"It's my turnnnnn!" I whined. We were playing monopoly.
"No it's not! You just moved, Leslie!"
"Shut up. I don't care, it's boring anyway!" I pouted and knocked the pieces off the board.
"Your loss. Lemme call Aunty." He pulled out his iPhone 6s and dialed the number. Speaker.
Aunty: Hello?
Rocky:Hey, Aunty it's Rakim
Aunty: Hey lil Rock!!!
Rocky: Sup? Leslie gonna stay the night. I don't want her going out this late. Not safe for females.
Aunty: Ok! I understand! When she coming back
Rocky: We gonna hang out tomorrow so...will the day after tomorrow be fine? Wednesday?
Aunty: Yeah! Of course. Y'all deserve to get to know each other. How about her clothes and stuff.
Rocky: Shit. Uhhhhh, before she wakes up Imma go shopping for all that. She deserves everything.
Aunty: Mhm well ok. Y'all be safe. I love you guys
Rocky: We love you too. Bye
Aunty: Bye*click*
"There you go." He said
"Yay! So what we gonna do now?"
"Just get to know each other. That's the best thing we can do right now." Rocky said
"Ok."
"Yah, now tell me about that head!"
"I'm getting tired of you! It is what it is."
He untied my hair "Ahhhh!"
-.-
"Don't make that face at me. Go online and look for clothes you like."
"Whatttttt?"
"Go. On the Internet...and search. For some clothes. I'm buying everything. You. Want."
I pulled out my laptop, while it was loading I touched his braids. He smiled at me.
"What are you doing for a living?" I asked
"Rapping and Broadway shows. I'm apart of Tisch school of the arts."
"Wow! That's so cool! You have so many options." I said in awe.
"Nah. I'm just chilling. Acting is going aite for me, the rapping is going great."
"Nice." I continued to play with his hair and surf the web for clothes.
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I pointed to a Mac Miller T Shirt on Zumiez.
"Zumiez!?"
"Yah." I munched on some candy he gave me
"Uh uh. Zumiez is a little..."
"Little what?"
"I don't know. Simple."
"Simple is good." I bit into a butterfingers
"Not over here. Let's get some H&M, Forever 21, something like that."
"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" I asked
"Ain't nothing wrong with it, mama."
Oh god. He gonna call me mama and ma too. I guess its just a guy thing over here.
"Then let's go to Zumiez."
"You can mix. Wear Supreme or whatever along with H&M, Louis Vuitton, all that good shit. I want you to be yourself. Ain't nothing wrong with chu."
"I see where you're getting at. I am getting older and need to dress my age. I guess I'll mix it. I've never worn really big names like that."
"You gonna get used to it as long as I'm around." Rocky said.
I hugged him "You're amazing!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" He took my laptop and asked if I liked clothes he picked out.
"Yes."
"Yes."
"No."
"Ew."
"Yes."
"Ugh, you so complicated. You and I gonna match."
"Nooooo!"
"Just with shoes and a jacket."
"Oooo!" I said "But I wear Vans and Converses."
"Fo real? I wear that too with other shoes on the side. Side soles. Get it? Side soles. Mah side-"
I necked him. "Don't."
"Ouch!"
"Good."
A/N: Hope you guys are liking the story . 😚😎😜🤓 Rakim and Leslie are goals asf
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FanfictionPower and violence are opposites; where the one rules absolutely, the other is absent. Violence appears where power is in jeopardy, but left to its own course it ends in power's disappearance ...