Bianca's P.O.V.

I looked at Manny's tattooed chest rise and fall, and I sighed. I don't know why I keep doing this to myself.

Oh, in case you were wondering, which you should be, Manny Rodriguez is my ex-boyfriend. My gang-banging, gun-toting, drug dealing ex-boyfriend. He's from a darker point in my life. I know what you're thinking: I'm 17, what dark point could I possibly have?

Let's just say that a few years ago, I made a crap load of stupid decisions, and I keep finding myself in that hole I climbed out of and I thought I'd never be in again.

Manny is 20 now, and yes, that means he was legal when I was only 15. Whatever. Water under the bridge. We broke up about eight months ago, but whenever I get lonely, I turn to him. For sex, specifically. I mean, he was my first and all, and I'm definitely not ready to have sex with someone I have no history with.

Anyway, back to now. After staring at him sleep for a few minutes, questioning every decision I've ever made in my life, I slowly pulled the covers off of my body and got out of bed. I started getting dressed, planning on making a silent exit.

I ruined my plan when I accidentally knocked over his lamp while struggling to get my skinny jeans on over my butt. Manny stirred, and opened his eyes sleepily.

Manny definitely wasn't hard on the eyes. He had short, wavy, black hair and bright green eyes. He had smooth caramel skin (which he ruined with all those damn tattoos), and well-defined muscles. It's not hard to see why I keep running back to him whenever I get lonely.

"Where are you in a rush to go baby?" he said, sitting up in the bed.

"I'm going home Manny," I replied, finally getting my jeans all the way on. I started with my shoes.

Manny flew out of the bed and came up behind me, hugging me around my waist.

He seductively whispered in my ear, "Come on baby, don't leave me again. You know you still want me."

He was right, to a certain extent. I couldn't stay away from him. He was my first love.

"We're over hun, don't forget that." I pulled myself away from his grip and turned to look at him.

His face dropped, and my heart fell for him. His puppy eyes always got me. "You know I'll always love you B," he said sadly.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "You know I'll always love you too, but you know I why I can't be with you. Our lives are just too different, and I don't know what I would do if I lost you to the streets."

I'm also in love with someone who could barely give me the time of day, I added to myself.

We hugged for a few moments, and then I pulled away, kissed his cheek, and made my exit.

I really need to get my life together.

Tracey's P.O.V.

After school, I waited for Bianca for about a hour, constantly calling and texting her until I finally gave up. I can't believe that my best friend stood me up! She has some nerve. She has been acting weird since she saw Tremaine with that cheerleader though. I seriously feel bad for her, she doesn't deserve to be constantly hurt the way she has been recently.

The chilled air bit into my skin, and I pulled my jacket tight around me. I started to walk towards my car, defeated. I heard someone run past me, their speed causing a wind. Tremaine stopped in front of me.

"What's up Trace? What are you still doing here?"

"Bianca stood me up," I said, irritated.

"Well, she has been acting funny lately, I'm not surprised."

I rolled my eyes. "That's because you broke her heart you stupid asshole!" I yelled, punching him in the arm.

Trey rubbed his arm in pain, a flash of anger passing through his eyes before he realized it wasn't worth acting on that anger when it came to me.

"What do you mean I broke her heart? She only had a little crush on me."

"Is that what you think it was? She's been in love with you for years Tremaine. You've just been too self-centered to notice."

I started to get a little irritated with him. Did he seriously never realize that Bianca is in love with him? She doesn't even do that great of a job of hiding it. Sometimes Trey could be so dense when it comes to another person's feelings, and it kills me. I wish he was sensitive to all girls' feelings the way he was sensitive with mine. Trey chooses his words carefully around me, and always notices and cares when he says something to hurt my feelings. That's one of the reasons I love him so much, I can tell how much he cares about me.

His eyes softened, and he seemed to be deep in thought. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it again, furrowing his brows. He wasn't sure how to phrase his next thoughts.

I waited patiently for him to speak. Trey doesn't usually mull over his thoughts so deeply, especially when it comes to a girl. I hope that I'll cherish the next thing he says.

He opened his mouth again, saying slowly and meticulously, "I'm in love with Bianca too." He said it softly, almost as if he didn't want me to hear him.

As an automatic reaction, the corners of my mouth turn up into a smirk. I chuckle lightly.

"Trey, I keep telling you, you are emotionally incapable of loving."

"Trace, I'm serious," he said sternly.

