09-09-2009, 04:13 AM
Derrick was already in gym talking to Rachel, leaning up against the wall. His arm arched up over her head as she leaned up against the wall too. A smile on her face as her blonde hair covered one of her eyes. "... You're kidding me..." Rachel said with a laugh as she shook her head.
"No... unfortunately. It doesn't matter, the bike is up and running again." Derrick said as he pushed back some of his ebony hair.
"So will you be able to come over tonight?" Rachel asked, as she straightened his hoodie that was now unzipped. Her eyes looked up at him, with a smile that might've appeared innocent to the male eye... but to women, there was a secret agenda.
"No... Probably not. You know Felix doesn't like to be left alone." He said as he ignored the smile that she gave him.
"...You never come over anymore. Why?" She asked, clenching his hoodie in her hand she jerked him down to where they were eye level.
"... Look I just can't come over tonight." He said as he pried open her grip. He stood up straight and straightened his jacket.
"If you're going soft on me, for a damn slut... I'm going to kick her ass... Got it?" She growled before taking a seat on the floor.
Derrick opened his mouth to defend himself from her accusation, but it wasn't worth it. She was pissed and he knew that there was nothing he could do about it.
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