Caught Up by Amir Abrams

Author:Amir Abrams [Abrams, Amir]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2014-10-13T00:00:00+00:00

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Three days later, I’m at Jordan’s house with Hope. We’ve just gotten back from the salon getting manicures and pedicures, along with cucumber and mint facials. And now we’re up in her bedroom listening to Sevyn Streeter’s album Call Me Crazy, But...

Yo I wanna c u

It’s a text from Malik. We’ve spoken a few times since that incident at the restaurant. And although seeing those crazy girls jump him made me real nervous, I still like him. Maybe I’m crazy. I don’t know. All I know is, there’s something about Malik I really, really like.

I smile. It’s been a few days since I’ve seen him. But now that I am off punishment, I am so looking forward to spending time with him.

I wanna c u 2

“Hey, you want to go to the mall today?” Jordan asked.

“Which one?” Hope wants to know, looking up from her iPhone over at Jordan.

“Garden State.”

Hope shakes her head. “Oh, no thank you. I’m not up for that drive to Paramus today.”

“What? Are you serious? It’s less than thirty minutes. So what do you mean you’re not up for driving to Paramus? You’re acting like it’s an hour drive or something.”

Hope sighs. “I have to go to some Jack and Jill thing with my mother at three. Then I have ballet at five. Raincheck?”

“Oh,” Jordan says, sounding disappointed. “What about you, Kennedy? You game?”

“I can’t,” I say, looking up from my phone. “I have to work.”

Jordan huffs. “Ohmygod! This is ridiculous. All you do is work.”

U gotta work?

NO, I text back.

“Huh?” I look up from my phone. “Are you talking to me?”

She sucks her teeth. “Yessss. I’m talking to you. Who are you texting and grinning over, anyway?”

“A friend,” I say casually.

“Uh-huh. And does this friend have a name?” Hope inquires.

I’m not ready to share with them his name just yet. “Yup. None-ya.”

“Let me guess,” Jordan retorts, twisting her lips up. “He’s one of them thug boys you’re so fascinated with.”

I roll my eyes. “Whatever.”

Ima kidnap u, yo.

I grin.

Jordan sighs. “That’s so rude.”

I roll my eyes. “Girl, bye. Don’t hate. Like you don’t do it too. Let it be Howard. Mmph. You stay with your face stuck to your screen.” Malik sends another text, saying he’ll be free around eight.

“I saaaaid, all you do is work. It’s like you’d rather spend time at that ratchet job than spend time with your best friends.”

I text him back, OK

I set my phone beside me on the bed. “That is so not true, Jordan.” I look over at Hope. “Hope, do you feel that way, too?”

She puts her hands up. “Don’t put me in this. My name is Switzerland. And I’m staying neutral.”

My cell chimes, alerting me I have a new text message. I reach for it, glancing at the screen. It’s another text from Malik. IMA SCOOP U UP @ 9. U GONNA B READY 4 ME?

Yes.

“Really, Kennedy?” Jordan says, frowning. “You’re going to keep texting like that and not tell us who you’re texting? Since when you start keeping secrets?”

“I’m not keeping any secrets,” I lie.

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