Fatima: Zac where are we going
Zac: fatima Stop asking me that you have been asking ever since we left the house
Fatima: Well If you would just tell me I would stop asking (I Say under my breath)
Zac: You Know what (Stop the car on the side of the road)
Fatima: What are you doin-(Zac Speaks over her)
Zac: I don't wanna hear a word get in the back Seat (fatima knows what's about to happen So she does as she was told because if not It would not be good)
Fatima : baby Im sorry - (Zac talked over her again saying nah its too Late for that)
(fatima look like She was scared but she really wasn't)
Zac : (he got in the back seat with me)
Fatima: (Looked away)
Zac - Look at me
Fatima - Looks at him and say im sorry baby
Zac- don't say that again, you hear me
Fatima - (noded)
Zac - get back in the front and don't say nothing to we get there
Fatima - (has an attitude)
Zac - Stop it like your finna make me turn around and go home and fix that attitude of yours
Fatima - whateva
Zac - (thinks ohhh hormones I know what to do to make it change ) aright lets go home I got some for that ass
Fatima - (roll her eyes).
