Chapter Four

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** Amika's P.O.V**

I need some chocolate.

I need some pizza.

Why am I hungry?

UGH!!!!!!

Why do girls even have periods??? It's like God wants us to suffer. I swear to God imma kill Karen if she don't come with pizza. And it better not be that fake ass pizza.

Theres a knock at the door and I run towards it and opens it.

"What the hell took you..."

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Xavier stares down at me.

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And he has pizza.

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Imma fucking kill Karen when I see her.

"Karen told me that you would be hungry. She was heading over to the pizza store across the street from my job."

I stare at him then at the pizza. Then back at him.

There's silence and I can tell He's getting uncomfortable.

"I would love to stand here and stare at you, beautiful, but I was hoping to come inside. If that's OK with-"

"Its cool," I blurt out. "Its what ever. Come in." Bruh wtf?

He walks past me and into my kitchen. A whistle escapes from his mouth as he sits the pizza down.

"Your place is nice. Even though I expected more for someone like you."
I close the door. "Excuse me?"

He looks at me. "Oh not like that. This place is nice for college. Are you planning on buying a new place?"

"Uh...." I look at the pizza. "Yeah."

He seemed to understand what I was thinking and said "I didnt bring any plates."

"Oh I Dont use plates."

He stares at me; his eye brows raised.

Why did I say that?

"I mean... I do but.... Like if you want. What am I saying? Ugh! Lemme shut up."

He does a small chuckle, his teeth showing. OMG his smile.

"How about we forget about the plates. Have anything to drink?"

"Yeah. Sodas. But if you don't want-"

He holds up his hand. "Stop. A soda is fine."

He busy himself with the pizza and I watch him.

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