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"My girl rlly came to school with her face beat and who gon check her?" Mia smiled.
"Nobody cuz purr" I stuck my tongue out.
"Ion know why she aint just wait until after school to get her makeup done. Watch it look like shit by the time it's your birthday dinner" He shook his head.
"Imma just get it redone" I shrugged.
"And watch you be late to your own birthday dinner" He shook his head.
"Watchu want for your birthday?" Mia smiled.
"A birkin bag" I stuck my tongue out.
"You trippin fr" He waved me off.
"Stop cuz I want one" I pouted.
"I'm tryna figure out with what money" He looked around.
"Yo broke ass. Katalina already getting me one" I shrugged.
"Damn she spoils you.. I wish" Mia pouted.
These past three months I guess you can say I was okay. The first month was the worst. I was crying nonstop and didn't want to be around no one but Drew, he was there for me and I'm so grateful. Since I killed Dave with self defense I was let off free but I was questioned for a few weeks by 12. I wasn't happy but I was healing.
"So Kya you know how I been talking to Kevin?" She smirked.
"What about him?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Holdup Kevin James?" Drew asked being all nosey.
"She was talking to me not you" I frowned.
"Yea why?" She asked.
"Be careful Mia. That nigga known for getting close to girls just to fuck them. Once you let him he dip" He shrugged.
"Oh nah how long y'all been talking?" I looked at her.
"A month.." She sighed.
"Do he be talking bout fucking a lot?" Drew asked.
"Yes.." She mumbled.
"Cut that nigga off" I shook my head.
"But I really like him" She sighed.
"He obviously want one thing from you. Drew beat his ass" I spat.
