TYSAL

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It was just the crack of dawn and Sean was hesitating to text or even call Cheyenne. Cheyenne doesn't know that Sean has her contact, so it'll be a surprise.

Text her Sean, ain't that hard. Sean repeated to himself.

Finally, he had the guts to do it.

FuckingSexy: aye

SweetBae: who the fuck is this? 😟

FuckingSexy: it's me, Sean?

SweetBae: how the hell did you get my contact?! 😠

FuckingSexy: I have my sources, look, I really need help, you like a miracle worker, can you please help me?

SweetBae: 😒yours it's gonna be more hard to deal with.

FuckingSexy: what happened to taking risk?😢

SweetBae: nothing, I'm just not taking a risk with your dangerous, perverted ass 😑

FuckingSexy:I like your username 🙂

SweetBae:thanks

Sean really wanted to text :it fits you perfectly. It did. Cheyenne was sweet and kind and generous. Sean loved that.

FuckingSexy: good night Cheyenne

SweetBae: your actually not calling me ugly ass anymore, ain't that something new?😁

Sean chuckles and replies.

FuckingSexy:yes, aye, do you like me?

Cheyenne nearly dropped her phone and passed out. She was afraid to respond. So she decided to just spill the question back at Sean.

SweetBae: do you like me? 😏

FuckingSexy: it seemed early today, you were staring at me 😌

SweetBae: I was looking at spider on my wall😤

Sean smiles a bit.

FuckingSexy: admit it, you were staring at me.

SweetBae: it natural dammit! 😠

FuckingSexy: you liked what chu saw, didn't you? 😏

SweetBae: fuck you 🖕🏽

Sean laughs and plugs up his phone. He was slowly becoming happy. For some reason, Cheyenne was Changing him without even helping him.

The next day, it was Monday. The day where people want to throw their alarm out the window and sleep through the whole day.

Sean walks to school, as always with Trevy. Their conversation was different. It wasn't about having sex with girls or any of that.

"Man, I got 100,000 bills from last night." Trevys smile faded,"you don't deal full time no mo, what the fuck happened?"

  Sean was struck by the question. If Trevy found out he was hanging with Cheyenne, Trevy wouldn't be a very nice asshole.

   "My mama okay? You know her habit." Trevy nods in agreement. But Trevy wasn't that forgiving. He knew something was up.

  "Sean, are you hanging out with ugly ass?" Trevy didn't take it back. For the whole weekend, Sean was hanging with Cheyenne, only for helping reasons, nothing more than that.

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