Chapter 2: It's Over
Peyton leaned against her locker and looked over as Jacob whispered into some girls ear, which in turn she giggled at what ever she said. He had just did that with another girl just a minute ago, this was probably his third. The gil walked away, with a slight pepe in her step. Jacob merely walked the other way, not acknowledging her presence at all.
Anger, no, rage coursed through her, but she breathed and kept her demeanor. Jasmine, who was standing behind her, closed her locker and sighed, her cell phone in hand.
"Well, my relationship wit G is over." She said. "I'm done wit stupid ass dog's. How you get a dude like Jacob? Yall doin alright, right?"
Peyton shook her head and shrugged. "You want em? You can have him."
Jasmine raised an eyebrow. "I didn't say Jacob. I'de never take yo man." She smirked. "I'd just take someone like yo man."
Peyton turned to her open locker and sighed. "Jas, don't go after a dude like Jacob, I think you deserve someone better. Way better."
"Whoa, Peyton what do you mean?" Jasmine asked in a concerned tone. "He didn't break up with you did he?"
Peyton slammed her locked door shut. "I wish he did."
Jasmine followed Peyton as she began walking away, anger suddenly swept through her as she realized what was happening.
"He's cheatin on you! If I were you I'd sic Huey on him!" Jasmine told her friend. "Better yet, let me go over there now."
Peyton grabbed her friends arm before she could go to where Jacob stood with a couple of his friends.
"Don't, you'll just it worst." Peyton warned. "And do not! I repeat, do not tell Huey.'
Jasmine yanked her arm out of her hand angrily. "Fine, I won't, but if you don't break up wit that busted up nigga, I will hurt him Pey!"
Peyton nodded. "I will! I promise!"
Jasmine gave her one last hard look before marching over to where Huey and an annoyed looking Riley, were waiting at Huey's car, Peyton following closely behind her. Huey looked at them as they did. He refused to smile in front of everyone. Peyton never knew why, he smiled when it was just them though. A small smile would creep onto his face, just for her.
"Hey Huey, Riley. What you do today?" Peyton asked, noticing his annoyed expression.
"Man, why you always asumin' I did somethin'? Dats messed up!" Riley exclaimed.
Huey rolled his eyes. "Cause usually you do."
"Yeah, but she don't gotta assume dat. Maybe I'm mad, maybe I just wanna scare a few nigga's. What's wrong wit dat?" Riley ranted, flailing his arms out of the back seat window.
Peyton glared at him. "Riley, shut up."
Jasmine laughed at the two and got in the back seat next to Riley, who was still mad. She shot Peyton a look before closing the door; a look that said 'I'm mad and you better fix it' type of look, which Huey saw.
Peyton sighed and jumped into the front seat. Huey gave her a look when he slid in next to her, making Peyton nervous.
"What?" she asked him.
Huey raised an eyebrow. "What happened?"
Jasmine and Peyton visibly tensed. "Uh n-nothin, w-what would make you think that something w-was wrong?"
Huey gave them a pointed look. "Okay, you're not stupid enough to get pregnant, nobody aint messed with you since 6th grade, so I'm drawin a blank."
Peyton smiled inwardly at the memory of Huey beating up a boy who had decided to tell her to "go back to her country". She shook her head.
"I'll tell you, just not now." Peyton told him.
Huey stared at her for a moment before starting the car and driving away, easing the tension completely. Peyton got out her cell phone and brought up Jacob's number, careful not to let Huey see and at the same time not look suspicious. A fierce determination went through her body as she sent the text message to her boyfriend.
'Jay, it's over. Lose my number.'
She flipped her cell phone shut and smiled. He didn't deserve face to face, or a phone call. When she would tell Huey, she knew he would get what he deserved. She looked over at her best friend and sighed.
Yeah, it was finally over.