On the Flip Side by Nikki Carter Read Free Book Online Page B

go to NYC and regulate? He’s got some nerve with his ugly self! How he gonna play you and he ain’t even cute?”
    I shake my head and frown. “Sam did not play me! Not really. Someone slipped him a drug at the club, and he kissed some girl.”
    â€œAnd he told you?” Dilly asks. “Did he think you’d be okay with that?”
    â€œDo you believe him?” Big D asks.
    â€œYeah, I do, but I’m still heated.”
    â€œAnd you should be, because he’s probably lying,” Dreya says. “Ain’t nobody slip him nothing. He was doing the slipping. Slipping his tongue in another girl’s mouth, and now he’s just trying to cover his tracks.”
    Big D frowns at Dreya and says, “Sam isn’t like that. If he wanted to break up with you he’d do it. He’s not that guy, Sunday.”
    â€œEvery guy is that guy if they have the opportunity.”
    I feel angry with myself for letting the tears fall. Especially in front of Dreya, who seems to gain strength off my unhappiness like some kind of super villain who thrives on negativity.
    â€œI don’t know if you care what I think,” Dilly says, “but I don’t believe Sam would cheat on you. First of all, you’re hot. Second of all, you’re Sunday Tolliver! That’s like the ultimate come-up for him.”
    â€œFor every fly chick in the world, there’s a dude that’s tired of her and on to the next one.”
    Dreya reminds me of that little grey stuffed animal on Winnie the Pooh . Was he a donkey? The one who was always saying, “Oh bother” and raining on everyone’s parade.
    â€œThat’s enough, Drama,” Big D says. “You sound a whole lot like misery loving company right now.”
    Dreya snatches her purse and puts on her sunglasses (even though it’s dark outside) and starts walking toward the steps.
    â€œI’m out of here. If you want to be in denial, Sunday, that’s on you. I hope it all works out for you.”
    I scowl and plop down on Big D’s comfortable leather sectional as Dreya sashays out of the basement. Just like I said ... she loves to rain on everybody’s parade.
    Big D opens his mouth to speak and I hold up my hand. “No, please don’t say anything else about this. I have to deal with this in my way. No matter what, Sam is supposed to be my boyfriend. He knows that I’m in the public eye and that he can’t do stuff to embarrass me. Whether I forgive him or not for being stupid has nothing to do with the fact that I will have to deal with the questions.”
    â€œYeah, you’re right, baby girl. I can’t argue with you or defend Sam on that one.”
    Dilly says, “It’s gonna be straight, Sunday.”
    â€œI need to get out of here. I’ve got a study session with my roommate. We’ve got a paper to write in our composition class for Thursday.”
    â€œDang, Sunday,” Dilly says. “You are going to wear yourself out.”
    â€œNope. Not gonna. I’m getting a Frappuccino on the way back to the dorm.”
    â€œWhen are you inviting me to the campus to meet all of your hot friends?” Dilly asks.
    â€œHa! When you grow up! And stop acting like you don’t have a girlfriend. Bethany would flip out if she heard you say that.”
    â€œBethany and I are on a break. She’s too much for me.”
    My eyes widen, and for a second I forget all about my drama. “What do you mean? What’s up with y’all?”
    â€œShe’s talking crazy! She told me she loves me and she wants me to move in with her. I’m like whoa! Hold up! I ain’t even out of high school yet. I don’t want to wife anyone.”
    â€œYeah, that’s tripped out. You want me to talk to her?” I ask. I’m not sure what I would say, but clearly she needs a reality check.
    â€œNaw, I handled it,” Dilly says. “I told her I