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Kyra's POV
Monday, January 27
10:22 a.m.
"Him seh him like yuh girl,"
"Like real bad"
Oh?
Paige turns her phone and shows me a picture of the boy from the school near us that saw us together one evening.
And him tell Paige him like me when I wasn't at school one day.
What a coincidence him see har when me neva deh a school.
"He's fine" I say, examining his features.
I like his waves.
He's definitely my type.
And his bow legs-
Chef's kiss.
"Plus he's darkskin too bitch" she moves the phone from my face.
I can see that.
"That's your type"
It is.
"So weh yuh seh? Mi fi gi him yuh number?"
I don't know.
Maybe.
"Him seh him a come up a school today fi talk to yuh" I snap my head in her direction.
Oh?
"Jay ago see tho..." I mumble.
It's been a month since we talked.
Ever since that night when I threw up on the tests we've been ignoring each other.
I hate it but I think it's for the best.
We need the space.
But what if we never talk again?
"Kajay could care less girl"
Ehh...
"Yuh nuh see him a ignore yuh?"
We're both ignoring each other.
"What time yuh seh the boy a fawud?" I ask her curiously.
Maybe I'll hear him out for a minute or two.
Let's see if him can rizz me up.
If he can, maybe I'll give him the time of day.
Just maybe.
Her phone starts ringing and I raise my brows.
Is that h-
"A him girl," she hits accept and puts the phone on speaker.
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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...
