Chapter 7: The Dinner Party.
TEASER!!!!!
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After a long day at school, me and Travis got Star bucks. I was texting my bestie and then he cleared his throat.
" You know we're having a dinner party tonight, right?"
" Mhm." I chuckled, still texting. He growled.
" Can you stop texting?"
" Can you stop talking?"
" Listen, if we're gonna persuade our parents to think we like eachother, we gotta do it right." Travis spoke, sipping his frappe.
" I don't give a fuck. To be honest, me and you both know white people hate me and I hate ya'll."
" Suck it up. We're both gonna have to cooperate tonight whether we like it or not. So let's go shoping for dresses."
" Nigga-"
" Don't call me that." I rolled my eyes, grabbing my coffee and walking out to his car. Once he got in, it was quiet. We didn't talk much when we headed towards the mall.
" Click, click, click-"
" Are you still texting? After I said not to?"
" You ain't my daddy."
" Why are you being so childish?" I ignored him, still texting. His face got really stoney as I laughed. He took my phone and threw it out the window. My eyes widened.
" Hope you know you buying me a new one, Mother fucker."
" Mhm." He mocked me.
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Rejected Because I'm Black?!*STEREOTYPICAL*
RomanceSTEROTYPICAL!!!!!!!!!!!I'm rejected because I'm black?! Bogus ass white people.
