fatima: i mean-
zac: i know i know you're seeing someone, but i know im not the only one feeling like this.
fatima: i feel it too.
zac: exactly.
fatima: we both have a lot going on right now, friends are for the best.
zac: it's not but okay tima.
before fatima could say something her phone starts going on. she saw the name and it was karen.
fatima: wait hold on karen is calling me.
zac: okay.
she gets up and walks off a little.
on the phone
Karen M.
fatima: yes?
karen: danni told me you was gonna call me yesterday and you didn't.
fatima: yes but it's a bad time right now can i call you when i get home?
karen: i know you seeing zac, that's why he ain't been calling me back.
fatima: what? karen you know i'm seeing someone. zac is my friend.
karen: yea let me find out, both of y'all dead. (hangs up)
fatima walks back over to zac with a shocked looked.
zac: what's wrong? what happened?
fatima: this bitch done lost her mind.
zac: what she say?
fatima: i really thought danni was my friend.
zac: huh?
fatima: zac danni told karen me and you are seeing each other and karen said if she finds out we are both dead.
zac: woah woah what?
fatima: come on we gotta go.
zac: wait where are we going?
no fatima: to see my cousin, come on. (grabbing all the stuff)
fatima headed back to her car but she decided to let zac take her and she come back to get her car. she told him the location of her cousin madam lives. when they got there fatima had already told madam she was on the way so madam was sitting on the porch.
fatima: hey girl.
madam: who is this?
fatima: this is my friend zac, zac this is my big cousin madam.
zac: nice to meet you madam.
madam: mhm, fatima what you need i'm kinda busy right now.
fatima: oh well i can come back tomorrow.
madam: no how about you tell me now and i can get it done tomorrow.
zac: what she mean?
fatima: okay let's go inside.
they went inside and took a seat at the dining table. fatima starts to tells madam what's going on and madam told fatima she can see what she can do today and they have another talk tomorrow.
the car ride back to the park.
zac: where do you stay?
fatima: why?
zac: i'm taking you home.
fatima: no my car zac.
zac: i can get a driver to bring it to you, i know you ready to change.
