-"Are you okay?" Fronz asked me since I just kept quiet.
-"Oh, yeah!" I smiled as I looked behind him. "I think Daniel is coming over here!~" I whispered to Fronz, laughing quietly.
-"What!?" He said as he just stayed there.
-"Hey Ashley who's your new boyfriend?" Guess who, just Daniel, he said sarcastically as he sat down and gave me my juice.
-"About damn fucking time, man, I feel that chicken stuck in my damn throat." I said as I drank some juice. "And no, he is not my boyfriend you ass. His name is Fronz."
Fronz smiled.
-"Nice to meet you, I like your hair." Daniel said to Fronz and they just kept talking and talking. I saw Chris grabbing his backpack and going over to the water fountain, it was my chance, even though he is taken, I honestly give cero fucks. "Be right back" I said as I got up. I got behind Chris to "wait so I could drink some water" Honestly, I ain't waiting for shit, I just want to talk to him. I purposely bumped onto him.
-"I'm sorry! I'm kinda clu-clumsy!" I said nervously.
He finished drinking and looked at me "Don't worry it's okay." He said.
-"I like your backpack, by the way." That's all I could fucking say, okay? He had a Hamburger print backpack, and I love food, don't judge me.
-"Thanks, I could change my backpacks with yours." Chris laughed.
-"But I have a flower print backpack!" I said as I laughed too.
-"And? I don't care, nigga." Oh my god he called me nigga, anyways seriously, not even Daniel, the fucking gayest guy on earth would want a flower print backpack.
-"Damn nigga, I'm sorry." I said as I laughed and went over to my table, I saw Daniel sitting alone drinking some of his juice.
-"Ooooooh I saw you with the black dudeeee " Daniel said in the gayest way EVER. "His name is Chris!" I said angrily but in a joking way. "So what did he tell youuuuuu?" He asked.
-"Can you like, not talk in a gay way for a minute in your whole life?" I told him as I rolled my eyes and blushed.
-"You do know I was born talking gay, and don't avoid my question, what did y'all talk about?" He took a bite off his sandwich.
-"Backpacks."
-"And you pretend to make him fall in love by talking about fucking backpacks? Oh God." He cringed. "Not even my 12 year old sister.
-"Shut the fuck uppp!" I laughed.
-"But SERIOUSLY? Did he call you anything cute!? Did he blush? Did he ask you for your number!? Damn!" Daniel said.
-"Well he did call me something!" I smiled.
-"Oh my God! What!?" Daniel said, he got so exited and happy.
-"He called me nigga."
