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It's been almost a week since our spring break, me and Brooklyn have been texting and talking nonstop.
I couldn't stop myself from smiling a bit as i walked into my last period, and saw Brooklyn sitting there talking to another girl who also dressed and looked like her.
"Sosa!" I heard her yell with a motion telling me to come to her. I did as told, and she immediately snaked her arm around my waist. "This is my girlfriend, Sosa." She smiled. I could feel my face get warmer as i just smiled back. "This the shawty you told me all about?! Hey, my name rico." The girl smiled kindly. I smiled back. "Sosalana, just call me Sosa."
After a few minutes of mingling and talking, the professor came in and all of us sat down. I got my notebook out just like everyone else til a piece of paper balled up hit my head. I looked over at Brooklyn with an angry look til I saw her with a wide grin. I opened the paper up, expecting something stupid.
'even ur notebook is bedazzled. ur adorable<3'
I felt my face heat up as I quickly shot her a glare. "Sosalana, since you're so talkative, would you mind telling me who the first black female musician who won a grammy was?" The teacher said, immediately causing eyes to fall on me.
I looked around semi nervously. "Uhm- Ella Fitzgerald..?" I said, although it sounded like a question. Our professor nodded calmly before turning back to the presentation of notes he'd had on the screen for us. I immediately shot Brooklyn n annoyed glare, causing her to a mouth a quiet 'sorry'. I just rolled my eyes and started taking notes while the class began to erupt in quiet chatter, stopping everytime the professor turned and looked back at us.
i slipped my airpods in and began playing some Kendrick Lamar as i soon finished my notes with ease. I asked the professor to use the bathroom, to which he excused me without question. I walked through the hall, not really paying attention to anything til I felt my arm being grabbed, roughly.
I turned around and slipped an airpod out, and my stomach instantly turned as Taymor held his tight grip on my arm. "So you ain't hear me callin' you shorty?" He said angrily. I just made a stank face and rolled my eyes. "Why are you calling my name? I dont want you speaking on me, or talking to me." I snatched my arm out of his grasp and kept talking to he grabbed it again, this time harder causing me to wince.
"Why you actin' like that Sos? I know you don't got another nigga. Besides, I miss you." All i could do is look at Taymor with an unforgiving stare. "You don't get to cheat on me multiple times, lie every chance you so happen to get, and say you miss me." I said nonchalantly. "Besides, I may not have another nigga but i definitely have a bitch. You can't touch me no more. let that sink in." I said, before snatching my arm away again and walking away.
