𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝

C8

Keyamani Anderson
Barcelona, Spain
3:00 pm
_____

Ever since last night, Chase and I have been getting into many pointless arguments. Quite frankly I'm over it because every time we get into a petty argument it just feels like he got something to tell me and he never does.

We've been ignoring each other since the last argument he started, which was around 1:00 o'clock. The heat wave is still tormenting me causing me to have a bad attitude, I hate the heat. The living room was the coolest place in the hotel room besides the shower, I lay across the couch FaceTiming Mari.

She picked up fairly quickly as she usually does. "Za'Mari, for the first time ever you were wrong," I say calling her by her government name walking to my room for more privacy. "Uh bitch what the fuck I do?" She questioned me with a slight attitude. She hated her government name everyone always calls her Mari, which I don't get her full name is pretty as fuck.

"I don't think Chase likes me for real. I don't know it's like one second we cool then we back to arguing and hating each other. Like last night he called me bae and we been arguing since this morning about nothing really," I rant to her. "Ou girl I don't know. Niggas like that are seriously hard to read you just gotta talk to them," Mari suggests.

"Well... about that, we haven't spoken to each other in like two hours and he started the argument so I'm not folding first I don't care," I say propping my phone up in the bathroom looking at myself in the mirror. I had gotten darker while in Europe and I love it, I feel like I look similar to Anok Yai.

"Two prideful people arguing. Y'all finna be goin at it for days," she shakes her head. "We already have basically. But I don't care I want to enjoy myself with or without Chase," I shrugged at the idea of letting a nigga ruin my trip. "So go out and have fun," Mari encouraged me. "Uh girl maybe tomorrow there's a heat wave right now," I shy away from going out.

"What ever girl, but hey keep me updated I gotta go my mom here to take me out somewhere," she says looking stressed, her and her mom never really got along but her mom tries to be there for her. That's the thing she appreciates the most. "Okay bye I love you girl," I say to her. "I love you more boo," she says before hanging up quickly. She knows I love her more but she doesn't want to hear it.

I sigh at the newborn quietness. I missed Atlanta, I missed my friends, my family, everything. I didn't know how much traveling outside the country would weigh on me. I needed a distraction, what better distraction than filming. "Fuck I gotta go outside," I roll my eyes. I was trying to avoid this hot ass weather at all costs.

I called a car to take me to a nearby skate park. Skating was one of my favorite hobbies but I much rather rollerskating than skateboarding. Skateboarding was more interesting to watch sometimes. I decided I would make a mini montage for whoever is at the park.

I quickly pack the rest of my equipment seeing that the driver was near by. I also grab myself some water and some snacks not knowing how long I would be outside.

As expected the park wasn't very crowded but still had some dedicated skaters. I sit under the park shelter and watch the people skate. I grab my camera taking pictures of the natural views first. The city has a lot of buildings so I was happy seeing real greenery. "Hermosa eh?" A voice says to me.

I speak little Spanish and I was slightly panicked. "Lo siento, yo hablo ingles," I used all of my Spanish skills at once. "Oh I see," the boy says with a thick accent. "I said the view is beautiful huh," he repeats himself. "Oh yes very," I agree with him.

The boy seemed to be around my age, around six foot, and dressed like the 2000's. "You're not from here?" He asks me in attempt to make conversation that I didn't mind. "No I'm from the United States," I say to him. "Oh that's cool, I've always wanted to go there. I heard skate shows be crazy," he says excitedly. "I've actually never seen one but they probably are," I giggle.