why y'all ain't tell me i ain't dropped a chapter? silly goose.. here y'all go😏🤌🏽
𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐌 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍
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𝐌𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐈, 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀
"Girl so tell me why me and Taj had sex yesterday like he be acting like he don't miss me, but he fucked me like he do. His crazy tell self." Aaliyah bragged while they walked down the hallwaythought they broke up
"Girl I know my brother and y'all definitely didn't have sex." Yasmine spoke while spitting her gum into a piece of paper. He was literally at his mom's house yesterday. Sleeping
Aaliyah rolled her eyes, but nobody noticed. She was sure that she would get Taj back. She just had to her Harlem out of her way
"Where my hug at jit?" Some tall boy with spider looking hair walked up to Jonnai, but she put her hand out in front of her
"Bye Shawn. You got a girl." They kept walking
"My class is right here. Bye guys." Harlem signed to Jonnai and Yas. Aaliyah smacked her lips obnoxiously
"Bitch everybody don't know sign language. Speak up like everybody else." Harlem's cheeks grew hot of embarrassment. She didn't like confrontation and things like this made her want to curl up in a ball and hid
"Then learn it bitch." Yas mumbled, but they all heard her
"Yo Aaliyah chill.." Jonnai looked over at her. "Girl I was playing damn." Aaliyah snickered knowing that Harlem was uncomfortable
i just need to get away
"No because I'm tired of you treating her like that. What's yo problem Aaliyah cause if its really like that then come see me about it. Don't nobody like no bully ass bitch." While Yasmine and Aaliyah argued Harlem had already went to class and sat down
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"Hey Taj." Harlem flat ironed her hair while her phone was propped on the sink
"Wassup." He said dryly. He was a little upset that she hadn't talked to him in a little over a week, but he wasn't gonna say anything. They weren't together and he was kinda glad that she did it. Her not talking to him for long periods of time helps him become less attached
"What are you doinggg?" She flinched from the smoke being too close to her head. "Nun. Just left my mama house." The phone sat in his lap as he drove
His bottom lip was tucked into his mouth and his chains hung from his neck
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FINDING HARLEM
Ficção AdolescenteCan we teach each other how to love? 𝐉𝐀𝐍. 3 2021 UNFINISHED/DISCONTINUED... READ LAST CHAPTER