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I groaned as I turned over on my bed. I was super bored and there was nothing to do.
Today was my day off from work and everybody was busy. And I mean everybody. I worked at this small boutique down the street and it was so tiring. All I did was smile at everybody and ask if they would like their clothes in yellow or pink or a small.
I had gone through all my phone settings and messed around, tryna find out what everything did. I had even cleaned my room and arranged my closet and I was still bored.
I sighed and picked up my phone. I went through my messages and saw that weird ass number that texted me two days ago. There was nothing to do so I might as well just unblock him and see wassup.
(424) 643-2157
so.....what's yo name?
-2:43pm
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I heard keys clanking so I knew somebody was home. Prolly my mama. I was finna go bother her. I jumped outta bed, put my slides on and practically ran downstairs.
"Mama!" I called.
"What?!" She responded with so much hostility I stopped immediately at the last staircase.
"Nun'. Just wanted to make sure you was the one" I lied and ran back upstairs. I guess she had a bad day at work and I sure as hell wasn't gon' get the brunt of it.
I plopped down on my bed again and grabbed my phone. The random had replied already. I was low-key impress at how fast he replied.
(310) 235-6557
u deadahh blocked me n now u wanna know ma name
-2:46pm
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(424) 643-2157
im bored♀️
-2:46pm
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(310) 235-6557
u blowin me rn nigga
-2:46pm
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(424) 643-2157
i aint no nigga
-2:47pm
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(310) 235-6557
so u sayin u a bitch
-2:47pm
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(424) 643-2157
i aint say det either
-2:47pm
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(310) 235-6557
so whatchu sayin den
-2:48pm
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(424) 643-2157
am sayin u should tell me ur name
-2:48pm
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(310) 235-6557
yh ight
-2:49pm
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I gasped at his audacity. Nigga straight up blocked me. Right when I thought we was bonding. It kinda hurt when you was the one being blocked and not the one blocking people.
Welp. There goes my source of entertainment.
Guess I would just thug it out on my own. Like a loner
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"And then he just blocked me" I reported to Day-day when we finally linked up later.
"So....why you mad?" She asked, proceeding to stuff her face with Doritos.
"Was you even listening? He fucking blocked me"
"But you blocked him first right?". I nodded to confirm it. "So how you gon' get mad when he do the same? And how you know it's a he? You could be talking to a whole female"
"Nah. It ain't. Seems like a nigga" I explained.
"Well whatever gender, just let it go" she shrugged. Just then, Jared and the others came into the house. I guess they was done with whatever they was doing.
"Hey baby" he said and leaned down to kiss Day-day, making me gag.
Not like I was a hater or anything but....I was a hater. Not of them but PDA. I just didn't understand why you had to tongue kiss and shit like that in front of everybody else. Like we already know y'all together, you ont gotta prove it.
"Hater". Day-day stuck her tongue out at me and I did the same to her. She blew me a raspberry and I just rolled my eyes and picked up my buzzing phone. Caleb had texted.
caleb
wyd?
-5:23pm
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kenny
just chilling with da gang
-5:24pm
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why?
-5:24pm
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caleb
slide thru mama
-5:24pm
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kenny
what fa?
-5:25pm
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caleb
come ova n find out
-5:25pm
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kenny
i aint finna do dat right there
-5:25pm
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caleb
y not
-5:26pm
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kenny
i ain't finna blow my homies off
-5:26pm
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caleb
ight
-5:26pm
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kenny
u mad?
-5:27pm
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I waited for a while but he didn't reply. So he left me on read? Ight then.
"You good?" Ace asked, placing a hand on my shoulder.
"Yeah. What y'all finna d-"
"Mane this nigga tripping" he cut me off, taking my phone out my hands. "Where he stay at? Lemme go shoot that bitch up"
"Shut up ace" I rolled my eyes, taking my phone back. "You ont even own a nerf gun"
"You really think I ain't finna do it?" He raised an eyebrow.
Yeah ight. Ace was a sorta pacifist. He wasn't even allat loud. He was just laid back and chill and allat. But he could really go to war bout family tho. That was one thing he didn't play with. That and money. He didn't play no games bout the dough.
"Think you ain't finna do what?" Omar interrupted, loudly munching on a bag of Lays chips.
"Mind ya business" I answered, thumping his forehead.
"That shit hurted" he told me, rubbing his forehead. Like I actually gave a shit.
"That my bag of Lays?" Ace asked, an unexplainable look on his face.
"Uh-oh". I quickly moved away from them. Ace also didn't play with food. At all.
It was gonna get rated r up in this bitch pretty soon.
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