-Khayla POV-
As soon as I came home two hours ago, I changed into something comfortable. As I was doing my French homework, I felt my phone vibrate. I put my pen down and picked up my phone unlocking it. It's a text from Omari! It says 'Hey beautiful! What you doing? =)' I smiled. I rolled over on my back on my bed and replied.
-Texting Omari-
Me: Hi handsome! And French HW*Sent 5:15PM*
Omari: Tell me something in French*Received 5:17PM*
Me: Lol Okay. J'adore votre accent*Sent 5:21PM*
Omari: I know you said something about my accent lol*Received 5:24PM*
Me: Lol I said I love your accent*Sent 5:25PM*
Omari: Well I like your accent*Received 5:28PM*
Me: *Gasp* You only like my accent? I feel offended*Sent 5:30PM*
Omari: Calm down Kay I'm only playing*Received 5:32PM*
Me: I know and Kay? I have a nickname now?*Sent 5:35PM*
Omari: Yeah I mean all my friends got nicknames*Received 5:37PM*
Me: Oh and I guess I'll call you Mari*Sent 5:40PM*
Omari: That's good with me. But I'm gonna let you get back to your homework*Received 5:42PM*
Me: Aight, later*Sent 5:44PM*
Omari: Later*Received 5:46PM*
-End of Convo-
The convo ended and I still have a smile on my face. I rolled back over on my stomach and put my phone down. I picked up my pen and smiled down at my book. Ericka walked into my room "Why you smiling so damn hard" she asked. I picked up my pillow and threw it at her but it missed. "That's why you missed" she said sticking her tongue out at me. I laughed as she walked out of the room doing her signature "Pimp" walk. After that I went back to doing my French homework with Omari on my mind.
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