𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐄
✩ 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐞𝐩 𝟒

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇
ᴍᴏɴᴅᴀʏ, ɴᴏᴠᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 𝟷sᴛ
𝟷𝟸:𝟹𝟶 ᴘᴍ

𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟖

✰...𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 and the seniors were flooding the spacious hallway. the transition from exiting class and walking to the direction of the cafeteria was extremely fast for the others so stopping in the middle of the hallway wasn't an option unless you wanted to stop by a locker.

zaire was walking right beside you to make sure you were led to the cafeteria since you almost got lost and caught up in the crowds of hallway traffic. but the walk to the cafeteria grew longer and longer, like he was taking another path to go somewhere. you turned another corner with him and abruptly stopped walking after he did too.

this part of the hallway is the hall that you still haven't seen. the amount of people made it ample enough to saunther and stride without having to worry about being in anyone's way. you looked up and zaire, noticing the grin on his face after looking ahead at someone.

"boy, where is you taking me? a girl is hungry y'know," you sassed while bucking your head. zaire made a 'hold on' hand gesture to you and beckoned you with his two fingers to follow him again. you rolled your eyes and followed him, furrowing your eyebrows in concern after seeing him dip his body down a bit as if he was some type of spy.

zaire began dancing his way to approach a male with black hair that reached down to his nape, his hair was mostly wavy and straight in some parts, all styled as if he woke up and combed his fingers through his hair, shaking it a bit and leaving it like that- it looked good, seeing the front strands of his hair falling down to his eyes after he turned his head to the side for a second.

he wore the same oversized white tee as zaire that made them look like twins, the back pockets of his oversized bedazzled denim jeans had '𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐏' printed on it with rhinestones. you assumed that the p probably stood for his last name but maybe you were wrong, it just made sense to you. they even wore the same jordan's, but his was black.

his body was leaned against the locker and because of that, you couldn't see the girl that was standing in front of him, both having a side conversation that involved giggling and touching. but that side conversation was interrupted when zaire suddenly jumped on the male's back, the same male holding zaire up in his arms to give him a piggy back ride.

"ROCKAYE!" zaire screamed out, mocking the sounds that the girls would make when they see rocky in the halls. rocky rolled his eyes over zaire getting ready to annoy him and spun his body around, pretending to toss zaire off his back each time he stopped spinning.

as zaire jumped off rocky's back, a high pitched voice caught his attention, "zaire, can't you see that rocky and i are busy choppin' it up?" the girl that rocky was speaking too waved her long acrylic nails out in front of zaire, making zaire lean his head back and gently pushing her hand out of his face.

"first of all, tyra, rocky was just choppin it up with my homegirl shelby the other day, he want nothin' to do witcho kitty kat at the moment," zaire snorted but winced after feeling rocky nudge him in the stomach. you could hear rocky snicker at his friend's pain before telling tyra that he'll call her cell after school.

"imma beat yo ass zay, stop scaring my girl's away," rocky grabbed zay by the back of his shirt so he could stand up straight, whispering in his ear as he threatened him. zaire pushed rocky away from him and covered his ear that rocky whispered in, his eyes widening as if rocky whispered something else other than threats in his ear.

rocky chuckled with his smile widening at how dramatic his friend was being, his eyes shifting to your figure in the hall. you stared at him unblinkingly after watching his calm reaction rapidly switch to him not being able to breathe after seeing you.

"gyat damn zay!? who's this lodi dodi?" his deep voice let out a voice crack from the back of his throat after he made his voice high pitched, his lips parting in shock of how attractive you looked. you couldn't help but giggle from his dramatic attraction, seeing him cover his mouth while walking in circles.

"calm yo ass down rocky, introduce yourself," zaire laughed at rocky and nodded his head to his direction after telling you to talk to him. you stuck out your hand for him to shake after you told him your name but squealed after he took your hand to spin you around like a princess and pulling you into a hug, moving your body from side to side.

that's when rocky suddenly stopped moving you and pulled away from the hug with his hands grasping your shoulders with his long, pretty lashes fluttering at you, "wait, oh shit i'm sorry. i should've asked to hug you," he rambled after making the realization.

