You were a cheerleader and was popular. Though, you were famous for always being a trouble maker. In and out of jail, your father bailing you out. That’s why ppl got scared of you. But not Tyla. She followed you to classes, flirted with you.You thought she loved you. Wrong. You caught her flirting with somebody else. You pull her aside with an angry face. Tyla looked nervous and chuckled.*

“Whats wih that face, short stack?” Tyla said as she put her hands to your waist, trying to soothe you.