29• Underneath The Palm Trees You Can Leave Your Worries

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"You don't need Jacques." Jesse said. "He ain't a real nigga if he pulled some shit like that. He can't handle a black queen."

"And you can?" I've learned that Jesse's very...pro black I should say.

"Yup. I'm handling her right now." He smiled.

I gave him a crooked smile. Jesse's very smart with this Afrocentric stuff or whatever. He's conscious and spiritual as fuck with this astral projection and third eye shit. He seems like one of those dudes that run a Instagram account uplifting black people. I don't have a problem with it at all but he's talking a little too much and I ain't ask him for all this damn information.

"We'll see." I admired the bracelet he gave me on my right arm.

"Come on." He picked me up off his lap and helped me up.

"Where are we going now?" I groaned.

"The mall, put something on and we'll be on our way." He took his hoodie off and threw it on the couch.

I went to my room and put whatever I found on my bed on.

I went to my room and put whatever I found on my bed on

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"You ready, beautiful?" He held his hand out for me.

I took it. "Yup."

We got in the car and we started talking on our way to the mall.

"Are you hungry, thirsty or anything?" He asked.

I smiled. "I'm fine, is there anything bad about you? You're so perfect!"

"A couple of things. I have a short temper, I kick people off the bed when I'm sleeping and I'm a bit overprotective."

"Those aren't too bad. At least you're not like you know who. And people!? Who be in yo bed?!" I rolled my eyes.

"Girl! Girls in my bed, the fuck?" He chuckled. "Don't even worry about him. Let's just have fun till we go to L.A-Oh shit, speaking of L.A, we not going. We have to go to New York and some groups are going to L.A."

"Oh! Cool, I ain't mad." I shrugged.

"Only problem is the weather..." I frowned.

I threw my head back and groaned. "Oh yeah..."

"Remind me to buy some jackets, hats and all that good stuff."

"Alright."

"I wanna go to Spencer'ssssss!" I whined.

"No. For what? Do you know what they have in there?!" We stood outside of Best Buy. We had to go in there so he could buy a couple of things for the studio.

"We don't have to go in the back. I want a plush!"

"No, we can go to Hot Topic and get a donut one."

._. "Ok." We started walking to Hot Topic.

After shopping for like two hours. We went to Salsarita's and shared nachos. We didn't have much to say so we just enjoyed our food and looked around.

"Sky." He said.

"Hm?" I turned to him.

"Let's go to my place after we're done eating." He looked at me with tired eyes.

"Sure." I shrugged. "What're gonna do there?"

"Just chill. Do whatever, I really don't care. This food gave me the itis."

"Alright. Imma save these for later. Can we leave now?"

He got up without a word and we were off to his house.

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