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Nigel, I’m going to try and stay out of their relationship as much as I possibly can. What I do on the side to influence the relationship is my own business and usually for everyone’s benefit. But, other than that, I want no part of it.
    â€œChance is catching up with his boys. He said he’d meet us in South Central when he’s done. Nigel and Mickey are already in the lunch line. Come on,” Nellie says, rushing me through the packed hall and out of the double doors. The bright sun hits my face, forcing me to squint as we make our way through the lively crowd. It seems like everyone of the nearly two thousand students decided to stay on campus for lunch today. I wonder if Jeremy’s one of them. I already miss hanging off campus with him and his crew on the regular. I’m also going to miss him paying my way.
    â€œI’m really not in the mood for a crowd right now,” I say. Nellie looks like a warrior queen as she charges through the medley of fair bodies in complete contrast to ours, focused on her goal. I wonder if she knows how powerful she really is, with or without her silly Homecoming crown.
    â€œJayd, cheer up. It’s a nice day and Tania’s last. Don’t let these fools up here get you down.” Completely dismissing my wishes, she leads me to the cafeteria where half the student body is gathered.
    â€œThat’s not what you were saying a few weeks ago when that picture of you was going around,” I say, reminding her of her desire to be an ostrich not too long ago. “I just want to hide right now, Nellie. You of all people should be able to understand that. And I’m not even that hungry.”
    â€œJayd, you have no reason to hide. And don’t get salty with me, trying to bring up the past and all.” As we reach the lunch line, as usual Mickey and Nigel, the inseparable duo, are together and I notice KJ and Misty in line, too. I wonder who’s paying? Noticing my gaze, KJ looks up from Misty’s behind long enough to give me a sly smirk. I roll my eyes at him and his obnoxious attitude. What did I ever see in that punk?
    â€œHey y’all,” Mickey says, with Nigel nodding a “what’s up” from the side of her neck where he’s resting his head. These two make me slightly envious of having a relationship where public displays of affection are a constant requirement. KJ was too clingy, while Jeremy, wasn’t affectionate enough. But Rah is right on point when it comes to making a girl feel wanted.
    â€œDon’t you two ever get tired of hanging all over each other? It’s so uncouth,” Nellie says, sounding more like a proper old white lady than my homegirl from the CPT.
    â€œNever,” Nigel says, turning Mickey’s face toward his and giving her the biggest kiss I’ve witnessed in a long time.
    â€œOkay, that’s enough. Sorry I asked,” Nellie says, eyeing today’s menu. “Jayd, want to split a veggie sandwich?”
    â€œSure,” I say. I can’t resist Subway’s veggies and cheese. It’s the only thing they have that I like, except for their cookies. “No mayonnaise, and extra mustard on my side, por favor.”
    â€œEnglish, please,” Nellie says, sounding disgusted by my response. She’s worse than Bush when it comes to hating on our Spanish-speaking homies. Maggie, my Latina homegirl who’s also the queen of her crew, can’t stand her, even if she did convince all of El Barrio to vote for our princess of color. But Nellie would never acknowledge the love and that’s just fine with Maggie. She can’t stand Nellie’s bougie ass.
    â€œPlease,” I say, as salty as her comment was before. “Why are you such a tight ass? You know what I mean.”
    â€œYes, and you know how to speak English,” Nellie says, turning around to order our food. “We are in America now. Speak the language if you want to