Diary of a Misfit (1)

chapter 7

Chresanto: Bahja boo I'm sorry

Bahja: no. There's no sorry about it. I was waiting for you to answer back about last night. And did you even call to cancel? No

Chresanto:Bahja don't start.  I said I forgot. You have had plenty of times whee you bailed on me and I am the one who suffers from it

Bahja:you know what. Chresanto I can't deal with you yelling at me like that.

Chresanto: I'm not yelling at you. I'm talking to you. And you shouldn't be talking about not being able to collaborate with someone. Cause right now you're the one being a drama queen

Bahja: whatever. I'm gonna go and let you cool off

Bahja left and Chresanto sighed as he sat down at a nearby bench. He knew he forgot something last night and now he remembered. He had to spend some time with bahja, but he wad preoccupied with Jacob. Speaking of Jacob, he was coming up the street and spotted Chresanto sitting down so he walked over and sat next to him.

Jacob:hii there

Chresanto: hi

Jacob:what's up. You like you disgusted

Chresanto: nah I'm good

Jacob:you sure?

Chresanto: yeah I'm sure.... but answer a question for me

Jacob :okay. What is it?

Chresanto: if someone scheduled a night with you and they forgot about it, would you be mad?

Jacob:... well I wouldn't exactly be mad, but I'd be disappointed.

Chresanto: oh. Okay

Jacob: hold on. I didn't finish. I would simply ask them why didn't they come and just plan for the next time.

Chresanto:thank you. Like any person in their right mind would just hear their story and figure out what happened. But nooo. She just had yo be caught up in her fucking emotions and wanna make a scene

Jacob: if I'm right I think your talking about Bahja

Chresanto: yes it's her. Man I swear it's bitches like her who make niggas like me become gay.

Jacob pondered on that for a few seconds before putting that at the back of his mind to later work on.

Jacob: what do mean by that?

Chresanto:oh my bad about the gay thing. My fault, but I'm just saying she is always about her and what's in her bubble. I'm half in half out.

Jacob: just give her some time she'll come around and be all over you. Like my Abuela says-

Breaunna: out of the way wanna be Jackson 5. Chresanto

Chresanto: ... yes Breaunna?

Breaunna: you need to get yo shit together. You got Bahja in the bathroom crying all cause of your selfish ass

Chresanto: selfish? Me.. selfish? She's the one who only cares about herself. And she better get HER shit together cause I've had about enough of it

Breaunna:oooh I'm telling

Chresanto:Breaunna you so full of drama yourself too. Just shut up about it

Breaunna:no I'm telling... move nappy boy

Jacob:you're calling me nappy, buy look at that raggedy weave you call your natural hair. What brand of grape jelly did you use to dye your hair?

Breaunna: you better watch it or I'll cut your hair off