"You'll have fun," Pops ensures.
Terrence yawns and rubs his eyes, "I'll have fun if I get to punch a shark in the nose."
"A shark?"
"Yeah! It'll be cool!" He remarks, throwing his fist into the air, "I'll karate chop him just like Sensei's prepared me to."
The car erupts with chuckles and giggles, "Yo *ss is a trip," Pops says.
Ding.
I reached for my purse as they continued to talk, my phone in mind. I know I brought it, but locating it was going to be difficult.
I unzipped the top of my purse, revealing my phone. I grabbed it, gotch ya.
The screen lights up; it's Aaronzé.
My thumb presses against the home button, unlocking my phone. I click imessage.
After I replied, I went to Facebook. I haven't been checking my social media—or posting—as much as I used to. Probably because of all this stress..
Ding.
I put my phone on vibrate before going back to my messages.
"Must be the boyfriend," Grandad comments.
Grams chuckles at his slickness. I shake my head with a short smirk and eyeball what Aaronzé texted.
I looked outside of the window and spotted a familiar restaurant; we're close to home.
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RomanceUNDER CONSTRUCTION . CHAPTERS MAY UPDATE AS YOU READ . AFTER COMPLETION THE BOOK WILL BE MARKED COMPLETE & THIS MESSAGE WILL DISAPPEAR . - Binkya Aaronzé, rising player, had everything any teenage boy could dream of; Money, good grades, and women...
47. Had Enough
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