❗WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT & STRONG LANGUAGE❗️
(Sequel to My Boo💋)
Tyler Mayy, 17, is in a long distance relationship with a stud who goes by the name Chris from Miami, Florida. Ish hits the fan and now Tyler is on the verge of losing herself while h...
"Thank you Jesus" I say as I get up from my desk, grabbing my books.
"I know right, I'm sooo hungry"
"Naomi your always the hell hungry, you just ate a whole bag of cheetos....without offering bitch"
"You didn't ask...the fuck I'm suppose to know if you hungry or not" she laughs.
"Ugh but thank god we have a 45 minute break now" I smile.
"Yeah, after that longass lecture about fucking calculators...I don't even wanna touch my phone"
"Like that's gonna last long" I roll my eyes.
"I know" she instantly picks up her phone.😂😭
We both start laughing and exit out the classroom. That boy Micheal walks by and our eyes meet just for a second before he walks away.
"I'm a talk to him today" I look at Naomi.
"And what? Make a golden Oreo" she laughs.
"Fuckkkkk you, I'm not even yellow bitch"
"I gotta tell the girls that one" she smiles, laughing.
"Bye hoe" I say walking the other way.
"LOVE YOU TOO" she screams.
I walk to the bathroom and place my books on the sink. I love this Démodé sweatshirt. And to think Démodé mean out of fashion...where?
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I fix my hair a bit and make my way into the cafeteria. Shit, now the line is long and all I wanted was some cookies😤 Damit.
I scope out the line trying to find Namoi's skinny ass, but I see Micheal instead. Maybe...just maybe he'll get them for me.
"Hey" I smile, coming up to him.
"Hi"
"You think you can get me a bag of cookies? Since I'm a lil late at getting in line"
He nods his head and looks around.
I walk away and stand aside from the line. He then orders and pays for his lunch and a bag of chocolate chip cookies, walking back towards me now.
"Thanks" I say grabbing the bag from his hand.
He nods again and begins to walk away.
"Hey wait" I pull his arm back.
"Yes"
"Um...can I sit with you?"
"I guess"
"Alright let's go" I say excitedly.
He takes me to a lunch table away from most of the kids and by the back wall. We sit down and he begins eating, not making any eye contact with me once so ever.
