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𝙼𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙰𝙷 𝙹𝙰𝚁𝙾𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙴 | 𝚂𝙸𝙰𝙷
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𝙼𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙰𝙷 𝙹𝙰𝚁𝙾𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙴 | 𝚂𝙸𝙰𝙷𝗠𝗜𝗔𝗠𝗜, 𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗗𝗔📍━━

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i walk into school with my headphones on.

ian really tryna be here again, but if i don't come ima get arrested.

i walk until i feel somebody pulling my ehoodie from behind me.

i turn around and see sum shordy ian never seen before.

"yo?" i questioned, looking down at ha.

she was a dark skin, with purple ass hair.

she looked me up and down. "why i never see you hangin round no girls? you ain't with nobody or sum?"

who is this?

"why?"

she rolled ha eyes, still pulling on my hoodie. "cause —- i be seeing you play at our games and shit. you a good ass basketball player. i been wantin to talk to yo ass."

"but you was always with yo friends, or with that nigga. von or whatever."

i pushed ha hand away from me. shit like this wasn't uncommon. niggas always coming up ta me sayin sum shit like this.

and i've always curved them.

like i said, i wasn't really down with getting with anybody. and na, i only got one person on my mind.

ian worried bout no one else.

i swear he gotta nigga stuck like we together or sum.

i look behind ha, and see von standing by his locker on his phone. instantly my body started going towards him.

forgot about shordy just that quick.

but she gripped on ta me, and pulled me back ta her. "nigga? where you goin?"

she looked ta where i was looking at and she kissed ha teeth. "he can wait. we talkin right na."

i look at ha. shordy on sum. ion even know ha ass.

i swear muthafuckas crazy.

"we not, im good on you shordy." i pulled away from ha and walked straight ta him.

i heard ha let outta frustrated breathe and then walk away.

thank god.

i walk up ta von, he was facing me but he was on his phone.

so i slammed my hands on either side of him, and made him jump into the locker.

he looked at me witha mug. "stop doing that shit."

i smirked down at him. "nah, im good."

"i swear the shit ain't even funny."

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