Y/N
It was the next day as I was in the living room minding my business while talking to Storm and Jamal as the door bell rung. My mother went to go get it as I was laughing at Jamal and Storm arguing. "Yeah she's here you guys supposed to be going somewhere?" I heard my mother ask as I immediately laid down trying to pretend I was sleep. "Y/N" I heard but ignored her placing the throw blanket on me.
"Y/N" I heard again but I ignored again closing my eyes. "Girl" she said as I heard her walk into the living room. "She's sleep?" I heard Spencer ask. "No she isn't" Storm snitched as I just continued to play sleep. "She was just up talking to us" Jamal added as I grew irritated. "I guess I'll try another day Ms. Y/M/N." Spencer said. "No baby it's fine" I heard my mother start off before I felt her snatch the blanket off of my body.
I just looked at her "get out the house and go do something, especially if someone is trying to be your friend" my mother explained. "I was sleep" I expressed. "Lie again" my mother said as I just sighed before sitting up. I looked back at Spencer before getting up from the couch and going upstairs.
I wet my wig as it curled up and I placed it up in curly bun.
I placed some lip gloss on my lips before I went and got dressed in a pair of shorts and a tube top. I then threw on a pair of white high top converses.
I grabbed my wristlet, a towel, my phone and then headed downstairs. "That's what you're wearing?" I heard Jordan question. "What's wrong with it?" I asked then looked down at my outfit. "Nothing you're fine. You ready?" Spencer asked as I left off the last step of the stairs nudging Jamal's head as I walked past him.
He got up and followed us as I got into the back seat of Jordan's car "play some woo" I said as Jordan got in the car. "Who?" He asked "Woo" I repeated as Jamal got in next to me. "What is woo?" Spencer asked. "Pop smoke" I answered. "Hand me the phone. You know who this is" I started off then started playing "welcome to the party".
"Ohhhhhh" I heard Jordan say "Asher was playing the hell out of this song" Spencer added. "I bet he was" I simply said as I took a picture of Jamal and I. Spencer looked at me from the mirror in his sun visor as we faintly smiled at each other. I went back to cheesing with Jamal.
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Love in The End Zone| Spencer James (slow Updates)
FanfictieEnd Zone "For those who daringly make it out of the friend zone, a task for only few people. If they make it out, they make it out of the friend zone, they made it to the end zone. An award second only to the congressional Medal of Honor"