Promises

YOU DON'T KNOW MY NAME

Roc pov:

After Mrs. L sign me and ole girl this assignment this girl tried to replace mee.. I didnt really give no fuck about it but i need this gradee. But ole girl that hang with ray girl got a bad ass attitude.. She to pretty to have one like that..fuq the pretty she too beautifull..

Afterschool i see her sittin at the table in the library..with her notebook she always write in.. I wonder what she write in there that make her soo focuss.. I sit at the table with her scaring her..

Bri: *jumps* oh shit

She hurried up and closed her notebook and set it to the sidee..

Roc: sorry if i made you jump..

Bri: its coo *smiles* soo bout this project

Roc: yeaa?

Bri: what do you want it to know be about?

Roc: its gone be about this niggah right he get jumped and-

Bri: *laughs* why he gotta get jumped

Roc: well if you let me finish maybee..just maybee you wouldve known why he got jumped

Bri: but its suppose to be romantic not beating ppl up..how bout the story be named thug cry?

Roc: i like that..

Bri: alright soo we can put yo "niggah "who get jumped in here i guess

Roc: now ima love this story we gone get a A plus!

Bri: *mumble* more like and F

Roc: why you soo meean?

Bri: its not mean its real..thank you..yunno what? Since you think im so meaan how bout you get to know mee first before jumpin to conclusions..

Roc: alright right now! Lets play 21 questions..

Bri: kaay lets goo. Ask me anything

Roc: why you so meean?

Bri: cause when you been fuqed over so many times you'll know why.. You'll understand how bitter a gurl like me can get

She sound like mee..

Bri: next question please

Roc: whata your favorite color?

Bri: bluee

Roc: saamee!

Bri: *laughs* thats coo

Roc: what you like too doo?

Bri: i sing i dance, play volleyball
I sleep eat dream, write music, write like little poems or whatevaa nothing major

Roc: alright lastly y u single ?

Bri: tf how you know im single? You stalkn mee or some shit?

Roc: no yo frienn told mee

Bri: which frienn?

Roc: dont worry bout it

Bri pov:

This lul boy got me fuqed up! How he know bout my love life?

Roc pov:

That girl cici told mee thats how i know.

Bri: omg thats irra..dont ask me that

Roc: but i just did so answer

Bri: nooo! Thats none of your business why i am singlee

Roc: *chuckles* wow! Okaay whatever you saay

Bri: enough bout me..wassup with your lifee?

Roc: my life is chill.

Bri: well what do you like to do?

Roc: i play football and just chill *leans back in the chair*

Bri: thats coo or whatevaa *phone rings* i gotta get this*gets up and talks on the phone* hello?...what you want dez?...im at school working on a project..yees this late..i'll see you when i get home damn*hangs up* sorry i gotta go home my bruthas buggin off something..*grabs her stuff*

Roc: waaait *grabs bri arm* when we gone meet up againn?

Bri: ummm tommorow morning? Okay with you?

Roc: yeaa i guess

Bri: okaay bye..nice talkn too you

Bri pov:
He's okaay i guess..he seems likeable but ion know yet..but WHO TF TOLD HIM I WAS SINGLE! He dont need to know what i amm..

Roc pov:

She coo..maybe one daay that can be mind..who am i kidding she hard to get and that attitude gon have to be waay better..