It had been 3 whole weeks since the last time I'd seen or heard from Jamal. And to be completely honest, I wasn't suprised. I knew he'd come around when he seen someone else doing his job.
I had been hearing that there would be a Ribault High basketball game tomorrow night, Friday, and I planned on going. I wanted to see my homeboy William ball out. The bad thing is, Jamal was gonna be at the game. But it was no pressure. I just needed someone to go with.
So I took out my phone and called my girl Zee.
"Hey, What are you doing tomorrow night?"
"Man nothing. Tryna slide to the Bault game. You going?"
"You know I am. But I was calling to see if you wanna go with me?"
"That's a bet. I'll see you out there at 5:30."
"Alright! Turn uhhh! 10-4"
"Lyric, you a corny nigga!"
"Bye Zee!"
JE LEEST
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TienerfictieMy Girls Call Me Lyric. I Grew Up Not Loving Myself. I Could Never Love Myself. I Was Always Quick For Love Hoping For Someone To Love Me. I Moved So Fast. So I'm Writing This Book For The Girls Like Me, The Girls That Could Never Love Themselves...
