Kamira Marie Raines
East Harlem📍
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"Where you at?" Kamira asked glancing down at her phone then back to her TV.
"At the park," Monty replied. Kamira scrunched up her face, it sounded like he was at an amusement park it was so loud. "Come down here you not doing shit."
"I am doing shit," she rolled her eyes playfully.
"Who you on the phone with?" Kamira heard in the background.
"Yo momma bitch," Monty said making her chuckle. "Move nigga fo' I up yo shit," Monty mugged.
Kamira focused back on her show as Monty and the boy went back and forth. Kamira heard a the front door shut making her look at her bedroom door.
Amira stomped past with a scowl on her face. Kamira quickly stood up and chased after her into her bedroom.
"Mir, you okay? What's wrong?" Kamira stood in her doorway and watched as Amira took her shoes off and tossed them into her closet. "Mir?" She called again as Amira flopped face down on her bed.
"Uhhhh," she groaned loudly. She kicked her feet in the air like a toddler and fake cried. She sat up on the bed and stared at Kamira with her bottom lip poked out.
"Amira... what is wrong with you?" Kamira said trying not to laugh.
"I finally had my chance and then I blew it," she pouted.
Kamira raised her eyebrow slightly confused. "With Malachiah?" Amira nodded.
Amira has had the biggest crush on Malachiah since they were freshman's and he was a sophomore. He never spoke to her before but of course he knew who she was since they went to the same school and some labeled Amira as popular.
Being the shy person she was, Amira never gathered up the courage to go and speak to him. Plus he always had girls flocking over him, so what would he want with her.
"What happened?" Kamira asked sitting on the edge of her bed.
"I was with Imaya," she said referring to her bestfriend. "We went to the corner store and stuff... so him and his boys were standing outside or whatever. One of his friends was cat calling Imaya or whatever so she dragged me over there with her right?" She said making sure Kamira was following along.
Kamira chuckled and nodded, telling her to continue.
"So I'm standing waiting for Imaya to get finished talking to that guy or whatever and boom he like, wassup Amira," she paused.
"Okay and what happened after that?"
"I start stuttering like a fucking dumbass, Mira," she whined. "He literally just looked at him like I was retarded."
"I'm sure he didn't think you were retarded," Kamira chuckled.
"No he did," Amira nodded. "Trust me... I blew it, I fucking blew it. I finally got a chance to talk to him and shoot my shot and I blew it."
"Amira, calm down... I sure if y'all were meant to be y'all gon get y'all chance, Aight? Now stop stressing," she said trying to comfort her the best she could.
