𝐓𝐘𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓 | 𝐍𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎

four

I had finally made it to class after countless days of oversleeping, and this shit was exactly how I expected. Boring as fuck.

Everybody seemed to know what the teacher was talking about but I couldn't concentrate whatsoever. It was an old ass white man who talked at the speed of a snail.

Feeling myself begin to nod off, I noticed the people around me starting to pack their belongings and walk out of the class. I'll just go over the powerpoint on my own.

"Have a good day, Mr. Shaw!" I told him. Although he was old and boring as hell, he was a nice guy who didn't mind me sleeping in his class or not showing up. He smiled and gave a nod, continuing to erase the whiteboard.

I made my way back to my dorm, passing by a couple of random strangers. A darkskin girl with dreads caught my attention, as she stepped directly in my path.

"You the nigga who threw up on somebody at that party?" She questioned, giggling uncontrollably.

I pushed my hands into my pockets, folding my lips. "Yea that's me... Chill on that tho before you fuck up the vibe." She eyed me and smiled. "Not my fault you can't handle your liquor."

There was a bit of an awkward pause, until she broke the silence.

"I'm Kaliya. Most people call me Kali tho." She extended her hand out. Seeing this as an opportunity to flirt, I grabbed her hand and leaned down to kiss it. "Boy what the fuck is you doing!" She snatched her hand back and smacked my head.

"What you mean shorty?? Thought I was reading the room right and flirting back with you." She looked at me in disgust and sighed.

"I got a whole man and he don't play like that. I'm just looking for new friends, plus I thought you played for the other team." She said, making my jaw drop.

She looked at me in confusion at my reaction. "Bruh what? I'm straight... What are you talking about?" I looked at her as she pulled me to the side, out of the way of the people walking past.

"My bad, I ain't mean to upset you. I just thought the boy you were at the party with was your boyfriend." I scrunched my face up thinking back to Kentrell. "Nah, that's my homie. Well he actually just became my homie." She nodded and mouthed a 'sorry'. "You still never told me your name tho."

"It's Horace, but you can call me Nardo." She handed me her phone and I put my number in. "I've had a hard time making friends so I'd love to be friends if you'd like. Just friends tho.." She said, locking my number in. "Yeah of course, just text me and maybe we can pop out to a function." She nodded and we went on about our way.

I went back over the event in my head. That shit was lowkey embarassing. This nigga got the bitches thinking we go together. Hell nah. I shook my head at the conversation and realized I had made it to my dorm. I unlocked the room door and pinched my temple at the sight.