Thema (tay-mah)- West African for "Queen"
Pharaoh (fare-oh)- Latin for "Ruler"
Remember, happy endings are always dreamt of but rarely gotten. Anything else you want to know, you'll have to read the book.
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I know everyone's looking for a chapter, and it will be up Monday. But I just wanted to sit here and get some things off of my chest because I'm kinda sad right now. May I vent?
The beginning.
So in October of 2013 (my freshman year), I met young man named Daniel. He was a sophomore and at the time he was dating another young lady. I didn't know who he was, only that all of my friends would refer to him as "Kendrick Lamar" because of the haircut he had lol. One day after a field trip, we were all on the basketball court and decided to play basketball. I had just so happened to end up on Daniel's team. The whole time, while everyone else was being serious, I was doing my hair and looking cute, not taking shit seriously. I was honestly not worried about the game lol y'all wasn't nobody trynna sweat.
So yeah, fast forward a couple of days later, my best friend at the time, Tajanae, hit me up on kik (lmao), and was like, "That boy Daniel said did you see his earring on the court?" I'm like nah, I don't even know who that is. So then the next time I saw him, we spoke, and he started flirting with me. Now my naive ass, y'all it was bad. At the time, I wasn't super confident 'cause of my weight and I didn't really get showed much attention (bitch, how times have changed *flips weave*). So everything he said was like magic to my naive ass ears. Mind you, ole dude still had a girlfriend. I knew this and me and the girl were actually cool, but I kinda didn't care and I kinda did (not really). So yeah, we flirted with each other, but he was also super disrespectful. He had a way with words to where he would make you think he liked you and then in the next sentence remind you of your insecurities. Like we would argue and then he would still try to flirt, like boy bye.
So anywhore, to make a long story short, he was disrespectful and called me names, him and his girlfriend was forever having problems, and he was forever a hoe.
Oh oh oh, guys so in the midst of that, I didn't know he had actually liked Tajanae. They would flirt and everything and text and blah blah blah, but I felt like I couldn't be mad that he wanted her and she reciprocated those feelings so I let it go.
Boom. Next year roles around and mind you I haven't spoken to him all summer 'cause we wasn't cool, we just flirted every once in a while and I just got my feelings hurt lol. So I find out he transferred schools, and I'm like ok, I can move on.
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I wasn't really worried about him y'all. I was doing so good. And then he followed me on Twitter one day... bitch. And you know me, I'm gone lurk 'til the day I die. And I find out he in a relationship but I really don't care 'cause the bitch was ugly. And then he slid in my dm on some lame shit. He was like "aye didn't you used to like me?" I was like nigga no (yes) lol it was really funny. Ok now I'm stalling and this part of the story really doesn't matter.
Now let's come to January 2016. Now for like a year and a half Daniel had been trying to get with me, but still had different girlfriends. Like how that work? He was claiming how I never really gave him a chance and all this bs and he felt like he deserved a fair shot. Now long gone was the major insecurities and the naive attitude. First of all, I look amazing with and without makeup, I'm an amazing person, and I have a lot going for myself. I'm fucking lit. But I will admit, the feelings I had for him had never really went away and had only laid dormant. So I gave him the chance to redeem himself, and bitch, he ruined it by being a dickhead. I told him my views on sex before marriage and he wasn't really too accepting so it caused us to fall off. We didn't talk for like 2 months after that. That is, until one night, a couple of weeks after I had gotten my car (yes bitch, ain't no more waiting on my parents) and I was at my friend, Kennedy's house. Now, Kennedy lives on the next street from Daniel. So I was leaving her house at like 11 or 12am. So I don't know why, but I called him. I was like "wassup, where you at?" and he was like "I'm on the way home, wassup?" Then basically, I pulled up on him and we sat in the car and talked for a while. After that, we were basically in the talking stage.
