135 (Capital Steez)

4• There's Plenty Of Fish In The Sea But See My Fish Is On The Line

• 4:22 p.m •

"You want me to sing you a song?" He asked.

I laughed. "No. What's happening with you and chorus anyway?"

"Nothing much. I just recommended a couple of songs but you know they won't let us sing Best Friend. So fuck the chorus teacher."

"What the hell? You recommend Best Friend."

"Mhm." He smiled sweetly.

"By Young Thug?"

"Ye."

I busted out laughing. "You know they will not let you guys sing that at a concert so I don't know why you salty."

"I know but it was worth a try." He shrugged.

"It really wasn't." I mumbled.

"WHATEVER!" He said loudly making me jump. "I'll see you tomorrow bae."

He pecked me on the lips and made his way to the door.

I walked him out. "Bye friend."

He snickered and went to his car and drove home. I spent the rest of the day starring at the rain and doing homework on my laptop.

• September 13, Tuesday •
• 7:04 p.m •

"Morning!" Raymond met me at the entrance.

"Good morning Ray! What's going on wit chu?"

"Walking with you. You?" He said.

"Walking wit yo bitch ass." I said.

"Stephanie please watch your mouth." An administrator said.

"Sorry!" We walking away from the admin. "Bitch..."

"That's what you get. Watch when you get ISS. See you later Bae." He kissed my cheek and went to class.

I didn't have time to eat at home so I went to the cafeteria to get something to eat. The breakfast isn't as bad as the lunch but I don't understand why they have a corn dog here at this time.

"French toast, grits, cheese and sausage please." I ordered my food, grabbed a box of juice and sat down at a table.

The cafe is packed! Everyone is pushing to get something and what not and I'm just trying to eat my food in peace.

"Yo, anyone sitting here?" The guy I was checking out yesterday asked.

I shook my head since my mouth was full.

"Cool." He ate his breakfast and wrote in that same notebook.

Time to make a move.

"I saw you yesterday. What's with the notebook if you don't mind me asking."

He looked up from his book. "Lyrics."

"Singer?"

"Nah, rapper." He answered.

"That's cool!"

"Yeah." He went back to writing.

His accent gives me life. His voice is heaven.

"So what's your name?" I asked.

"Steez." He said.

"Steve?!" He doesn't look like a Steve at all.

"STEEZ! Why are you asking me all these questions?"

"I just want to get to know you. You're new right? I wanna be your friend!" I smiled and my eyes softened.

"No thanks." He declined.

I frowned. "Steez your real name?"

He looked up. "Jamal."

"Jamal. I like that name."

"Thanks." He replied.

It's so hard making small talk with him -.-

"Where you from?"

"You ask a loootttt of questions." He rolled his eyes.

That's my cue to stop talking and just eat my food.

"What's your name?" He finally asked.

"Stephanie but call me Steffy."

"Ok Steffy. Since you wanna know so much. I'll take your number, I'll call you after school and we'll hang out. You seem Aite."

I put my number in his phone and went to class.

"See you later Steez." I smiled.

He gave me a thumbs up.