𝙰 𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚐𝚢𝚊𝚕 (𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚗) 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢.
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𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐀𝐳𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞, a confident and bold young athlete with a sharp wit and a fearless attitude. She's kn...
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"Wi a guh sports day tomorrow or nah?" Moya ask as we went around to the field to watch the pre events and them prepping the field.
Due to nobody wanting to stay in class they just let us out so we can watch the pre events and cheer for our house.
"Memba Mira nuh fi ackle up ar self and yuh know how shi gets when it comes on to sports day" Shanti commented and I kept quiet.
"Yuh good" Shan ask from beside me when they noticed my quietness.
I nod and we went over to where the long jump was and took one of the tires and put it down before sitting in it.
"Yuh sure?" Shanti.
"Yeah." She hum before doing the same and Moya plop herself in my lap.
"Look weh u gone guh siddung and yuh know how e teacha dem stay" Shan said to Moya while she sat down.
"If a waah yuh waah siddung yah suh just seh dat" Moya provokes her.
"If mi did waah-"
"Alright unuh done. Moya, leave ar alone. Shan, stop pay her mind" I sigh and fix myself so both me and Moya could be comfortable.
"Nah trouble nuh body inno.." Moya.
"Mi nah look pan you eno" Shan.
I didn't say anything else and watch as the long jumps go on.
Green house was in lead with yellow right behind but the marks that determine you are going to win is the cheerleading sin e it values more than the others. Track right behind it.
Mi honestly cyah tell yuh wah dem pickny yah a do. All mi see a disqualification, dropping and some other things weh nuh mek sense.
"Mah bet yuh bills seh shi ago drop" jay, the pass round donkey stud appeared in front me.