And then I saw it. I saw the look in his eyes, and I knew that he meant it. I could look into his eyes and see the emotion, and I saw that it took a lot for him to utter those words. My jaw dropped. I was shocked. I never thought I would see the day that Trey would own up to his feelings. Even though this isn't the first time that he's told me that he loves Bianca, I could tell that this time he realized that he meant it, that he really was in love with her. I'm super proud of his realization.

They grow up so fast, I said, smiling to myself.

Trey clenched and unclenched his jaw out of nervousness. I swear, I love when guys do the jaw clench. It makes them look more rugged and sexy. But back to the present.

He broke the silence, and my train of thought. "I have to talk to her," he said, and he hurried towards his car.

I watched him hop into the driver's seat, turn the key to make the engine roar to life, and pull out of his parking space out of the parking lot.

I stared after him until he was out of my sight. I smiled to myself again. Maybe he's finally getting his sh-t together. I sighed contently, and started to walk towards my car again.

When I got to my car, I felt my blood run cold. Leaning against the side of my car was none other than Cameron. After a few moments, my blood started boiling.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I spat.

He chuckled. "Well, I do attend this school, so I think I have a right to be on school grounds."

"Don't be a smartass, you know what I mean. Why the hell are you at my car? I know I made it clear that I never want to see you again the last time we spoke," I said, raising my voice ever so slightly.

"Because you haven't been very nice to me lately. You're not being a very good friend," he said softly, but menacingly.

I felt my anger level rise once again. I stepped up to him until the gap between us was closed.

"Cameron, listen to me closely. We are NOT friends, I do NOT like you. In fact, I truly believe that you're fucking insane! I regret the day I tried to befriend you," I spat. I'm pretty sure I was yelling now.

I tried to look at Cameron in the eyes, but he just looked down at the ground. He was constantly clenching his jaw, and I could see the veins bulging out of his neck.

I patiently waited for him to speak, but what happened next shocked me.

Cameron banged his fists against the hood of my car, and I backed away in shock.

"NO! YOU DON'T GET TO DO THIS TO ME! HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME THINK THAT THERE WAS SOMETHING BETWEEN US, AND THEN THROW ME ASIDE LIKE A PIECE OF TRASH! FUCK YOU TRACEY," he yelled loudly. He sounded like he was in pain.

I vaguely heard my car alarm going off due to the force of Cameron's banging, but I managed to haphazardly take my keys out of my pocket and turn it off.

I stared at Cameron, not knowing what to say. He reluctantly looked up into my eyes, and I could see the tears threatening to spill out of his eyes. He looked so broken. He held my gaze for a few moments, and then looked down again.

Seeing him like that made my heart break. I really am a bitch, aren't I? I've put this guy through so much in such a little amount of time. I bet all he wanted was to come to his new school and make friends and have a good time. Sure, he went a crazy ass way of achieving his goals, but I can see where he's coming from now. I'm the worst.

I took a step towards him again, and I put my hand on his chin. I lifted his head so that his gaze met mine again. By now, the tears that threatened to spill over had done so, and there were a few lone tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Cam..." I started, but I choked on my words. Looking at any guy this broken really hurts me as well. "Cam, I'm so sorry. You don't deserve what I've put you through," I blurted out.

He stared at me for a moment, then pushed my hand away.

"Save it," he said simply, then walked away.

I stared after him, holding my tears back. When he was gone, I stepped into my car, and let the tears flow down.

My life was so simple and clear cut just a while ago, where did it all go wrong? For a girl that hates drama, I sure seem to have a lot of drama constantly heading my way.

I turned my car on, more than ready to go home. My phone started ringing just a I was about to put my baby in drive. It was Aiden.

I picked up, irritated. "What, I'm not in the mood right now."

"Whoah there. I'm sorry. I was calling to see if you wanted to hang out, but I guess we'll just talk another time. I'll leave you alone, but before I go, I just want you to know that whatever has you so upset, you'll get through it. You're a strong girl, and I'm confident that you'll handle whoever has the nerve to hurt you. I'm here if you ever need any help though," he said sympathetically.

His words made me feel a little better. He's so sweet.

"Thank you," I said simply.

"No problem. Enjoy the rest of your day beautiful" he hung up.

I put my phone down, and started on my way home. One day without drama, is that too much to ask?

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-Thea.

*Song for this chapter is I Wanna Be by Chris Brown because Trey is ready to take his relationship with Bianca to a new level (I'm so proud of him!) :,)