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3.

lulu

               after three days, i knew that guy was going to be taking this train with me. i sighed when i heard his footsteps heading this way, but something was different. when i glanced his direction, his professional entire was wrinkled and tousled. like he just had sex.

               i quickly returned my gaze to my phone, scrolling through a book i was reading. "um, d-do you have a piece of gum? " i heard him say, his voice raspy and crackly.

               pulling out my pack, i tossed it at him which he caught. "thanks."

               "no problem." i mumbled, leaning back against my bench to continue reading. but something was probing at me, my curiosity wanting to be quenched. "did you have sex?" i swallowed heavily when the man's perfect jaw clenched.

               "why do you need to know? " he growled, irritated. i smirked, sliding the lone cigarette off my ear and pulling out my lighter. "want a smoke?" when i asked, he seemed to freeze. "you smoke? " i could tell he was worried.

               "shit no, i just flaunt this so people won't talk to me." i chuckle lightly. at school, i'm sort of a rebel and 'stoner' since i always had a blunt or cigarette and was late (only because of day traffic). but when the teachers ask me why i'm late i tell them to fuck themselves. i don't know, i just don't like when people probe for business that's not theirs to handle.

               "why? " he asked, all his attention on me. i rolled my eyes, "you want it or not?"

               he nods, and i toss the stuff to him. his plump lips fold around the end of the cigarette, soon tightening around it when his lit it. his finger gripped it to move it from his lips, soon blowing out the smoke through his nostrils.

              "thanks, by the way." i only nodded, turning to wait for the train.