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8:12 am
l o c a t i o n : new york; apartment living room

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"no, because i really gotta quit college," i muttered as i plopped on the couch. it was too early in the morning to be drilling information into my head. "yo," i turned to the voice, deja sticking her fingers in a bag of baked hot cheetos. the sight made my stomach hurt. "how much time we got before we gotta leave for class?" her hair was slicked back from the durag she was wearing and she rocked some boxers with a sports bra.

"girl, don't you have the sched-actually never mind." i rolled my eyes, deja didn't have shit. not her life, nor a man or some type of financial security. i doubt she would have her class schedule.

i shrugged at her answer, "i think today we all have different times for class. kiana told me she doesn't have to go in until 10." deja groaned, licking her fingers from the dust that surrounded them. "fine, imma just be late i guess." i clicked on the tv, the programs boring me as i flipped through them. "kotaaaa! check your fucking phone, our father texted you!" i heard jasmine yell and i winced. "the fuck is she yelling for?" deja threw her trash away and walked back to her room.

i grab my phone and check through my messages between my dad and i. apparently he wanted to know if i had a date for the dinner him and mom was throwing for their anniversary. i replied with a no. jasmine already decided to take connie as a plus one but i didn't feel the need to bring somebody else with me. maybe i'd go alone.

"did you read it?" jasmine poked her head out from the kitchen. "yeah, and why are you being so loud? you couldn't have called me, stupid ass." i mumbled the last part. she held her ear as a sign to speak up. "i'm sorry, i didn't hear you. could you speak up for me please?" i grabbed a pillow from off the couch and threw it in her direction.

"okay no need for the violence! i only came here to get your response. soooo," i furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "i don't know what you want from me." i looked back at the tv and jasmine snatched the remote from me. "bitch-."

"who are you taking to dinner?"

"how should i know?!"

jasmine made a stupid face, "because only you would know, negro." i snatched the remote back and flipped her off. "i'll go by myself at this rate." jasmine rolled her eyes and pursed her lips. "well, i could ask connie to set you up with one of his friends." i immediately shut that down. "isn't all his friends white?"

"kota it'll be a change in senery. you've been fucking black niggas since you learned what sex was." i held my finger up, "you don't know my sex life like that AND stay in ya place hoe." i mean she was right in some way. black guys were who i just drifted towards more but since we all were going to a PWI, we saw more white people.

jasmine pulled her phone out as kiana walked out in her cute pjs, her face bare from her glasses and her feet dragging against the floor. "i feel like y'all pray on my downfall everyday because when i get to sleep in, y'all fuck it UP!" i pointed to jasmine who payed no mind to the teen in front of her. "i'mma get my daddy on y'all, he'll sort ya out." i scoffed and jasmine smacked my leg while she bursted out laughing.

"pfft!" i sputtered and laughed. "what is that 4'9 gnome gonna do? kiana, i love you but we all know that deja will take him head on." kiana reached out and hit me on the back of my head. "don't worry, i got something commin' for y'all." deja came out and shook her head.

"who is y'all?! i didn't do anything."

kiana pointed to jasmine and i. "the smiths. making fun of my father like he don't kick ass." deja nodded, "yeah you two are stupid, does the thought of eren getting his ass beat not run through your mind." jasmine quickly stopped laughing and it turned into coughs. i waved my hand in front of me. "nevermind, i want no smoke." jasmine agreed, calming down.