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Mi honestly hate man .

I've been on the phone with this guy for about 2 minutes, with him trying to convince me the bagga laughing from earlier today wasn't about me. Mi deven did remember about that and honestly just wanna go back to sleep.

" We weren't laughing at you or anything, I promise." he repeats for like the fifth time. Dis him really wake mi up fah??

And how him even get mi number?

I was already pissed from being woken up for this dumb ass conversation, so I wasn't in any mood to pretend to be nice. " how yuh get mi number?" I asked, not caring about what he had to say, but I wanted to know who had the audacity to be giving out my private information like that.

"Well -" he chuckles nervously, " my friend gave it to me- I don't know how he got it, though."

That left me confused cause I barely have friends, much less male ones that would be giving my number out to anyone who asked.

Wait- why was this guy talking to me again?

" Alright, bredda, suh weh yuh want?" I'm pretty sure my tone reflects how annoying I find this conversation to be. I relaxed into my bed again and stared up at the ceiling kinda just waiting for the chance to hang up.

" Umm, yeah- I just wanted to let you know that I actually really like your name, and I think you're a really interesting person overall. " He rushed his words out, probably worried I was gonna hang up. Which I was, but his response caused me to pause. People usually try to ridicule me for my name, but mi nuh ramp a certain way, so arguments are a regular thing in my life. It's fine if you don't like it, just shut the hell up.

Hearing him say he likes my name made me dislike him a little less than before. " Okay, and wah, suh interesting about me?" Boys usually use the whole 'you're so different' tactic to try to talk to me, but mi anno ediot suh dat neva yet go nowhere.

Sumweh else mi boss

He went silent for a moment before saying, "Your confidence is so attractive, you make me kinda nervous to even look at you. When you walked up to me today, it was just like... wow. " he laughs, " You're mysterious too, like super antisocial. It feels like an honor to even be talking to you for so long because I saw how much you ignored everyone today. You seem so bold to me, like yuh nuh tek chat and always stand up for yourself. I find that really admirable. Oh, and I think your hair is pretty."

Oh...

His response really shocked me. I'm used to the usual compliments about my face or even my body ( cause gyal stay damn good!), but no one really likes my personality. Because of years of people trying to bully me, I've developed a rather defensive personality, and I don't enjoy talking to people because everyone feels like the same crawsis people to me and every conversation sounds the same. Him describing me in such detail makes me feel... weird, but seen. In a good way.

" yuh spend the whole day analyzing me or sumn?" I was beginning to not mind being on the phone with him.

" kinda actually. I had been staring at you since you greeted us. I wanted to talk to you, but like I said, you were ignoring everyone." A small smile crept unto my face, I really hadn't noticed him until he took that tray out of my hand. Why him lowkey obsessed wid di doll?

" And yuh actually like mi name fr? Or yuh jus did a seh dat?"

"Okay, I'll admit. When you first told it to me, I thought it was a little weird but then I realized it sounds really sophisticated and impressive, which suits you perfectly because to me you're also very impressive and sophisticated." a dem sumn yah wet up gyal draws eno

"Umm, thank you - "

"Nequièla!" My sister barks my middle name from outside my room door. I must have not heard her knocking.

" weh yuh name?" I ask the unknown number.

" it's Joshua." lol, and him a come talk bout my name? He's like the poster child of Uptown tpc

" Well Joshua, mi have tings a do, so bye." I don't really give him a chance to answer as I hang up. I liked talking to him, though, which is very uncommon for me.

I stretch as I get out of bed and walk towards the door. " Girl, how long mi a beat dung e door?" Geneva immediately flings herself on my bed after I let her in. "Suh a who yuh lock up in yah a talk to?"

What a likkle gyal nuff

" fi a likkle girl, yuh love big people business too much. But speaking of that, yuh nuh gi nobody mi number?" While me nuh really keep fren, Geneva have dem inna abundance, especially the man one dem. "Girl, of course not! Mi done know how you stay already." She's right, I don't play about my privacy.

I look over to Geneva and realize the slight sadness on her face. " A wah do yuh?" Lord pleaseee nuh mek it be man problem! 

" mi feel like him a cheat pon mi!" Rassclattttt

She honestly looks like she's fighting back tears, so move closer to her and give her a hug. Bawling ova man very embarrassing but a mi likkle sister so not too much pan she.
" Gen, yuh need fi stop waste yuh time pon dem crawsis bowy yer. Do betta fi yourself man!" I wanna be gentle with her, but she a entertain this foolishness for way too long.

" yuh jus don't know him like I do, him love mi enuh, but him just nuh know how to commit." Here she go yall.

She a likkle pikney eno, dats why mi nah too judge har.

" Okay, but doh bawl to me when you get a 'hey girle' text."

She rolls her eyes at me, " Anyways, sissyyyy yuh cyah follow me guh KFC... and also pay?" She says the last part under her breath, but I hear it. Kill har dead mi is har madda.

Our father works basically 24/7, so we're mostly on our own. We share a really tight bond even though we are incredibly different people. " Alright, mek mi change mi clothes."

"Ping!" a notification came in.

"Gen, weh dat seh?" I ask my sister as I struggle to pull my shirt over my head.

" Alright, it seh, 'I have to see you again, would you like to go on a date with me?' Bumboclaat a who dis?"

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