Around the Way Girls 12


 
 
 
 
 Table of Contents
 
 Title Page
 
 Copyright Page
 Caught Between a Good Boy and a Bad Boy
 Chapter 1
 Chapter 2
 Chapter 3
 Chapter 4
 Chapter 5
 Chapter 6
 Chapter 7
 Chapter 8
 Chapter 9
 Chapter 10
 Chapter 11
 Chapter 12
 Chapter 13
 Chapter 14
 Chapter 15
 Chapter 16
 Chapter 17
 Chapter 18
 Chapter 19
 Chapter 20
 Chapter 21
 Chapter 22
 Chapter 23
 Chapter 24
 Chapter 25
 Chapter 26
 Chapter 27
 Lost and Found
 Chapter 1
 Chapter 2
 Chapter 3
 Chapter 4
 Chapter 5
 Chapter 6
 Chapter 7
 Chapter 8
 Chapter 9
 Chapter 10
 Chapter 11
 Chapter 12
 Chapter 13
 Chapter 14
 Chapter 15
 Chapter 16
 Chapter 17
 Chapter 18
 Chapter 19
 
 
 
 Chapter 1 
 Rinnnggg! 
 The sound of the bell should have told the students in Mr. Cline’s senior English class that it was time to settle down. But it did no such thing. In fact, the talking and laughter got louder. It probably had something to do with the fact that it was the last day of senior year and they were all excited. Still, that didn’t mean Mr. Cline didn’t have a job to do. He adjusted the glasses on the tip of his nose and cleared his throat at the front of the classroom. 
 “Settle down, class. I understand that it’s the last day of high school for most of you, but this is still a classroom, and you will respect it as such.” 
 “‘This is still a classroom, and you’ll respect it as such,’” a boy in the back of the room mimicked. 
 Most of the students laughed, but one in particular looked over her shoulder at the boy with a disgusted look on her face. Kiesha Simmons was never too keen on class clowns, and that was exactly what Brandon was. He even dressed like a joke on purpose, wearing mismatched sneakers and a goofy hat on his head. Annoying didn’t even cover the bases when describing him. 
 Ever since she was a little girl, Kiesha took her education seriously, all the way up to the last day of high school. She had beauty and brains, the best of both worlds. Brandon, on the other hand, looked at school as a distraction. Therefore, he tried to distract everyone else, and Kiesha wasn’t having it. 
 “Shut up, Brandon. Damn. You’re always doing the most.” 
 “Ain’t nobody say nothing to you, Kiesha! You always tryin’a save somebody,” Brandon said. 
 “Thank you, Miss Simmons, but I can handle my own classroom,” Mr. Cline said and rubbed his chocolate hands together. “As I was saying, before I was rudely interrupted by a student who won’t be graduating on time—” 
 The class laughed, and Brandon slumped in his seat. 
 “I am so proud to have been your teacher this year, and I wish nothing but the best for you as you go forward in your journeys.” 
 All year Mr. Cline had been Kiesha’s favorite teacher. He was the kind of man who truly believed that a person could be whatever they wanted to be as long as they tried. In fact, he was the one who pushed her to follow her dream. Ever since Kiesha was a little girl, she was obsessed with commercials and how a few seconds could make someone want to get up and buy or experience something. There was a certain kind of power in it that she liked, and as she grew older, her infatuation for it only grew. And that was why in the fall she would be attending college at Howard University to pursue a career in marketing. 
 As Mr. Cline was talking, Kiesha felt someone tap her on the shoulder. She looked back and grinned when she saw her best friend, Stacy McAlister. Stacy glanced at Mr. Cline to make sure he was still preoccupied before she leaned forward to talk to Kiesha. 
 “You comin’ out tonight, right?” she asked in a low voice. 
 “Coming out where?” Kiesha made a face like she didn’t know what Stacy was talking about. 
 “Girl, stop playin’ with me! To G Money’s crib. You know his dad is throwin’ him a pre-graduation party. I heard it’s gonna be lit!” 
 “I don’t know, Stace.” 
 “You didn’t ask your mom like I told you to, did you?” Stacy asked and rolled her eyes in an annoyed fashion. 
 “I guess I forgot.” Kiesha shrugged. 
 “You ain’t forget shit! You just didn’t ask.” 
 “Because you know how she is! Especially since there will probably be alcohol there.” 
 Kiesha and Stacy had been best friends since sandbox days. They’d gone through everything growing girls could go through together and were thicker than thieves. In fact, just saying they were best friends didn’t do them justice. Blood couldn’t have made them any more the sisters they were. It was a beautiful feat because the two of them were as different as oil and water. Stacy was one of the most popular girls in school and the captain of the cheer team. Kiesha, on the other hand, kept a low profile and her head in the books. She was a beautiful girl with her light brown doe eyes and long, soft curls, but she cared more about school than she did partying or hanging out. However, somehow, she always ended up at some kind of party with Stacy. 
 Kiesha really did feel bad about not asking her mom about the party. Kiesha’s mom wasn’t super strict, but she did keep a close eye on her. She just didn’t want her daughter to do anything foolish. She raised Kiesha to be bright, smart, and responsible. And because of that, Kiesha didn’t want to hear the thousand questions that always came when she asked to go somewhere. 
 “Kiesh, I can’t go without you. You know that’s the rule! And you know my