Chapter Eight

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Saturday
Cherokee

"Baeee?" I heard someone say in my sleep. I woke up and rubbed my eyes. "Tf was that" I said out loud.

"Bae you up?" James said. I forgot I was still otp with him damn. Why is this nigga calling me bae tho?

Damn did I say some shit last night smh.

"Yoo I forgot we was on the phone still but good morning" I said going into the bathroom.

"I been trying to wake you up for a hour I guess you a deep sleeper." He said.

"And is, you going on mute I'm finna piss" I said pressing the button and using the bathroom. I flushed and washed my hands then went back into my room to put on my slippers.

"Bae what you doing today" if this nigga say bae one mo time imma spazz.

"Nigga stop calling me bae gotdamn, but nothing why?" I said irritated, it's too damn early and he kinda clingy already. Murda would never , shii lemme stop worrying bout that nigga

"I was tryna link up, take you to the mall or sum but you want to have an attitude." He said hanging up the phone.

I know he did not jus- you know what he tripping. I put my phone on tha charger and headed into my closet to get out some clothes for the day. I hopped in the shower and did all my hygiene stuff for a good hour or so.

I headed back in my room and put my clothes on and sat at my vanity to do my hair. When I opened my phone to put on some music I had a text from James.

James~ you can gon head wit that attitude shit when a nigga just tryna be nice🙄 is yu trying to go to the mall or no man?

Keekee😼~ my bad , and yeah just scoop whenever

James~ Ight I'll be there in a few

I don't know but something tells me we just finna be my lil freak nun more. He kinda emotional. Anywho I plugged my phone up to my speaker and started jamming Polo boy- Da Don

BUT NOW IM BACK AT IT
JUST LIKE A CRACK ADDICT
YOU GON DO WHAT TO ME ?
SILLY LIL JACK RABBIT

"Lul sus what you know bout this shit?" Saint came in my room slanging his gun around dancing.

" Boy, I been on what you doing" I said laughing at him dancing he make me sick.

I got done doing my hair and I heard a horn outside and saw James in my driveway. I grabbed my stuff and headed down stairs.

" who dat out dere kee?" Malik said rolling up a blunt.

"My hoe, now mind your business be glad ian taking yo car today" I said walking out the house.

The walk to the car be so crucial don't be knowing where to look or if I look retarded walking.

I got in the car and put my seat belt on.

"Hey ba- I mean kee" here he go.

" Wassgood, why you keep calling me bae like we talk or sum?" I asked.

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