Chapter : 8

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Y/N P.O.V

I woke up the next day got up did my regular morning routine and it was a little cloudy today so I wore a black shirt under my Marilyn Monroe In Chicago Bulls Jordan #23 Jersey Hooded Sweatshirt , my red skinny jeans , and my red black and white bred 11's. I went downstairs got my keys and left ,my mom didn't say nothing neither did my dad. I walked out the front gate and I saw Malak there.

Y/N : What are you doing here ?

Malak : I'm walking with you to school

Y/N : OH yeah I forgot we go to the same school

Malak was wearing a nobodies hooded sweater which was red black and white  he was wearing red true religion jeans and the black white and red bred 11's.

Malak : were matching sneakers

Y/n : yeah I know

by the way we are walking right now

Malak : so what happened after you left

Y/N : oh nothing I just got grounded

Malak : my bad

Y/N : It's not you didn't tell my mom to take my phone and computer away

Malak : that's kind of true but I'm hungry you want to get breakfast

Y/N : where?

Malak : IHOP

Y/N : YAA LETS GO

so me and Malak walked to IHOP but when we walked inside we sawed some bitches who I didn't want to see. (Dior and her friends) so a girl came up to me with Dior damn I fucked up Dior big time she got a big ass bandage over her nose.

??? : umm why did you do this to my sister

Y/N : cause she was starting shit

??? : you can drop the attitude

Y/N : And you can drop that dick that's in your mouth buy your not going to do that neither are you

??? : watch who you talking to

Y/N : The only thing i'm watch is your breath getting more stinker and stinker no will you move out my way so I can get a table thank you *pushes the girl out of the way and pulls Malak with her to a table and yall both sit down*

Malak : yoo YN you did that

Y/N : yass

Malak : damn she looks fucked up

Y/n : and she did got fucked up but at least she don't look like Ronald mc Donald with all that damn makeup on

Malak : I'M DEAD

Y/N : this bitch be like bababababa I put to much shit on face

Malak :  *laughing so hard his face turns red*

Next thing I know this light skin girl with brown long curly hair in a waitress outfit comes to our table

??? : here are your menu's choose something and call me when your ready *winks at Malak and walks away*

Malak : you saw that

Y/N : yeah

 I was a little piss cause I kinda do have some feelings for Malak

Malak : what's wrong is someone jelly *pokes your belly*

Y/n : ain't nobody jelly

she then comes back five minutes later

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