This bitch gotta be dumb. Why would she give a 3 year old cough syrup. I shook my head and brushed my teeth. I got in the shower and my mind wondered off to Kierra. She said we're just friends, I'm not pushing it but I don't think a boy and a girl can just be friends. Especially when they're sexually attracted to each other.
I got out the shower and grabbed my towel. I walked out the bathroom and into my room. Arianna was gone but the bed was made. She'll probably call me later. I went into my closet and grabbed some black Balmain jeans. I went into my dresser and got a white Bape t-shirt. I went into the living room and grabbed my keys off the couch. I put on my white Air Force Ones and left the house. I got in my car and pulled out the driveway. On my way to Walmart I called Juice.
"This can't be Cj." He said answering the phone laughing.
"Yeah. I been busy." I said joining on the laughing.
"Doing what?" He asked. I heard a girl laugh in the background.
"Fucking with Arianna. Who is that?" I asked stopping at a stop light.
"Did you just say Arianna?" He asked before I heard him say something to his background.
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No Strings Attached
General FictionDating is overrated. At least that's what Kierra thinks. After what her ex did she's completely over relationships...or is she?
