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Amiya Jameilia Whyte//19
"Suh why all of a sudden uh mute? Nuh you just did a bad mhi up?" A wah do dah brown man yah? Is like him forget seh one slap pan him skin aguh mek him red up.
"Why uh nuh just bring mhi gah school sir, weh we fhi talk boh?" I turned my head to look at him, staring dead at his lips.
"No sah girl, uh thirsty man"
But fr...we fhi be ashamed a we self inuh because y we come inah the man vehicle and we not even know him name?
"Him dun soon reach a Mountain View inuh suh sit back and relax"
"Mhi nuh know, start off wid uh name...then proceed to handing me your number" He said with a shrug of his shoulders and I tilt my head, seriously wondering if him nah guh stop.
''Nah gi uh mhi numba inuh, but mhi name Amiya" I told him, nah wol on too much pan mhi name yuh zeet, and mhi wah know fhi him name to, and some man nah gi uh dem name unless uh gi dem fi uh.
Jamaican men are really unstable.
"Mhi dun tell uh inuh, uh nah guh like it the hard way" He told me, taking a turn into my school.
But Jesus, the people dem aguh see mhi come outta the people dem expensive car.
Murderrrr!
Soon hear seh mah fuck scamma man.
"Sir mhi and uh dun chat" I told him with a roll of my eyes, going to open the car door once it came to a halt but obviously this dutty man wouldn't mek mhi come out suh easily.
I took a deep breath and turned my head to him just fhi see seh him a smile while already staring at me.
If mhi hate man one more time.
"Yuh haunted?" I asked him.
No man mhi did really affi ask because it seem like sumo possess him from mhi see him.
"Sumo like that"
"Please to let me out of your car or I'm going to take my pepper spray out of my bag and blind you" I told him in a soft tone, pulling the zipper of the small part of my Jansport knapsack bag.
He raised his perfectly shaped brows at me, the smile still on his lips.
We cah even seh nun cause a we come inah him car and nuh know him name.
"Give me your number" He said, pulling out his phone to me and mhi eyes dem coulda neva fool mhi, swear mhi see a glock inah him pants pocket. Me personally nuh think that safe but mhi feel like seh him fhi just shoot himself suh mhi can come outta the car.
