Poppy's Point of View
I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I looked at the clock on the night stand to see it was three in the morning. I took my phone off the nightstand and saw that Kayla was calling. I hadn't seen or spoken to her since I met BJ.
"Hello," I said as I answered the phone.
"Where are you, b***h? I am at your apartment and you are not answering the door," Kayla said.
"I don't live there anymore," I said.
"What do you mean you don't live there anymore? When did you move?" Kayla asked.
"Last night. I have so much I need to tell you," I replied.
"I have a lot to tell you too. My mom kicked me out of the house and I was hoping I could stay with you," Kayla siad
"What? Why would she kick you out?" I asked.
"We got into an argument. She told me I couldn't' stay wi
