Tup C12: Letters"I don' like jour friends."More Like This
Junior glanced up from his essay briefly before quickly continuing to write. "Why not?" he inquired.
"They stink. And jou do too."
"Mm? Then I'll go take a shower.," he stood up from his chair to leave the room, but Taz grabbed onto his sleeve.
"Stop it. Jou know what I'm talking about."
"Know what, Taz? What is it that you don't like about them?"
"They're all stupid.," she said bluntly, her arms folded across her chest. "And they're all smoking, not paying attention in class and--"
"Your hair's gotten really long " he reached over, tracing his fingers through the silky strands of hair. She slapped his hand. "Ow!"
"Listen to me!" Junior rolled his eyes. "Jou've changed after jou started to be with 'dem. Jou're not the same." she frowned.
"What do you mean? Are you saying you don't like me just because I have different friends?" he challenged back, getting louder.
Taz's brow furrowed. It hurt, knowing that Junior thought she would give him up