chapter twenty one

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Rae's POV
"I know what I did was outta pocket, I apologize and I hope we can move from it," I say to Bree who's looking me directly in my eyes.

She sighs

"Apology accepted," she says.

"So we cool?,"

"Yeah we cool, don't test me though bruh I got serious anger issues I don't wanna hurt you since we kinda friends now," she gave me a small smile and I nod.

We walk to the smoking area and find Tae and Ace already rolling up some blunts.

I sit in front of Ace on the floor with my legs crossed.

"You gone share the blunt?," I ask giving her my most innocent smile.

She passes it to me and I take a drag feeling the smoke enter my lungs. I hold it in then blow it out of my nose, best feeling ever.

"Good morning," I hear Tyla greet us then sit next to Tae.

"Teach me how to smoke," she says and we all look up at her.

"Your slow ass wants to smoke?," Bree says blowing smoke out as she speaks

"Yeah," she says and Tae passes her her blunt.

Like the dumbass she is, she inhales too much too fast and starts coughing.

"Go slower," Tae says and Tyla inhales slower.

"Tae doesn't speak much does she?," I question looking up at Ace.

"Nah, she's really to herself," she passes the blunt back to me.

Tyla tries again and succeeds this time.

"I did it, Nyla better give me my money," Tyla exclaims running back in the hotel.

We continue our smoking session for an hour before we go in for breakfast.

Omniscient POV
(Later that day)

"Okay kids we're going to the club today," JB announces and everyone looks up at him.

"But first some rules," he says and Tyla sighs.

"No tittie sucking, no slapping folks and no wig snatching," he says the last one looking at Tyla.

She puts her hands up in defence.

"I wasn't thinking of it," she shrugs and everyone gives her a side eye.

"Lastly no ass grabbing," he says and Rae sighs.

"What's wrong Rae?," Ace questions giving her a pointed look.

"Nun I'm good," she says averting her eyes from Ace's gaze.

(At the club)

Nyla and Trey were sitting next to Tyla who was taking shot after shot relentlessly.

"That's enough," Trey says putting the shot glass down.

"You think?," Tyla slurs her words.

"Yes, you're already tipsy, clearly substances aren't for you," he smiles shaking his head.

"Let's go make friends," she pulls the other two up and drags them to a group of people.

"For what?," Nyla groans

"For socialising, it's called networking Nyla now come on,"

"Good evening," a fem says to then with a small smile.

"Evening,"

"You're from my Real Estate class aren't you?," Tyla says putting her hand out for her to shake.

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