I'm at the gas station with you, Monsé, Ruby, Jamal, and now, Jasmine. I'm on my phone and I'm waiting for Oscar's call. It's been a couple hours, and Monsé's been talking to me, but not much. I'm looking at my phone when I get a tap from you on the shoulder.

"Whatchu want?"

Me and you met on the block, but we was never close. That all changed the first day of 2nd grade. I had just walked into the class, and I saw you. Nobody else was open to talking, so I just walked over to you. In 2 years, you became my best friend and it's never changed.

Oscar not calling me is kinda worrying me, and I'm trying to not let it show, but I know you see through it.