2• After School

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(Stephanie aka Steffy on the left and Raymond on the right)

• 2:45 p.m •

   I have the whole house to myself till eleven o clock because my dads job but I ain't even mad. I mean, a little I guess. I really only get to see him over the weekend and my I'm really cool with my dad.
I called him letting him know I was home then started eating all of the snacks in the pantry. I called Ray to see if he could come over.

* Phone Call *

Me: Heyyyy! Can you come over?
Ray: Yeah! What's poppin'?
Me: Nothing. Just bored.
Ray: Alright. Imma be there in a little bit.
Me: Aite.

* End Of Phone Call *

"What up bitch?" Raymond exclaimed as he walked into my house.

"Come to my door callin' me a bitch again. Knock the shit out of you." I closed the door behind her.

He sat on the couch and charged his phone.

"I wish you would. Lil bitch." He mumbled.

I giggled and sat next to him. "So what's going on Raymond?"

"Oh you knowwww."

"If I did I wouldn't have asked." I sassed.

He made a stankface. "Salty ass! Whatchu need is some dick in ya life."

I punched his arm playfully. "Don't say that!"

"Yeah mean ass. Anyway, guess who I saw?!!!" He squealed.

"Who?" I rolled my eyes.

"That lil nigga you was eyeballin' at lunch."

"Oh! Him! What was he doing?" I handed him some snacks.

"Thanks and he was just getting his mail. Turns out he doesn't live that far." He shrugged and bit into a granola bar.

I jumped up and down in my seat. "RAY WHERE?! WHERE DOES HE LI-"

He put his finger over my mouth. "Stop. Thirsty ass."

I laughed and moved his finger. "I'm not thirsty. I just wanna know!"

"Well now you know. He lives near Foxwood."

"Foxwood?" I wrinkled my nose. "Ray that's all the way over there. Thats about fifteen minutes away on foot!"

"Well!" He started. "You have car right?! Drive over there!"

I shook my head. "Ok nigga."

"You sound like you wanna fight hoe." He said playfully.

"Maybe I do!" I got up.

"Um no, you don't. Sit yo ass down. You tryna go out?"

I sat on his lap. "Out where?"

"To see ya mans." He smirked and poked my stomach.

I moved his hand away and laughed. "Noooo. I don't want him so stop."

"Lies. Let's roll out wit yo fine ass."

"Shut up."

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