Mark P.O.V. ⌚️
Wassup, the name is Markus Randall. I'm 15 years young, brown eyes. 5'10 in height you know. I love me some tacos! Thought y'all should know. I really don't know what to say so yup. Lets roll onnnnn .
"Markus Randall, what are you doing?" Kristine said over the other line of the call. "Aye girl, you better chill with that! Trying to get me killed out here? It could be spies listening in on our conversations and shit like for real." I said the last part like a girl. She started cracking up. "Boy, you so dumb!" I probably know what y'all thinking . Y'all a couple?! Nah, we just the best of friends you know, I was there when all those people used to talk shit about her. Bully her all those type of things. shawty mad cool though, I don't see why they hating. "Aye I'll see you in school tomorrow, I'm tired." I glanced at the clock and seen it was 9:09pm, I scrunched up my face. "What the hell Kristine, who done dicked you down? Cause I know damn well you ain't tired at no damn 9 o'clock." I said while laughing. "Shut the hell up, if you must know I go to sleep on time. Unlike you so goodnight." With that she hung up. I quickly texted her.
Me : I like how you hung up in my face, rude much .
Kristine : I'm sorry. Goodnight Markus.
Me : Lol, night ma.
I turned my screen off and got under the covers and went to sleep.
THE NEXT MORNING ⛅️ .
6:25am
I looked at the clock and it was time for me to get my ass up. I got up and took a 15minute shower, brushed my teeth, washed my face. I walked out the bathroom towards my closet. I picked out my orange and white beanie, true religion shirt, white pants and my timberlands. I checked myself in the mirror and licked my lips while rubbing my hands together. Yo boy was looking good, ya feel me. "Markus get yo behind downstairs! You gone be late, I know yo ass in that mirror." My mom yelled from downstairs. I chuckled and grabbed my phone off the charger and got my book bag. I got on the rail and slid downstairs, landing on my feet and taking a bow. My mom chuckled and said, "Boy lets go, curtains closed." We both walked outside and I got in my mom's fine ass candy red Corvette, I got in the drivers seat and rubbed my chin. I waited until she locked the doors, I blew the horn and she turned around. "Markus get yo ass out the damn driver seat! Get on the other side." "Ma, let me drive pleaseee." I said while doing the puppy face. "No, now move over." She said while walking to the car. I mumbled under my breath while climbing over to the passenger side. "And don't you be saying nothing slick under your breath boy." She said while putting on her seatbelt. She glared at me. "What?" I said to her. "Put on your seatbelt, that's what." I sucked my teeth while putting on my seatbelt. She looked into the rearview mirror and pulled out the driveway.
* 15 MINUTES LATER *
We pulled into the school, I undid my seatbelt. As I was going to get out, my mom stopped me. I already knew the routine, I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. "I love you mama." "Love you too baby." Yeah, I'm a mama's boy.. So what? I climbed out the car and walked through the front doors of the school.
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