The witch

Chapter Seven

Autumn

I walk out of school with Lashay and just like he said he would be, Fats is in the parking lot to pick me up.

"Oouu there go your man" Lashay jumps up and down like a rabbit.

I scoff  "Girl please. I keep telling you he's not my man"

"Whatever helps you sleep at night" Lashay smirks.

I roll my eyes at her.

"Can I ride?" Lashay asks.

I nod "If we show up to my house at different times my mom will know I didn't ride the bus"

"True, let's go" Lashay grabs my arm and practically drags me to the car.

I get into the front seat and she hops in the back.

Fats zooms out of the school parking lot..

"I got you something" Fats looks at me then back at the road.

I furrow my eyebrows.

"Look under the seat" He tells me.

I reach under the seat pulling out a rectangular shaped box.

"An iPhone 14?" I ask in shock while staring at the brand new phone box.

Fats nods with his eyes still on the road.

"Let me see" Lashay yells poking her head into the front seat.

I show her the box.

"Girl" Lashay says dramatically dragging the L

I shake my head "I can't accept this" I tell Fats.

"Why you can't?" Fats asks confused.

"My mom doesn't allow me to have a cellphone" I remind him.

"So hide it from her" Lashay chimes in.

"Yeah" Fats agrees.

"I mean be for real you're seventeen years old, I bet you the only person at your school without a damn phone" Fats shakes his head.

"She is" Lashay tells him causing me to glare at her..

"What?" Lashay holds her hands up in surrender "It's the truth"

I roll my eyes.

"Open the phone and create your Apple ID & shit so we can activate it" Fats tells me.

I hesitantly open the phone.

"Ooouu and it's the purple one. He snapped" Lashay says causing Fats to chuckle.

"Meanwhile I'm on this XR" Lashay continues.

"Atleast your mom lets you have a phone" I tell her putting emphasis on let's.

A few minutes later we pull up to T-Mobile.

"What are we doing here?" I ask Fats.

"They gone activate your phone and give you a phone number" He tells me.

I shake my head "I don't have any money"

I watch as he lifts the arm rest going into the center console.

"I do" Fats pulls out a stack of money.

"That's a lot of money" Lashay says putting emphasis on a lot.

"Why are you doing this for me?" I question Fats.

He shrugs his shoulders "I feel like I owe you for keeping my little secret" He winks at me.

I chuckle "Whatever"

"What secret?" Lashay nosy ass asks.

"It wouldn't be a secret if I told you" I tell her.

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Fats took us to get some food and we decided to eat it in his car so my mom wouldn't ask questions.

"Thank you" I tell fats sipping on my lemonade drink.

"You're welcome" Fats replies as we pull by my house.

"I'm not trying to leave trash in your car but I can't take this inside" I tell Fats, sitting my cup into his cup holder.

He nods "I understand baby girl"

Every time he calls me baby girl I get butterflies..

"Text me" He tells me as I open the car door.

"I will" I respond about to close the door then I stop myself.

"Are you picking me up tomorrow morning?" I ask Fats looking him in his eyes.

It feels like we're both in a trance for a second before Lashay coughs bringing us back to reality..

"You want me to?" Fats asks me.

I nod.

"See you tomorrow then" He smiles.

I smile "See you tomorrow" I shut his car door.

He speeds off...

"Y'all too cute, see if he got friends" Lashay tells me.

I laugh

"Girl I'm for real you got you a get money nigga and he older omg" Lashay says fangirling.

"He's not my nigga" I tell her as we cross the street to my house.

"Okay well still see if he has friends" Lashay tells me.

I nod wanting her to shut up "Okay I will" I tell her.

"Don't forget to put your phone silent and hide it" Lashay reminds me.

"Oouu thanks for the reminder" I tell her putting the phone on silent and stuffing it into my backpack..

We walk into my house..

My mom is pacing back and forth angrily..

"The fuck wrong with her?" Lashay mumbles.

I shrug my shoulders..

My mom stops pacing and glares directly at me.

I swallow an uncomfortable lump in my throat.

"You doing witchcraft now?" My mom questions.

I watch as she walks over to the dining room table picking up the book I got from the hoodoo lady...

Oh god.

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