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𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 📍Atlanta Highschool " who dis fa?? " ———————————————— I walked through the halls once again, returning to my homeroom class. Still, no text back from Von and it was oddly hurting me. It felt as if I was losing someone I knew for years even if it was only a mistake. I avoided Omari in the halls but exchanged words inside the classroom. My head was down, inside my sweater once again. Omari sat at his desk, scrolling on his phone most likely. I heard my phone buzz, picking up my head to see what it was. 'Instagram: OMAR_LIT has sent a new message!'. I felt Omari's eyes on me so I opened the message.
'Shawt , y youn talkn to me ?' is what he had sent. I already knew why I wasn't talking to him but I didn't feel like telling him, just in case it started anything between him and V. I responded with, 'Ion feel like talking today.' and left it at that. This was the stress I didn't need at the end of the school year. I was about to go off to college soon and all I wanted was to leave. The bell rang, and I was quick to get up out of there. I rose, grabbing my 'GAP' bookbag from the floor and my phone. Pushing my chair in before leaving the classroom, trying to spot Von. It wasn't hard to find him though since he was the tallest in the grade and wore black almost every day.
"Von! Von, answer me!" I hollered behind him, running up to him. I tapped his shoulder, rushing in front of him to stop him from walking. "Von? Answer me. I'm not playing around anymore, I wanna talk to you." I pleaded but he shook his head and walked away me.
I wasn't going to chase any nigga but I needed him to know that I truly didn't even know. He was probably viewing me as an opp and that was the last thing I needed. I continued to shout his name as he switched his stuff out of his locker, finally, he turned to me. "What do you want Jasmine." He said with a blank expression. His eyes were low and red, as he looked down on me.
I hesitated before speaking up, "I talked to Eli last night, why didn't you tell me what Omari did to you? I would never have talked to him. I didn't get why you were so mad at me yesterday." I confessed and his eyes changed with ease. He sucked his teeth and wiped his forehead before shutting his locker and grabbing my wrist. "You truly didn't know Jas? Or are you lying to me mane." Von asked, staring into my eyes as he pulled me around the corner.
I shook my head and he let go of my wrist to turn around and wipe his forehead. I could tell he was on something as the amount of sweat he was wiping was abnormal. But maybe not weed or pills but something deeper.
It was still our free period class and I finally got Von to talk to me. "Can we talk in my car V?" I asked quietly and he nodded allowing me to lead him to the way. Today, I wore a skims white bodysuit, PLT green & pink camo pants, and a pink Telfar shopping bag in size small. My hoodie was a zip-up grey hoodie from Fashion Nova but I took it off immediately when I got outside. The hot sun beamed on my skin, and it wrapped it under my arm. As we neared the car, I unlocked it then both of us got into the front seats.
"When did Omari shoot at you?" I asked, adjusting my stuff in the driver's seat. I turned on the car and turned on the AC, allowing it to blow into our faces. "Maybe last week, ion know. I was minding my business and he just spun on me but he lost me after I drove off. Pussy nigga." Von grunted, mumbling the last part under his breath. I shook my head. "Why didn't you say anything? Instead of ignoring me in the halls and giving me dirty looks all because I befriended the new kid. We aren't together and you've been giving mixed signals." I confessed, watching Von's marvelous side profile and his hands light his blunt. He nodded, rolling down his window.
Yet then, shrugging and continuing to blow the puff. I sucked my teeth, facing back towards the steering wheel and grabbing my phone. "I thought you knew and was tryna be funny towards me. You is cool to hang out with lowkey, I'm just.-" Then he stopped his sentence, looking out in the direction of the window.
I shook my head, scoffing and scrolling through the countless messages I had on my Instagram. Especially from Omari, who was spamming my phone. Feeling Von's eyes burn into my phone made me turn it off and put it inside of my purse. "Who that?" He asked trying to reach for my purse. I mugged him and slapped his larger hand away. He had a tattoo across the back of his hand that said, 'Young Thug'. It was small but in a slanted font, and sexy too. "Don't worry about it. No one important anyways. Why are you so worried?" I responded not trying to give in to his mixed expression. Von scoffed and continued to roll up his blunt. Suddenly, blowing it into my face.
"Von! What the hell! I'm gonna smell like weed when I go back inside there, you finna get me into trouble. I have clients after school." I yelled, but then his face lit up when I said the last part. "Clients? You got a job?" He mugged teasingly, scrunching up his face. I nodded, "Of course, I got a job. Who you think be buying these clothes boy?" We both laughed but caught it together. During that small moment, I saw Von's real smile and it was cute asf. "Where you work Jas?" He asked, tapping the blunt. "I got a building a few months ago. I'm a beautician, so I do hair, nails, and lashes." As I spoke, he did that proud nod and tapped my shoulder. "Proud of that for you, but I'm glad we talked lowkey." He responded quickly and I nodded in agreement.
Some time had passed and we walked back into the building together, Von walking behind me. Occasionally, he dapped up a few people as we walked. I made it to my last class, taking a seat. On some real talk, yo bitch was happy asf she talked to Von.
Atleast, now he really knew but yk.
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*sorry for the inconsistant posting, im trying to find new ideasss, and school starting next week! What grade yall going into??*
