My Brother's Hood Bestfriend

THIRTY EIGHT

Janiyah

These chapters are getting bare long sorry you lots💀

The cake eventually baked, and he let me decorate itttt! It actually looked so good after I'd decorated it, since he had all these cake decorations. It actually looked so cute I had to take pictures.

After, he cut out two slices of the cake and put them on two separate plates, one for me and one for him. I knew he'd give me some! We then sat on two seats directly opposite each other in the kitchen, and placed our plates on the table between us. Felt like a date lowkey.

Slowly, I cut into the cake with a fork, acting like I was some judge, before taking a bite. Let me tell you, that was the nicest shit I'd ever had in my entire life.

"This is the most disgusting shit I've ever had in my entire life!" I yelled, taking another bite of the cake.

"Niyah, don't chat shit." Replied Mari smirking.

"Nah it's actually so disgusting." I lied. "See, it's because you didn't let me help."

Mari looked at me as if he could tell I was lying. He slowly reached out for my plate and dragged it across the table so he could have it.

"Wait but I still want it!" I yelled.

"You just said It was shit!" Argued Mari, taking a bite from the cake.

"Okay but I need to eat more so I can see where you can improve!" I huffed crossing my arms. Mari laughed a bit, before looking up at me.

"Just admit that it's good and I'll give it back." He smirked, I sighed, accepting defeat.

"Fine! It's alright, but just because I decorated it!" I replied annoyed.

"Alright?"

"Okay it's good!" I added. Mari stared at me, not moving an inch. "Okay it's great!" I then said. "It's perfect I love it!" I finally added, causing Mari to nod.

"That's what I like to hear." He smiled, before giving me back my plate. I kissed my teeth. Bitch. He's lucky the cake was actually good tho. Made him way more attractive icl.

"So," he began smiling. "Year 11 yeah, GCSEs and that!"

I rolled my eyes as he hyped me up. "How's it going? Straight A's?" He asked laughing. I laughed back at him, he's actually so behind.

"It's numbers now."

"What's numbers now."

"Grades. A don't exist no more. Instead of an A you get a 9." I explained, whilst he listened fascinated. Man was acting like I was telling some fairy tale.

"No way..." he exclaimed, causing me to giggle. "How come I didn't know about this."

I kissed my teeth. "Because you dropped out of school like some dickhead." I replied, making Mari roll his eyes and smirk.

"Maddd. So what...you got all 9s yeah?" He smiled.

"Yeah, and 8s and 7s."

"So you getting As, Bs and Cs?" He asked. I looked at him, confused for a moment. This guy really had to get sent back to school.

"No. I got all A's." I stated as Mari gazed at me puzzled.

"Brudda, you just said 9s are A's. So that means 8's are B's and 7's are C's." spoke Mari seriously. I didn't know how long this nigga had been out of school, but it must've been a long time for him to not know about this system. It had been going on for at least a few years now.