Chapter 2

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(what Layla looks like====>)

 Layla POV

Layla: Are we there yet?

Mom: Not yet just 20 minutes to go

20 minutes of my life were wasted, in a car. I put my headphones in and put on Treasure by Bruno Mars. It was tiring just sitting here, so i fell asleep.

Mom:WERE HERE!!!!

Me: *sleep*

Mom: Fine...*clears throat*...LAYLA THE CAR IS ON FIRE!!!!!

Me: WHAT!?!?MY CLOTHES!!!!!!

Mom: Just kidding

Me: Ugh! mom, don't do that. -.-

Mom: Sorry... well we're here

???: Layla? Is that you?

Me: Who are you?

Ray Ray: It's me Rayan 

Me: Are you fo' real?

Ray Ray: Fo' real

Me: Omg! You're so tall

Ray: Haha and your so short

Me:ha funny

After we talk we went in his house and I saw three boys. I tried run up stairs, but it was to late.

Ray: Hey where you goin'?

Me: Um... I was um.. looking through your house. Yea

???: Who's your friend Ray. She's cute.

Me: -blushes- So whats your name?

???: Chresanto. Yours?

Me:Layla

???: Whaddup. My names Craig

Me: Cool. What's his name?

Craig: Yo Jacob. Someone's talking to you.

Jacob: Oh wassup

Me: Hey ... so what does your room look like?

Great save Layla. Note the sarcasm. -.-

Ray: Follow Me

We walk up the stairs and walked in a room. When I walked in, my mind was like 'Oh. My. Gosh.' The room was all purple and there was a Domo hat on his dresser. His dresser was full of rubber bans and hair products. There were clothes on the floor and underwear on the fan. There were shoes all over the bed.

Me: What the hell happened here? Was there a storm in here before I came?

Ray: Sorry. I'm just not home all the time.

Me: (starts pairing up shoe) No excuses. Just help me with this

Ray: Fine. You act like my mom.

Me: I get that a lot. And plus Mama Keisha is a great parent.

When we were done, we got a drink of water and Chresanto came in being nosy.

Chres: What happened to you guys?

Ray: Man, it was terrible. She made me clean my room and clean every crumb on the floor.

Chres: Haha! That's what you get. :P

Ray: Nigga shut up.

Chres: So Layla, ... Can I have your number?

Me: Boy. Who do you think you are?

Chres: Your future husband

Me: In your dreams

Chres: Fine be that way. I guess I'll keep dreamind

Jacob: Hola Layla

Layla: ¿Qué pasa? (What's up?)

Jacob: Nada. ¿Qué hay de ti? (Nothing. What about you?)

Me: Mismo (Same)

Ray: Okay whats going on?

Me: Nothing. I'm gonna go outside.

Chres: I'm coming with.

Me: Ugh (walks outs side)

This is weird. I have this one dude attempting to flirt with me and my friend can't keep a clean room. This isn't what I thought it would be.

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whassup readers i know my storys crap but i try at least. vote if you like it thanks - aryonna

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