I sighed deeply as I picked out an outfit for tomorrow's senior lunch at my school. At first I wasn't gonna go because I don't wanna see Sasha. Especially if it's in a place where I know I can't put my hands in the girl. I want to see the bitch a skating rink or a party.
Jordan and I are still talking, on the phone a lot more than we use to be. He's kind of been my rock these days. I think I'm going through a small depression again. So, I've just just been to myself and focusing on my schoolwork. My mom has even been taking me to her studio sessions and I've been helping her write stuff. My dad has no idea about anything that's going on. I want to tell him, but I'm very nervous that the outcome of that will be back. Especially because we go to Mexico this weekend. So my anxiety is sky high.
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I looked at my phone screen as people commented things on my IG live. It's quite funny because people already know I'm not fuckin with Rakim because I deleted all our Instagram posts together. So it's funny tryna see why they think we broke up. Well, technically we didn't break up because Rakim don't know why I haven't even been talking to him.
"I am in... LA right now. I live in LA." I tell someone. "I'm moving to Atlanta for when I go to school if you or if I don't I'm still moving to Georgia."
Are you moving with Rakim?
"No." I say swiping the question down.
Are you and ur dad cool? Y'all never together 😭
"Me and my dad are fine. We're like this!" I say crossing my fingers.
"Are you on live?" My mom asked walking behind me.
I look up at her and nod my head. "Yes I'm answering questions. Can we get Chinese food?" I ask smiling.
"I thought you were cooking?" Mama asked wrapping her arms around my neck. "I want Alfredo." She said.
"I'm tieddd." I say pouting. "Please." I tell her.
"DoorDash?" Mama asked.
"No. I'll go get it. I don't want it to be cold." I look at my phone. "Y'all I'm finna go cause this bitch is hungry. I might get back on." I say softly.
"Bye." My mom said before I ended the live.
I sit my phone down and look at my mom. "When is my brother coming home?" I ask.
"I don't know. I don't really care."
Julez and my mom got into a little argument and so Julez decide to stay with his dad for a few days but he's been gone for like almost a month. The argument wasn't even that serious. But they're both dramatic ass people.
"Mama don't be like that." I laugh softly.
She looked at me and shrugged her shoulders. Somebody started knocking on the door and I looked behind me.
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