name: kayla
july 9th, 2018
it was a late friday night and i was doing nothing but listening to music, burning a candle, and scrolling through instagram. i get get a facetime call.
as soon i see the contact i get excited.
"jack ❤️🔥"
i answered and i see jack in the car, jack is the guy i'm talking to right now i really like him.
"hey kay, you at home right now?" he said
"yeah i am, wassup"
"nothing, i was bored so i just started driving and thought about you, you wanna drive around and get something to eat?" he asked and i got excited
"yeah, that sounds cool, i aint got nothing to do anyways" i said
" ok i'm on my way, bye" he said sticking his tongue to the side. it was like a inside joke we have.
me and jack met in highschool, i moved to atlanta the year we graduated, 2016, and i did my first two years at spelman then transferred to georgia state this year and ran into jack at a club where he was performing 4 months ago. and a month ago we started talking
i had on a white crop top and gray sweatpants, jack gave me one of his zip up hoodies and i put that on and sat on my bed until jack texted me telling me he was outside.
i slipped on my crocs ad grabbed my purse then locked my door and walked out of my apartment to the parking lot.
i saw jacks car and opened the passenger door and "hey jack" i said smiling before giving him a hug and a kiss on his cheek.
"hey kayla" he said smiling back "what you want to eat?" he asked "shake shack?" i asked
"bet" he replied
"oh kayla lemme play this before i forget, i made a song about you." he said pulling over scrolling through his notes
"for real ? stop playing with me " i laughed while blushing a lil bit. he was on aux already
i can't have no convos with you now. i got confirmation numbers all across the fuckin map, (yeah)
tell me why you why you talking out your neck you like to talk about your issues, i cant chalk it up to that
chalk on the asphalt. ass with the tanlines
i blushed all over my face and i know he saw.
i've been wanting you since 9th grade, it's about damn time. ion wanna hear about your ex, keep it to yourself. i know that he like to send you text hope you doing well
he was referring to my ex, christian, he's also a rapper, and we broke up a year ago cause we were growing apart but he still likes to text and call me to see how i'm doing.
told me she got real dreams this just what she do for now. bitch, i'm feeling juvenile. got me jumping out the gym i can't take it out the crib.
check the fridge, we out the skim. i feel like they out to get me. heard you tryna see me six feet. baby i can tell you intrigued. dont hide it, ain't no need for that.
you the type i spend a long time with. raw diamonds, wanna give you raw diamonds. jean jacket that she got from consignment. novicane, codependent with a coat of paint.
i got code names for the things that i wanna do when we in the same space.
i'm about to cry cause this is so cute
i cant have no convos with you now i got confirmation numbers all across the fuckin map tell me why takin out you neck you like to talk about your issues
