3 ) " Starting Point "

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3 ) " Starting Point "

NASIA POV - 

She Knows.

She knows,

And I know she knows 

Yeah alrite.

9:35AM , I was propped up on my head board, looking at the music channel on my tv. I love this song, and I was enjoying the quietness , non thinking , moment till my sister opened the door.

Sister: Girl , Come quick , Come quick its a fine boy outchea. and , dayum is he fine.

Me: He yo age ?

Sister: I think 

Me: Yo old ass , im not finna get raped

Sister: Suit yourself Nay

Me: Bye kam , and close the motherfucking door behind you , you always leave my door open . i hate that shit.

Few mins later, I was lstill listening to jcole , and I gotta message. It was from Chresanto ASS , what in the hell diid he want. I got up out my bed, I hate on some pajama pants , and my daddy's shirt , he had before he died. I noticed I had a biggest scratch march on my cheeck, " dayuuuuum!" I said in my head. Now we really need to stop this, We dont even date yet and this fuck nigga tryna man handle me. 

MYBOOKIEROC: Hey nasia

Me:hey

MYBOOKIEROC: I Woke u ?

Me: No

MYBOOKIEROC: Im so bored

Me: O

MYBOOKIEROC: Why you actin shady ? you dry speakin n sh!t 

Me: nun

MYBOOKIEROC: Tell meh :(

Me: - sends a pic of the scar -

MYBOOKIEROC: GGODLEY, how dhat happn 

what in the actual watery fuck? He know he did that shit tryna proctect that bitch he call "Friend" Im finna cut this convo.

Me: forgot , bye

MYBOOKIEROC: Dang , conversation was shorter than a vine video

I didnt even respond, whats wrong with his bitch ass? 

CHRESANTO POV ~

I woke up , and had Nasia on my mind. We had so much fun lastnight. cant wait to hear her voice, I called her , her phone went straight to voicemail.SHIT. let me text her.

Me: Hey nasia

NAYBAY::hey

Me: I Woke u ?

NAYBAY: No

Me:: Im so bored

NAYBAY: O

Me: Why you actin shady ? you dry speakin n sh!t 

NAYBAY: nun

Me: Tell meh :(

NAYBAY: - sends a pic of the scar -

Me: GGODLEY, how dhat happn 

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