ULTRAVIOLET • Dylan O'Brien BWWM

Six

Imani

April 9th 2021

Three weeks had passed since Dylan and I had our lunch date, we've been hanging out ever since. He helped me find a townhome since Vic had to deal with mommy things. The girls know that we're friends but they speculate that its more. I was currently filming a video for my YouTube channel and Dylan had went to grab the ingredients for our video tomorrow.

My phone was ringing and it was Di. I slid the glowing line to the right and I seen her sexy ass. "Hey sexy." I greeted. She started flexing in the camera and doing the hype dance.

"I know that's right, boo. What you doing this weekend?" The rapper asked me, while opening one of her crab legs.

"Well, I am shooting a collab with someone for YouTube on Thursday. I am also having a photoshoot with Jordy's company, Saturday morning. Other than that nothing else." I informed my friend.

"Coolness, Saturday night I'm throwing you a welcome to LA bash, you know Bay area style. Since you a baby in the industry and the only people you know are the girls, this can be your chance to branch out." Diamonté said. I hummed while contouring my nose.

"I fuck with that. You're the sweetest, Di." I admitted. She threw a cute pout look my way before looking at something on her phone.

"Hold on, Ams is calling- I'm going to three way you." Di announced before the call ended. I started dusting the powder under my eyes and analyzed myself in the vanity.

My phone rung again showing Diamonté's contact and also Amala's.

"Bitches!" Doja Cat screamed into the phone.

"What?" We asked, the phone went quiet.

"Nothing. I just felt like saying that." The lighter woman admitted. I chuckled, trying not mess up my highlight and bronzer. "Oou bitch you look cute, finally going to let Dylan tap that ass." The door opened to my house and hurried to turn Amala loud ass down.

"Bitch!" I seethed. Di just had her hand covering her mouth but I knew she was laughing.

"I'm just saying. I peep shit." Amala defended. I set my face with Milian spray, smiled at the camera and ended the video.

"Great Ms Cat, now I have to re-record the footage to upload tomorrow. Hope you're happy." I glared at her and she made a weird face.

"Ams, you got my message about the party Saturday?" Di said wiping her hands and nails with a napkin.

"Yeah, I have a photoshoot, but I'm thinking about skipping that bitch." She admitted, mouthing some words. "Fuck, my manager just booked me for Genius on Saturday." We heard a clutter noise, followed by Doja screaming over the phone.

I started laughing and Di made a face. "Bitch." Dylan passed by my station moving toward the kitchen and both of my friends made a face.

"Hey Dylan." Di greeted. He walked behind me looking in the camera and waving.

"Hi Saweetie." He said back. I held in my laughter and he looked at me. "Did I say it right?" He whispered lowly.

"No Dyl it's Saweetie like Saweetie." I corrected, mocking Di in interviews.

She glared at me before addressing Dylan. "You said it right, handsome. Don't be bothered by Miss Bitch, over there." I scoffed at the name she gave me.