Chapter VII: Study Hall

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I woke up at six o'clock panicking. I thought I overslept for school.

"What you doing?" A voice said laughing.

I opened my phone seeing that Orlando was still on the phone with me.

"Why didn't you hang up nigga?" I asked.

"I ain't feel like it." He said smiling.

"Weird ass." I said.

"You snore loud as fuck." He said.

"I don't even snore bruh." I said truthfully.

"You do just gotta listen closely." He said.

"So I'm breathing then not snoring." I said.

"Nah you're snoring." He said.

"Nah you just dumb." I said.

"You dumber." He replied.

"Mhhhmmmm" I said.

The conversation grew silent.

"So what you doing right now?" He asked.

"I just woke up..." I said.

"Aw yeah." He laughed.

"What about you?" I asked back

"Playing fortnite." He said.

"Yikes, gotta blast." I said.

"You don't play?" He asked.

"I don't fuck with games like that or games period." I said truthfully.

"Let me put you on cause you missing out." He said.

"I'm really not, but I'm about to do my homework so I'll call you back." I said.

"Ight." He said as his tone changed.

"Your ass sound depressed and shit, I'ma call your black ass back." I laughed.

"Nah, I'm not." He lied.

"Ight piece tho." I said.

"Peace out bruh." He said.

I wasn't about to do my homework. I was about to stuff my damn cheeks. I grabbed a cup of microwavable noodles to hold me until I figured what I was actually going to eat.

After eating my unfilling snack, I stared at all the homework that I could do. I did my chemistry and criminology first and then hit up my friends for the rest of the answers. I texted Orlando knowing he didn't know the answers.

This nigga reply too damn fast. I could see him already replying. I swiped out my messages quick as fuck.

"Idk but Angelina probably got the answers

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"Idk but Angelina probably got the answers." He sent.

"preciate it." I sent.

"Np" he sent.

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