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ITS 10 AM AND i'm waking up with the worst headache i can imagine, i definitely had way too much to drink yesterday- i shouldn't have let the boys hype me up like i did.
that dude yesterday kinda pissed me off, like bro i'm already drunk and now i gotta babysit your grown ass? i wasn't fuckin with that.
i didn't mean to call him a faggot though, that was way out of character for me, next time i see him i'll be sure to pull him to the side and talk to him, apologize and see where his head at, cause i got a reputation to uphold and i can't have people thinking i hate gay people or something.
today, i got a few classes i need to go to, first anatomy, then i got literature class, and i'm excused from introduction to psychology thank god- all that mind talk makes my head hurt at times.
i look down to see my phone ringing.
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EVA.
"yes, eva." i said with my tone laced with aggravation, eva is a girl i used to have a no strings attached relationship with last year, and she doesn't grasp the "no strings" part of the agreement.
"so who's the bitch?" she said referring to the post i made about tamera, before i shooted my shot with her i followed her on instagram and reposted one of her posts. "bitch how did you eve-"
"i have multiple pages." she said calmly, this bitch is off her fuckin' rocker.
after hanging up on her weird ass, i start walking to my first class of the day, after a good nine minutes i seen a much smaller figure with pink waves cross my path- already knowing it was cupid i gotta talk to him and apologize.
he dropped his binder and his papers fell all over the sidewalk, he yelled in an aggravted grunt, i'm guessing he's having a bad day- speeding up to go help him, he turns around and tries to ignore me.
"i don't need your help." he says with disgust in his tone. "listen, i didn't mean what i said at the block party, a nigga had way too much to drink for real." i said sincerely. "can you forgive me?" i said giving him the puppy dog eyes.
"i mean, it didn't really bother me so i guess so, also because you handsome." he said kind of laughing. "woah, i don't roll that way my boy." i said reassuring him.
"nigga, it is just a compliment, i wouldn't fuck with nobody of your caliber." he said smirking and taking his papers from out of my hands and walking to class.
the fuck was that supposed to mean ?
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I DONT KNOW what the fuck is going through that niggas mind, but the fact that he thought i would fuck with him, is sad.
i can't stand the type of niggas that think everybody in the world is attracted to them and it's not even cute. i'll give it to him he's cute, but i can't see myself devoting my time to him.
this nigga really thought because i called him handsome, i wanted to fuck on him-- that's how you get embarrassed.
walking into my classroom, i can see megan in her normal seat which is right beside mine, she turned around and began to smile at me.
"girl, what happened after the block party?" i asked referring to her leaving to go with reece.
"you know what." she said smiling deviously, just nasty.
༻A FEW HOURS LATER ༺
"what you doing after class?" megan asked me, honestly? baby im finna go back to my dorm and lay my ass down. "sleeping, that long ass class wore me out." i said making us both laugh.
"okay, well i was finna invite you to come out with me and the girls later but we'll just see you next time, text me when you make it home." she said hugging me and walking our separate ways.
and of course as soon as i get by myself, it's a giant group of niggas walking past me-
now when you're gay, it's very nerve racking to walk past a group of men because it's a natural instinct to think they're making fun of you.
"aye, cupid." i hear from the group, rolling my eyes because why will this man not leave me alone. "you know you hear me." he said walking up behind me.
i turned around, looked him in his face "what."
"damn, why all the attitude?" he said with his hands up in defense, with his friends laughing. "well, i was about to tell you, the que dogs having a party later, and we was wondering if you could invite some of the bitties you be around." he said smiling.
excuse me? these niggas think i'm some type of pimp with bitches on retainer? that's so weird- and i hate the fact that he even thought it would be cute to even come up to me and ask the bullshit, now i feel like he being funny.
