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Paige's POV
Wednesday, October 21
11:35 a.m.
I hum JT's No Bars while pulling Kayla's hand.
Cya believe she still sad ova dah stinking front bwoy deh.
But anyways, she eventually a get ova it..
"Cold ass cocky bitch fur in the summertime-" I look at Kayla as we walk, hoping she'd finish the lyrics.
She shrugs sheepishly.
Mighty god...
Me need fi bring har come a mi yaad fi a sleepover fi just one night.
I swear she'll never be the same.
"He gon' keep the bills paid cause he know a bitch fine Kayla, a dat she say." I roll my eyes.
Cya believe she nuh know bad song like dat?
Kinda song she listen to?
"Wah kinda song yuh listen to Kayla?" I look at her.
"I don't listen to music," she murmurs, dragging her feet.
Mi cya guh deal wid dis yah sadness yah inno...
"Come we guh sidung inna my class" I tell her, pulling her arm because she kept walking slow.
Me hate people weh walk slow issi.
A true she still sad mek mi nuh say nun but if it was anybody else.
God know.
Meeda ekke mi bloodclaat mouth, or whatever Brit said.
"Can you stop pulling me now, I can walk" I hear her mumble as we pass a group of lower six boys.
I let her go, holding my hands up.
"Sorry bout dat girly" I apologize.
Did a pull her harsh stillz.
Me just nuh know how fi be gentle, a neva so mi grow....
"Paige!" Ashawn, one of the boys called as soon as we passed them.
Why him wait till me pass fi call me?
I stop in my tracks without turning around, waiting on him to walk to me.
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Romance"Kyra look pon mi" he lifts my chin up so my eyes could meet his. "Just say the word and we leff right now, yav dah power deh ma" he says, eyes never leaving mine. "The word?" I ask and he immediately opens his phone, dialing her number. "Ah, watch...
