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K A Y L A
January
Dah man here nuh plan fi stop chat?
No sah.
One hand stuffed my mouth with lays, while the other wrote my notes down.
Just ten more minutes fi class over.
Lord a mercy.
Ten minutes naah come fi now enuh.
Nuff me did nuff, shoulda settle with the Associate and done.
We cyaa settle fi less.
Settle fi whoring André though.
Oops.
Anyways, why such a little bit of lays came in the bags?
No sah, not even half a the bag nuh have chips in deh. Me need fi talk to the boss.
Them fi gwaan better man.
And I wasn't talking about the small one only, I was referring to the big one also.
Them a gwaan like a beg we a beg the lays them.
The next few minutes of class passed swiftly, and before I knew it, I was shutting down my laptop and closing my book.
Finally!
Thank God.
Moving away from my desk and chair, I climbed up onto my bed and resumed the paternity court video on my phone.
With my focus on the phone, I chewed on the chips, eager to find out who is the father of the child.
I rolled my eyes as my phone chimed with a message from 'Andrew Son'.
That's what he was saved as in my phone, I changed it the other day.
Every time him piss me off, me change it.
Yeah, me petty. I knew that though.
Choosing to ignore his message, I resumed watching the episode.
Nuh know why him a text me enuh because we weren't on talking terms.
Him too deva!
Nuh know out outta him and me sperm donor who more wicked.
Kiss me teeth. Man a stress yer, me a stay man free like me bestie.
A few minutes later, my phone chimed again with another text from him.
Ugh. Why him nuh gwaan go look fi him foreign woman them and stop text me phone.
Instead of swiping the message away, I mistakenly opened it. With a sigh, I decided to read it.
Andrew Son:
Yuh class done yet?
Bad man yuh nuh see me a text yuh? Kmt
