So this imagine is based off a dream I had in school about this guy in my class...
Alaya POV
I'm sitting in Geometry bored outta my mind. I hate this class the teacher and everybody else in it.
"Laya" I hear.
I turn around and its Dacre. Bro hes soooo annoying and hes cute but he ain't my type.
"What do you want Dacre?"
"I want you baby girl."
" Well I don't want you, you're annoying and you hang out with those ignorant ass white boys that talk about shit they know nothing about so no. And don't call me baby girl." I say while rolling my eyes
*RIIIIIIIIINNNNNGGGG*
Yes! Time for lunch. I got this chick fil a chicken wrap calling my name.
I walk pass Dacre I can smell his cologne and damn he smells good.
As I was walking out the door I heard Dacre mumble under his breath "Damn her ass looks nice ass hell."
"Laya! Damn bitch wait!" I hear yelling from my best friend Gia, I stop and wait for her to catch up.
"Girl why you walking so fast fa" she says while we continue to walk to the cafeteria.
"I wasn't intentionally doing it. I think it's because Dacre keeps hitting on me and then when I walked past him and he smelt so damn good..... I had some unholy thoughts going on."
"But I thought you didn't like him tho." She looks at me and smiles.
Okay so I'm not completely honest I did have a small crush on him like he can rearrange these guts if he wants to but I'm not gonna admit that.
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Imagines✨ Black Queens (DISCONTINUED)
FanfictionPreferences for black girls. I do mostly thicker chick type of preferences because I am a thicker girl. Mature Content.