"Would you mind if I take you somewhere? To make up for not being so nice..."
I'm just staring at him right now.
I don't know what to say.
I just met him.
And I'm suppose to go out with him?
Yes!
I can't.
I don't even know his name.
I wasn't planning to either.
Lieeeeeee! Queenie's voice.
"I- we- I don't even know your name..." I stutter.
He chuckles. "Stuttering stutterer, huh? Giovanni. That's my name. Can call Me Gio."
Well it's a pleasure to meet you "Giovanni" !
Nice name for a cute boy.
I can at least give him that.
"Uh...Shadia," I tell him.
"Still haven't answered to my request...Shadia," He retorts.
He stops the car.
I sigh.
Girl just say yes and done because him a go park up here so whole night.
I sigh again for the 100th time since night.
"About what time you're going to bring me home?" I ask him.
"I don't know...have a specific time you want to reach home by?" He asks.
"No," I say.
"Alright, no worry 'bout that then pretty girl," He smile then start back the car.
"Yaww how much?" He asks.
"16," I tell him.
"18" He says.
Two years apart no bad innuh girl! My inner demon shrieks.
If mi follow her mi put mi self in a trouble.
I ask him some questions after and he answers them fluently, not to talk bout how smart he sounds!
Boss man like him never miss a English class!
Tell me about it.
I like how this vibe flows.
Fi real.
Normally, I'd feel uncomfortable sitting in a car with a stranger or even a driver that I know but this just feels...
Different.
I'm more than comfortable.
Over here laughing my ass off at his jokes.
He's so funny.
"Anyways Mr. Giovanni, where are you taking me?" I smile.
"Mr a fi old people, Daddy would a fit me just fine though," He smirk.
I laugh and he joins me.
"When we reach there yuh shall see," he says when the laughter dies down.
I hum in response.
I don't even know why I gave in.
I'm not even sure of what my mom's going to say, but here I am giving man my approval to go out with him.
So far he's nice but he gives off a 'bad man' vibe.
The way he talks...
How he acts...
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