"no, no you good rocky," you reassured him with a warm smile on your face. his cheeks lifted up as he stared at your smile, pretending to make his eye crossed eyed to joke around about falling for you.

"you so pretty, man i can't even see straight!" rocky snickered and pointed at his crossed eyes that were moving around. you laughed at his comment and how stupid he looked tryna move his eyes around. his energy and vibe made you more excited to be around him, intrigued even to be his friend.

"don't keep doing allat unless you want them stuck," you flickered your eyes at both of his eyes, watching them snap back into place. you and rocky were both laughing so much, you two already clicked right then and there. the more you laughed with rocky, the more you got to see his dimple that was on left cheek deepening.

"you new around in angeles sweetheart? can i call you sweetheart?" rocky asked you while waving to zaire that he was ready to head to lunch. the three of you walked together, you being in between the both of them. you held the handles of your tote purse and swung it a bit as you looked at rocky and zaire, nodding at rocky's question.

rocky clasped his hands together before doing a lil shimmy dance with his shoulders, "man you gon love it here, promise you that!" the corner of his lips quirking up to a smile at what he told you. you agreed on what he said, so far you've liked it here.

"i'mma keep that promise in mind," you tapped your temple with your finger and smiled at rocky, who was mirroring the same smile as yours. rocky didn't know you for more than 5 minutes and he's already felt like your energy was so comforting, and hearty.

"y'know, zay and i got this one homeboy and i feel like he would really fuck witchu heavy," rocky drawled, wagging his finger at you to begin studying you. you poked out your scrunched bottom lip and cocked your head to side, wondering who this homeboy is and would he really be worth your time.

"oh really?" you said slowly, your ears perking at the sound of zaire scoffing beside you at what rocky was saying. shaking his lowered head as a smile slowly grew on his face, you assumed he was thinking about what rocky was saying about this one homeboy.

"hell yeah! matter a fact, we boutta see him at our lunch table right nie," you blinked at rocky, lowkey feeling excited about meeting this 'homeboy' of theirs. i mean, he could be anybody right?

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✰... ❝ 𝑾𝑬𝑳𝑳 𝑰𝑭 𝑰𝑻 𝑨𝑰𝑵'𝑻 𝑴𝑹 𝑺𝑼𝑺𝑷𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵! ❞ eren hollered at the top of his lungs across the cafeteria. connie sucked his teeth at eren for causing everyone to look at him now. eren snickered while looking back at his tray, armin and jean shaking their heads at eren being a pain in the ass again.

"do you ever shut up," connie reached his hand out to dap up his friends before taking a seat at the long, rectangular lunch table. eren tossed a tater tot into his mouth and muffled words that were inaudible after connie snatched his tray to eat his tater tots.

as connie stuffed his mouth with the tater tots he stole from eren, armin cleared his throat to begin speaking about the clubs that he's been getting into for this last senior year. connie wasn't listening, whatever armin was saying just didn't seem to interest him like you did. yes you.

ever since the day he met you, he's been doing nothing but boxing and thinking about you. even though you told him to call you, he never did get the chance to call you only because of boxing and his anxiousness. what if you didn't pick up and it was some random person's number? overthinking thoughts like that.

"bro, who got you smiling like that?" jean playfully kicked connie's leg to snap him out of his thoughts. connie slowly teared his narrowed eyes away from his tray and glared at jean and the two others that were snickering under their breaths.

"who? nobody man, i'm just...thinking about boxing," he tried to shrug it off by pulling that boxing excuse but clearly it didn't work since eren was beginning to hum a sound of denial whilst shaking his finger in the air.

"nah nah, his ass been licking some cooter!" eren may have sounded like he was whispering but it sounded like it was above a whisper after heads from a table down from them stopped their conversation to side eye eren. it was just one of the tables that was occupied with a few rich kids.

"can i help y'all? turn y'all big headed asses around and eat yo salami ," connie mean mugged the group, waving them off making them quickly whip their heads forward to look away from connie. connie looked back at his friends and the four bursted into laughter.

