Color Me Bad
By Wynta Tyme
“So this really is goodbye, bad girl?” I asked once I was able to speak around the lump in my throat. Using the pad of my thumb, I wiped away Em’s fallen tears. “This isn’t goodbye, my Lijah. I’ll be at a different school, but we will always talk, and I’ll be home most holidays. Just promise me you won’t make any new girl best friends. My heart can’t take that.” She gave a nervous chuckle then a small smile. I pulled her in for a tight hug. “No other girl can come close to you, and the same applies to you. You got my number so don’t be a stranger. Use my number, Em.”...