🎋 Malak is on his period🎋 Chapter 22

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( DO NOT TYPE 'SPIDER PORN' INTO GOOGLE - YOUR EYES WILL BURN😂😂 I should of warned people in the last chapter oops💀)
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Boys are weird as hell. One minute they  want to stuff you with mangos and cook you with apple sauce and the next they want to completely ignore your text messages.

Boys must be bipolar. Or maybe they're on their period. Maybe Malak's on his period... You never know. As I've said boys are born pregnant. So it makes logical sense that they have periods. But maybe instead of producing blood they produce an uncontrollable virus named fuck boys disease.

You never know.... these things are possible and most common with lightskins. And even if not...  I just know one thing.

That long ass creature needs to get her crusty unlotioned hands of my man before I stretch her hairline so far back, it makes her forehead look like Donald trump, crippled and uneven.

I don't understand boys. I really don't. If you have an argument with your holy, godlike girlfriend you don't move to her friend. Please God help me find the logic. Am I dog? Do you think you can abandon me at a shelter and adopt a new one? Do you want me to spread my legs out and piss on you? Hmmm?

But that's it isn't it? I'm not his girlfriend and neither is that giraffe of a friend. We're just two lost puppies that happened to fall into Malak Watson's hands. Just thinking I was mentally married to him yesterday makes me sick.

Just thinking that our imaginary children were running around my bedroom, spitting tuna at each other is making me cringe. Poor hairyette and Gavin dickwen won't even enter my uterus. Their future is uncertain. But don't worry. Me and Malak's children WILL be born.

I need to get real. I need a plan. I'll forget him. Control him. But at the same time not. Walk by him and watch him lust for my hand. Coincidently, swing my self Into his classes and watch his eyes twitch at my presence. I'll get it back. That little spark that I have always had for him.

The little spark that triggered my smile when I was cautiously spying at him through my binoculars in the cinema. The little spark that led me to sell his hair clippings in EBay and steal his SpongeBob underwear. That spark will come back just watch.

But right now, I really shouldn't be letting my thoughts control me. I've been staring at a piece of gum on the wall for half an hour. My eyes have been glued there ever since Malak and giraffe stormed out of Mc Donald's.

I twist my self around to face the door while I stuffed my binoculars in my bag. My plan will commence tomorrow. Or today if I'm feeling peckish.

I'll probably prank call Malak while eating my tuna and noodle sandwich in about an hour. And tomorrow, I'll tango myself into school with a face full of makeup and a face filled with attitude.

Malak won't know what hit him. I'll crash down at him like a pigeon. I'll creep on up like a penguin. Do penguins even creep? You know what it doesn't even matter. Malak better sleep with one eye open tonight.

I'm coming.......



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TO BE CONTINUED❤️🙃🌹
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I'm actually so confused with you Americans. Like you have the store River island but you don't have Jd? 😂😂 TF ( By the way Jd is like footlocker)

I've been so confused writing this book because I actually had to debate to myself if in America you have Mc Donald's or Burger King 😂😂 I feel so dumb like OMGGG

Anywhoooo

I did this tally in one of my chapters and I'm just looking back at it like " Do no white people read my book?" Not even one white person commented??

Fr tho? 😂😂

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