PART 3

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                          Taylor Marie Smith !

"Bye bitch love you gotta go," I hug Kayla quickly, running off to get to my class

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"Bye bitch love you gotta go," I hug Kayla quickly, running off to get to my class. These professors like to lock they doors if you don't show up on time, this past week has taught me that.

I walk into Business Law, going to my spot breathless. "Damn I gotta stop smoking," I try to steady my breath. I wasn't even running that long but damn I'm tired.

"You smoke?" The arrogant conceited boy from last week asks. Honestly I don't have time for his shit today I just want to go to my dorm and go to sleep.

"Just started really."

"You a baby," he laughs, snickering into his hand.

"Oh hell nah boy, who the fuck you calling a baby Im not no goddamn baby the fuck. Be mo' real, I'm a fucking baby because I just started smoking? Lame ass niggas bruh," I spazz out uncontrollably.

"Damn I was just fucking with you," he frowns, looking at me as if he's reading me. "Damn."

He turns to face his computer screen fully so I do the same since I just went off and fucked up our daily back and forth joking. I'm just stressed and frustrated and I don't have time for the bullshit, but he's right I did take that the wrong way.

That could've easily flown out as a compliment but I just had to be a hothead. He probably thinks I'm crazy and boujie and I would really hate for him to think that. I don't even know why I care so much.

Wait—

I don't.

"Hello everyone, sorry bout the delay of class today but i'm sorry to inform you that your professor has been in a car accident. Yes, he is ok but he will be out for a while as he recovers so I'm here to tell you guys to follow through the course online through Canvas and email him if you have any questions or need any help at all. Thank you, and remember to drive safe," Some tall guys tells us.

Everyone starts grabbing their things getting ready to leave but I decide to stay put for a while, unlucky for me, so does my computer partner. I wonder what's his reason for staying back. "I'm Taylor," I blurt out, trying to break the ice and potentially make up for five minutes ago.

"I know," he chuckles a little, revealing two deep dimples embedded in his jaw. I don't think I've ever noticed them before but I sure as hell see them now.

He real fine.

"How you know my name boy," I look at him weirdly.

Side eye ...

"First day," he grins, those dimples poking out again. "You said you was the one and only so I made sure not to forgot yo' shit."

"No way," I burst out laughing, "What's yo name tho?"

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