diane's pov
so i got grounded for two weeks last night. the only apps that i can open are phone and imessages. they even took my spotify account away from me. i can only go to school and basketball practice, i'm surprised they didn't take my keys. i didn't get in bed until 4 am because after i got yelled at i still had to shower and do my homework i procrastinated doing by going to eat with zaire.
zaire wade: you still alive
diane graham: barley, wby
zaire wade: i'd rather be dead
diane garham: i feel that
diane graham: what did you tell your parents
zaire wade: i told them i was working out late wby
diane graham: i said i lost track of time doing
homework in the chick fil a parking lot
ziare wade: i had fun last night tho
diane graham: yeah me too
zaire wade: we should do it again
diane graham: maybe i gotta get to school ttyl
zaire wade: ft me
as i sat at my desk to finish my makeup i face timed zaire. he answered almost immediately.
"good morning." i said as he was brushing his teeth.
"good morning ma." he said. i finished shaping and putting on my eyebrow gel and started on concealer. i put it under my dark circles that were extra dark due to the lack of sleep and blended it out.
"why you putting on makeup, you don't need it." zaire said as he was walking somewhere.
"because i look fucking sick since i got like 2 hours of sleep." i said as i grabbed my eyelash curler.
"nah." he said now in his closet. i finished my makeup and now i was ready to leave. i was wearing a miami heat crop top with some nike sweatpants but i couldn't find my university red dunks. one thing about me is i love shoes.
"MOM WHERES MY RED DUNKS!" i yelled out the door of my room to my mom.
"MUD ROOM!" she yelled back. i went to grab my backpack with my phone in hand. as i was turning around my mom was at the door with my shoes and keys
"thank you." i said as i turned down the volume on my phone.
"remember straight home after practice no stops at chick fil a, you can do you homework here tonight."
"i know." i said as she set my stuff on my bed.
"love you honey, you need to get going." she said.
"i know, love you too." i said before she walked out of my room. i turned my volume back up.
"let me see the fit." zaire said as i put my shoes on. i set my phone up on my desk and showed him.
"that shirt is too short." he said as i straight faced him. "but other than that it's good, i fuck with the shoes."
"let me see your fit." i said to him
"girl i got a uniform." he said she he set his phone up and stepped back.
