and his friends when they come over. Both my mom and dad have their own office, but my favorite place in the house is my room. It's so comfortable and homey, my walls are lime green, my floor is a tan carpet, I have Princess and the Frogs sheets and curtains, I have my own bathroom, a flat screen haning on my wall. There's a large desk beside my bed that I do all my work on, and a dresser full of junky important stuff, I have a walk in closet that I keep all my clothes and shoes in. I also have a loveseat by my window that I love to read in, everything is just so welcoming. "Something smells good" I reply walking into the kitchen towards my mom who's at the stove stirring something "I'm making pork chop, mac and chesse, biscuits, and cabbage" my mom is white and my dad is black, but my mom acts like both races, especially in cooking. She's like me in a lot of ways, we're both short, have good hair, have green eyes, both really smart, she's skinny though. My dad on the other hand has a personality like me, he's funny, cool, sweet, but he can be mean sometimes. He's very much in shape with a close cut that he always keeps cut. "Yummy, how was work?" I ask walking to the refrigerator to grab a bottled water "good, how was school?"

"Just fine" and at that moment my dad walks in taing his tie off "my two favorite ladies"

"Hey daddy" I say giving him a hug "hey sweetie, hey baby, it smells good" he replies walking over to my mom to give her a hug and kiss. "I know, now you two go get washed up dinner will be ready soon"

"Okay, can I have another kiss first though?" Whe he asks that I make a kissing smootchy noise making them laugh "no now go" my mom says swatting us both with her dishrag "fine, she's so grouchy"

"Yeah, that's who you get it from" my dad declares pulling a strand of my hair softly "oh I got your grouchy old man" and with that I jump on his back and he runs up the stairs with me laughing and screaming the whole way up.

 

"Man Jay Z has definitely made my girl Bey crazy, it's official" Ginger says shaking her head and flipping through her magazine "heck yeah, her song Sorry proves that, especially at the beginning" Taylor says shaking her head. "I love her new album though" I put in drinking some of my water. We were at lunch just talking about Beyonce's new album and the incident with her and Jay Z. "True, but he's really crazy to cheat on her, again" Ginger puts in closing the whole magazine "yeah, well I'm going to get some chips, ya'll want something?"

"A cookie please". As I head to the vending machine I speak to other students that's sitting all around just chilling, I feel my phone vibrate in my hand it's a text from Jake but before I can even read it I feel myself bump into someone. "Oh I"m so--" but I stop when I see who I bumped into "well if it isnt grasshopper, trying to hurt me again"

"That's not my name actually" I say rolling my eyes and nudging him to the side so I can keep walking. "Then what is your name?" He asks following me I just shrug "dont worry about it" which makes his chuckle "I love this skirt you're rocking" he compliments once I get to the vending machine. "First the mall, now here at school, stalking me?"

"Nah, this is actually my first day here though and you're not being very welcoming" I shrug again getting my chips. For awhile he doesnt say anything but I know he hasnt gone anywhere because I can feel is body heat behind me. Once I get Ginger's cookie I turn back around only to find myself looking at the mystery guy "gonna move?"

"Gonna tell me your name?"

"Kylie" he nods slowly pulling a strand of my hair behind my ear and letting it linger there "that's a beautfiul, for a beautiful girl" at first I dont know what to say, I mean what could I say? I already had butterflies in my stomch for some reason "thank you" he nods, slowly backs away, then strolls off, leaving me standing there just staring after him. 

Step into it

 "Nope, it's still not right, again" I yell to the girls on the step team, we were practicing on a Saturday morning and I know they hated it but we've got competition coming up in a month and we're still not completely ready. "K, can we have a break first?" Africa, the tallest of us all asks wiping her face with her shirt. I just sigh "sure, 5 minutes then we're running over the whole thing again" I knew I was sometimes hard on the girls but I had to be, that's the only way they did good. There's 10 of us on the team and we're all really good steppers but they do have some bad attitudes that get to me sometimes. "You okay Kylie?" Our advisor Ms. Tina asks as I walk to the bench where my cell phone and water sat, I nod drinking some of the water, "I'm good, why do you ask?"

"Well maybe because you're working the girls super hard this morning and keep yelling" I chuckle sitting beside her. "Yeah, I'm fine, just really tired, been soo busy this week ad barely got any sleep" she nods crossing her legs. Ms. Tina is super sweet and like a mom to me, she's always there for me whenever I need her, she's really pretty too, brown skinned, short black hair, brown eyes, and such a welcoming smile, she's also skinny with the most perfect legs. "I understand sweetie, with school, practice, and tutoring, it's got to be hard"

"Yes exactly" I say with a sigh "but, you've got to know how to add sleep and eating in with that, if you plan on going to Brown and majoring on Politics, you've gotta learn how to be more organized". She was totally right, graduation was less than 5 months away and I was going to Brown and everything was going to be much harder when I got there. "Yes that's true" I say watching the other girls sit around and cool off "I know, so you've got to make some game plan in order for you to fit everything in your busy busy schedule" I chuckle nodding again. "I love you Kylie, and I'm sure you'll figure everything out"

"I love you too, and thank you" she gives me a hug which instantly makes me feel much better. "Okay back to practice."

 

Later that night as I'm in my room reading, I get a call from Ginger "hello"

"Hey chica" I smile hearing her preppy voice "hey darling, wassup?" I put my glittery pink bookmark into the book then set it down "nothing at all, are you home"

"Ugh yes I am, reading girl" Ginger gasps in horror making me laugh, she hated reading and didnt believe in doing school work on a Friday or Saturday night. "Get dressed I'm coming to get you" I shake my head sitting up in my bed "no way, I look horrible and I'm not in the mood"

"Too bad, be there in 20" and with that she hangs up the phone. Rolling my eyes I get up off the bed, my parents had gone to some dinner with some of my mom's co-workers. 

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