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Nicki POV
1 month later
It's July 1st
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"Don't start this again," I rolled my eyes at Rihmeek
He was staring at me for a long time. Not saying nothing, just staring. I mushed his head back making him laugh.
"I'm tired of you Onika! You acting like I can't stare at you." He bucked at me with a playfully mug
"You can't! You weirdo." I giggled and watched him flip the omelet
We were in the kitchen when he decided to make breakfast... At night.
"Add extra cheese." I told him
"You don't tell me how to make my special recipe. Go take a nap Nika..." I giggled
He turned off the stove and sat them on a plate that sat on the counter. I picked up the hot omelet and took a bite.
"Ewww, this is so gross meek. Next time let me do all the cooking." I faked like it was nasty but, meek can actually cook.
"You're so cute." He spoke after he just stared at me "you're all messy." He used his finger to get a string of cheese off of my lips and cheek
"Thanks." I smiled picking up a piece of bacon
"Thanks to what?" He ate the cheese off of his thumb
"I was saying thanks to you calling me cute, and that was so gross rihmeek."
"Oh, you're welcome and I always do that. Stop acting like I don't big head."
"Don't call me big head." I bit off more of the still steaming hot omelet
"Why not Minnie? Dang I can't even call my best friend big head... Sheesh." He leaned on the counter
"Slow down before you burn your tongue." He said
"No, I'm eating it while it's still hot... Unlike you." I nodded my head towards his, sitting on the glass plate
"Meek I can dance now." I spoke
"Yeah... No." He laughed and I pouted
"You're so liitle and adorable Minnie." Meek stood there looking at me
"Look meek, I can dance." I started to twerk and laughed
"Stop," he face frowned up
"You can't lie, it's moving." I giggled
"Ion want you doing that. You look like them girls at school." He said seriously and I stood up straight
"Don't compare me to your type." I flipped my hair
"You don't even know my type." He said
"Do too." I sat down the food and wiped my hands on a napkin. I sipped some of my juice while looking at him.
"Tell me then." He said pulling me into him. We were chest to chest, he looked down at me and I looked up at him.
"Um, you like the girls with long weave and big booties, and act ghetto even though they have class. Mmm... and the girls who have a lot of boys chasing them." I explained with a grin
