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Kyra's POV
Saturday, October 24
10:29 a.m.
"Tell har mi a come dung now." I scream to my mom.
"She say hurry up!" she shouts.
I shake my head.
Deevn know why me a rush and all we a guh do is sidung and chat.
And probably do homework too.
Talking about homework, let me bring my books just in case we actually do it.
I spray my Carolina Herrera all over my my body, before placing back on the dresser.
Alright mi ready n-
Wait, mi book.
I hastily walk towards my closet where I kept my school bag.
Retrieving the bag, I take a quick look inside and after I see my books, I place the bag on my back.
Reaching for the door knob, I stop, eyeing the state my room was in.
In yah look like smaddy did a war in yah.
My clothes, shoes, bags, and accessories were scattered all over the place.
Mi know it look bad inno but mi just naav the strength inna me fi clean it right now.
I don't even know how the room got messy.
I let a deep breath out, turning the knob.
"Did affi come up yah come see weh yah do, cause wah mek yuh take suh long." Paige eyes me, standing outside my room.
Without responding I hand her my bag, walking off before her.
"What a way yah gimmie yuh luggage doh" I hear her murmur, trying to catch up with me.
A swear if she drop it today mi and har ago fight it out.
Gospel music could be heard clearly as we descend the stairs, heading towards the living room.
Marsha and har one bagga noise, mi cya badda wid it.
"All now she cya tell mi wah gwaan inno, but she a leff di house doh" she say, running her hands over her face.
I roll my eyes.
Now mi affi guh talk bout Zachery again.
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It's Complicated
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...
