At Alcott Adams High School, Irie, a self-assured senior with unyielding dreams, crosses paths with Jayden, an intelligent but arrogant football star harboring hidden troubles. Their love blossoms amidst adversity as they unravel their secrets and s...
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Lying in Jayda's comfortable bed, the soft golden hues of the afternoon sun bathed our skin.
Jayda and I laid side by side with my head resting in her lap.
The evening had a peaceful tranquility to it, calming my mind. Outside no doubt, the world buzzed with its regular day to day activities but at this moment, time seemed to have stood still.
Staring up at the ceiling my eyes half-lidded, the effects of a tiring day, sleep knocking on my door.
My mind traveled back to this morning's events in Maths class. My cheeks now flush-red as that of a peach. My lips curled in a serene smile.
I may be developing strong feelings for Jayden King, the way his smile brightens his entire face, the way his face sports a little frown when he's really focused, and how he subtly flirted with me today in class.
Mi a melt!
Just as I was about to drift deeper in my reverie- No, wet dream.
Jayda, softly ran a hand through my disheveled hair waking me up from whatever daydream my mind was drifting towards.
It was a soft gesture that brought me back to the present, I didn't mind though. I cherished these calm moments with my best friend.
"How yuh suh quiet? A sleepy yah sleep Irie?" She asks.
Turning my head slightly I looked at her, my dreamy eyes meeting her concerned ones. "Mi jus a pree life, feelings, and random things, jus slightly tired know dem way deh?" I replied.
Smiling, she replies "Yes, sometimes it's good fih jus mek yuh mind wander."
Nodding my head, we both fall into another peaceful silence.
Breaking the silence yet again Jayda asks "Which one would you prefer? A rich billionaire from Dubai or a gunman weh just get bare chump change. Him rich eno but the billionaire is a billionaire"
"Girl, me and my gunman all day, everyday." I told her.
"Why? Memba weh Damian Marley say? "In a Gunman's world life is so stressful'." she replies.
"Because, mi nuh want nuh man shit inna my mouth! Yuh crazy?!"
"Mi rather thug it out and live hard life, sight one and two gunshots and dem ting deh wid mi gunman than mek no man use my mouth and potty train."
Weh yuh did do- cya rub out!
"From yuh mingle wid shit yuh cya guh back, Yuh know how life nice?"
"Mi would a never give up my dignity fih likkle chump change from a billionaire or fih come boast bout vanity, when a shit, smaddy shit inna mi mouth fih acquire it."
