Remember that regular degular 21-year-old who had it all figured out? Well, surprise! Back to 16 we go, where teenage chaos reigns supreme and I'm just your average girl, in an alternate world as St. Hugh's pride and joy and head girl extraordinate...
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If she feel say man a ramp she make a sad mistake.
I step out of the Range Rover. My eyes doesn't leave Talia's house. I pull the back door, grab Zara's uniform and make my way to the gate.
I move to the side press the code. The gate opens and I walk in.
As a whore.
Her father is at his club. Her mother is probably on a pole out there too. She's home alone.
I know this because Eric gave me a run down before he left to country. He brought his mom to the airport for her flight.
I see the dog and he turns back.
Down to the dog know say yah killa.
Looking around, I thump her door relentlessly. While twisting the knob.
"Who is th—" she stops mid sentence and move back to her room. I listen as her footsteps descends.
"Come open the door," I speak coldly.
"Why? I'm gonna call my father!" she shouts back.
That gets me pissed than I already am.
Since yuh wah mi be extreme.
Watch dis.
I drop Zara's uniform on the chair closest to me, slide her window to the side and brace my side against the wall. My hand inside reaching for the door.
Focused, I move my hand in a way that I palm the knob and twist it. The door clicks. I grab the uniform, push the door and walk in after closing it behind me.
She knows I'm inside and start screaming.
"Nickoi I swear I'm not gonna bother her anymore! I swear! I swear to God. I'll even suck you—"
"Me not even want yuh kiss it," I stop her in her tracks.
I watch as hurt fills her eyes.
She's in the middle of her bed. Trembling with her phone in her hand.
I plugged out her modem.
"I'm sorry," she continues. "I swea—"
I throw the uniform on the bed in front of her. It lands in her face.
