❝Baby I don't need a man, I need Dinero & a tan!❞-Taj Romaé
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"...if yuh nuh name Dinero den mi nuh want yuh,"I say sassily.
He chuckles.
"Den how you a pree me so?" his husky voice ask as he makes...
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Z A H I R ᴢᴀʜɪʀ
As I drive into the school's parking lot, I can't stop thinking about yesterday.
It was such a great day.
First I got requested by Paris Saint-Germain, met some of the people I'll be working with virtually-my agent Christophe Lavigne and his girlfriend; my publicist.
And even then, I wasn't happy.
Not until Taj finally spoke to me.
And the crazy part is, she only said two words.
Imagine.
Just two simple words from her made my day.
Yuh pass whipped.
"Big balla," Ms. Erickson's voice interrupts my thoughts. "I'll miss you."
I look at her.
She smiles.
"Good morning," her tone sarcastic, maybe because I'm just staring blankly at her.
"Morning," I say and pick up my breakfast. Just before I get out and walk to my classroom.
She's in front me.
Then she heads towards the staff room and I head to class.
When I enter, it's partially empty since it's a little early.
With a sigh, I hop on the teacher's desk and open my breakfast.
Instantly my friends swarms me. I laugh and shake my head as I bite my fry dumpling.
"Who cook it?"
"1Grams mon," I chew.
They're ecstatic.
"Like the dawg know say mi hungry," Sajay grins and I hand the plate to him. That's his way of asking.
"Mi miss Ash enuh," I say as they take what they want from the plate.
He'd be right here trying to get a belly full from my plate too.