"armin whatchu laughing for? you one of them," jean was trying to catch his breath from laughing so much but what he said didn't help because now eren, connie and him including were gasping and clenching their shirt after armin flipped jean off.

once the crew was finally able to catch their breathes, jean recollected himself to ask his friend the question again, "nah for real though, you got something to share? don't lie." eren was humming along to what jean was saying, sipping on the fruit cup that was on his tray.

connie let out a long sigh as he threw his head back, rolling his neck to stare at his friends, "aight aight. there's this one girl that i met during the weekend of my suspension. y'all know jerry right? my trainer. his niece came by to pay him a visit or what not. maaaan when i tell y'all, she was supa fine! and i mean supa supa fine!?"

oh really? eren, jean and armin were intrigued and connie caught onto that after noticing their bodies leaning closer to the table, waiting for him to spill some more. connie told him about how easy you made conversations with him, you had a cool vibe, you liked boxing a little bit and you were even bold enough to give him your number. but one thing that made the boys want to toss connie out the window was that he never hit you up!

"you never holla'd when she specifically said......holla!?" eren's was purposely making his voice high pitched and squeaky, his shoulders reaching up to touch his neck as he waved his extended arms out at connie.

"she don't even got your number, so of course you were suppose to hit her up first man!" armin was butting in the conversation to put in his smart input. the three boys bobbed their heads at what armin said, he was spittin and no lies were being told of what he was saying.

"connie...she was probably checking her phone every 5 minutes to see if you hit her line bruh!" jean tutted at how stupid the stunt connie pulled was. connie, meanwhile listening to his friends talk, he sat there with his mouth parted open and just blinking at them, letting their words sink in his mind. they were right of course, he should've hit you up.

"man shut y'all assess up! i get it aight, i should've called or texted her, yada yada," connie rolled his eyes and started to mock how much his friends were talking by doing the 'talking too much' gesture with his hands. he stayed silent for a while then said, "she lives in beverly hills, y'know? what if she's off with a mothafucka named chad or adrian."

his friends stared at him, blinkingly as if connie had three heads. jean tutted again, eren exhaling a sharp sigh and armin making obnoxious slurping noises with his smoothie. connie tucked his lips in that his friends wouldn't comment on what he thought and just simply waved them off before looking down at his tray to eat the rest of the tater tots.

but that's when connie felt eren dramatically hit his shoulder, connie sucking his teeth that eren made the tater tot fly out of his hand, "what!?" connie furrowed his eyebrows in annoyance, curling up his lips at his friend before looking back at his tray again.

"what'd you say she looked like again?" eren leaned closer to connie. connie still wasn't looking at eren and if he did, he would've thought eren witnessed something absolutely horrendous.

connie licked a crumb off his finger and began, "uh fat ass, pretty face, she had a nose ring, a tattoo on her collarbone i think...long lashes, glossed lips," connie listed, flicking away the left over tater tots on the tray before grabbing the juice box to stab the straw into the hole.

"ain't that her over there?" eren pointed at the direction of the cafeteria entrance where you were seen walking in, zaire and rocky walking right by your side with you in the middle. connie slowly teared his eyes away from his tray to look through his lashes to see you walking across the cafeteria.

"shit, she's coming here. the fuck is she doing with zay and rocky!?" connie cussed under his breath, rapidly sipping on his juice box until it was empty enough so he could squeeze it into a ball in his hand. he wiped his crumby fingers on a napkin and pushed his tray in front of eren before rummaging his hand in his backpack to grab a beanie, quickly getting in his new sitting position right after.

as connie pulled down the beanie onto his head, he turned his body to the side so his back would face the direction where zaire and rocky where coming from. his head resting on his hand while his legs spread apart, moving from side to side slowly as he kept his eyes up on the ceiling.

she's here, she's here, she's here, was all connie could scream in his mind, nibbling down on his bottom lip nervously. his eyes squeezing shut once he heard rocky and zaire greet everybody at the table.......this moment, was truly a cross paths moment for you and connie.

✩ 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐄 ✩