The New Girl (lil pump/killumantii)

Iced out

"Be still damn!" Omeretta says putting her hand on her hip rolling her eyes at me

"Sorry, but pat d lucky have me dying laughing!" I say giggling

Omeretta was cutting my hair so I can have a different style. I didn't even know she could do hair, until it came up in a conversation at lunch one day.

"I'll say. I slayed you to the magical gods!" She beams

I look up at the mirror and smile then shake my bob back and forth.

"Stiff where?" She says brushing my hair

"Bihhhhh, this look good as fuck." I say running my fingers through the strands "it's like a whole new do."

"I know I know." She brags

My phone rings and I see lil pump FaceTiming me.

I hit decline and continue scrolling on my Instagram feed, watching comments on my new rap.

"You declined lil pump?" Omeretta cocks a brow putting the brush down

She laid her back against the counter top and folds her arms as she waits for me to tell the story behind it.

"He thinks he can talk to me and treat me any type of way and apologize like that makes it all better."

"He using the fact you got a crush on him, ion even see what you see him." She shakes her head in disapproval

"He fine, and even behind his wanna be façade, there's a good guy there." I say soulfully

"Did you see that video where he threw his tv."She asks wide eyed

"Yea but he does it for attention." I shrug while I continue rubbing my hands in my hair

"Look all I know is, he do too much for 'attention'" she does air quotes with her fingers "and I just don't think he the settling down type."

"We'll he'll know when he is ready and that's when he can come find me. Besides you like pussy what you tryna give me guy advice for." I laugh

"Yea you right." She holds her hands up in defense " I do like pussy." She smile and breaks into a laugh

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"Thank you, Omeretta's mom... for the ride." I say as I get out of the car

"No problem baby, be safe and have a good night." She wave out the window

"Bye girl see you at school tomorrow!" Omeretta hollers before they pull off down the street

I can hear a low beat of music coming from next door and I look up at the side Of the house to see lil pump light on and his window cracked. I shake my head and walk to the porch with my purse in hand. I search it for my keys that I thought I put in the small pocket in the front. When I realize I left my keys in my room on the dresser I sigh out, frustrated.

The house was dark, the porch light wasn't even on, so I knew my mom wasn't home. I sit on my steps dialing my moms number and get nothing but voicemail.

"Locked out?" I hear lil pump asks

"No." I lie

I watch him drop a cigarette on the grass and step on it to put it out. He has on no shirt but a black leather jacket, some pants and some slides on.

"You can stay at my house until your mom comes home." He suggests

"I don't think so, I'm fine, I can wait here." I say dialing her number again