Chapter -TWENTY FIVE

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Authors note: hey guys I know you enjoyed the last chapter . I finally got my galaxy s4 phone and lemme tell u it was free from best buy and it's the best thing that could ever happen 2 you lol. its way better than apple. trust me I had four apple I phones I know what I'm talking about . If Yall looking to switch ya phone ever don't get apple you better off with an android. but if you decide to ignore me anyways cause Yall Black people then be my guest .. I'm just throwing out a good recommendation.  get the galaxy s4 or the galaxy note .

Now on that point enjoythestory





[Maya]

Devon.. that name rang in my head over and over again. I was still puzzled on what he had said. What you looking at bitch. He still had that attitude from the parking lot. It irked me. I was just gonna walk out & forget him just like that. But even, I knew that was was a lie. I knew I was still going to stick around no.matyer what. Be calm Maya. Tell him your name and leave it at that. I thought silently to myself.

"I'm Maya. Nice to meet you...I guess?" She said it more like like a question then a statement.

He just kept smiling at me. Okaaay, I thought silently to myself, this was getting a little bit weird. I just wanted to go home, to be honest. I already took my damn mouthwash. 

I guess he read my mind, cause  he had spoke up, "Where you think you goin?" He pressed. I glared at him. Time to switch on my bitchy mode. Hell, he can do it so why can't I.

"Why you worried about it?" I snapped crossing my arm.

He looked at me for like five seconds and began to buss out laughing.

"What's so funny?!" I asked annoyed, ready to throw the nearest pillow at his head.

"What's so funny?!" He mimicked in a high voice. I pressed my lips together, one thing i could not stand was a childish person. Seriously, that's some shit my four year old cousin would do. I shook my head,

"The nerve of some people." I muttered, next thing i knew he was up in a flash and he grabbed my hands; holding them tightly together.

"The hell is your problem?!" I shrieked, and tried yanking away from the lunatic. He kept me firmly in his grasp, and he bent over to whisper something in my ear.

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