Chapter 22

*** After Brianna and I were forced to apologize to each other, I returned to my room and freshened up. Once I was done, I sat in front of my mirror. I picked my hair brush and brushed my hair. Brushing my curls made them fluffy and slightly scattered. I didn't care. I wanted to look like I didn't give a damn that day. I wanted to show in some sort of way that I was having a bad day. My phone rang and I picked it. "Helloooo, baby gurl!" "Hey, Yazz. Wattup?" "I'm fine. And you? You don't sound right. What's wrong?" I sighed and rubbed my temple. "I got into a fight this morning." "Whuuut? Why?!" "Someone stepped on ma toe." "Excuse me?? It's that Bella bitch you told me bout?" "Close. It's her fake ass twin. The other bish. Brianna." "You serious?? What happened??" I told her everything. "Harlem?" "Yes?" "Girl, I am so proud of you. HA! You did good to teach her a lesson. If I was there with you, it would be fire for them!" I laughed. Yasmin always got me in a good moo