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"kaatjè your birthday is next week!" farrah exclaimed.
"you're screaming farrah," i said closing my ears. farrah and icelyn were over for a girl's night. dejonae was on the way and we still wasn't fuckin wit wasshername.
i don't know why she was in the friend group anyways. she always did too much and never knew how to act.
"okay but what we doin? it's your twenty-first," icelyn said, "what you gonna do for it?"
"ion know, go to the club," i shrugged. i didn't care for my birthday this year. every year i had a party so i wasn't feeling all that right now. but i did wanna get lit.
"ooo you could do like a club event or something? i know a club promoter that can do that for you," farrah said.
"girl you know everybody," i laughed. it was true. need a mechanic? call farrah. need a carpet cleaner? call farrah.
"yeah you should do that. everybody gonna be at the club as usual but it's still your event," icelyn agreed.
"i'm widdit," i shrugged. like i said i wasn't too fussed about it.
"okay i'm finna call him now," farrah said leaving the room. icelyn watched her leave before glaring at me.
"the fuck.." i mugged her, "fuck is you lookin at?"
"girl you know why i'm lookin at you," she mugged me back, "you know if you was still talkin to bando he would've had your birthday covered,"
"ion gotta talk to a nigga to cover shit," i chuckled, "whatever bando could do i can do it too,"
everyone made this fuss about bando like i needed him or some shit. i'm good on my own.
"you still aggy about seein him with ole girl?" she asked me. i stale faced her for a second cos why would you ask me that stupid ass question?
after our conversation in the car the other night i didn't hit him up because i was still thinking. i wanted to make sure this was what i wanted for real. but two days after that i saw him posted up with another girl by the deli so i decided to keep my feelings to myself. it just goes to show his feelings for me weren't real.
"i'm coolin," i shrugged, "it is what it is. that just goes to show he wasn't fuckin with me like that,"
"no i think he was," she shook her head, "he just got tired of waitin,"
"tired of waiting?" i furrowed my eyebrows, "my nigga it was two days,"
"but he was waitin even before that. it's like he wasted his time with you so he decided to move on.. you can't blame him," she shrugged.
