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Kajay's POV
Friday, November 17
1:23 p.m.
"Unu fawud or wah? We a play ball dung a Quenga dem grung." Jacquin asks, as we walk through the school gate.
Might as well, cause me nah nun else fi do...
"Yeah dawg, but mi a stop a mi yaad fuss." I tell him as we walk towards the parking lot.
"Ma stop a my yaad too" Saheed joins.
Bwoy nav a mind a him own inno...
"Ah hear wah....ih game a start at four so unu fawud likkle before then"
"Ago mek di man dem know" he tells us and we nod.
He walks to his car that was on the other side of the parking lot.
"See yuh bubi deh" Saheed says, pointing at Kyra who was pulling her car door.
Fuss me a see har from Saturday...
I'd be lying if mi say mi nuh miss har.
Saheed walks to his car and I decide to make my way over to her.
Me need fi talk to har.
As soon she noticed I was walking towards her, she jumps in her car, trying to avoid me.
She naav nuh sense?
She a run from man like me have horn inna mi head.
If anything a me fi a avoid you Kyra...
When I get to the car, I walk to the passenger side and try the door.
To my surprise it flies open.
Fulla sense sah...
Clearly she did wah mi fawud in yah.
She miss me too.
I climb in, immediately greeted by the cool AC and her annoyed stare.
I reach over and grab her hand, but she quickly snatches it out my hold.
I grab it again, tighter this time.
She squirms, trying to get me to let her go but once she realizes I wasn't going to she relaxes.
Good girl.
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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...
