Chapter 4 || Mall

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Drake POV: I woke up to a text from Kaydence.

KayD: you owe me from LastNight

Me: oh really

KayD: yea

Me: what do you want

KayD: you take me to dinner

Me: oh I thought you wanted sex

KayD: nah I'm in a relationship

Me: after one day

KayD: yes he even sent me A good morning call

Me: aww so cute 😒

KayD: I know right

I heard Jasmine shuffle around in the bed.

Jasmine: who are you texting

I corved my phone my mom

Jasmine: oh your telling them about the lunch

Me: yea

I texted KayD and told her I'll talk to her later. Then told my mom about the lunch.

Jasmine: we have to go to the mall

Me: why

Jasmine: so we can get an outfit for today.

Me: ok

I put on my Nothing Was The Same shirt jeans and black combat shoes and Jasmine was wearing the same shirt booty shorts and black vans. She always likes to match with me when we go out places so everyone will know I was "her man." We left in her black rangerover I bought her for Christmas.

KayD POV:

I woke up to "I've been drinking, I've been drinking

I get filthy when that liquor get into me

I've been thinking, I've been thinking

Why can't I keep my fingers off it, baby?

I want you, na na

Why can't I keep my fingers off you, baby?

I want you, na na

Cigars on ice, cigars on ice

Feeling like an animal with these cameras all in my grill

Flashing lights, flashing lights

You got me faded, faded, faded

Baby, I want you, na na

Can't keep your eyes off my fatty

Daddy, I want you, na na

Drunk in love, I want you" my phone ranging.

I thought it would be Drake but I programmed his ringtone to Wait for a minute by Justin Bieber. I anwsered my phone and relised it was Jamahl.

Jamahl: hey baby

Me: you Aren't made from yesterday

Jamahl: nah

Me: ok cool

Jamahl: you want to go to the mall with me

Me: yea I really want some KD shoes

Jamahl: those are expensive

Me: I know

Jamahl: how can you afford them of you don't have a job

Me: my parents give me money every week

Jamahl: oh why

Me: it's a long story but you can pick me up in 5 minutes

Jamahl: ok babe see you then

I put my curly hair in a side braid. I put on a white crop short and pink booty shorts.

I looked outside and saw Jamahl in his red Mercedez Benz. I put my stuff in my small coach purse and hoped in his car. Inside I heard Paroniod by Dolla Sign playing.

Me: I know this song

Jamahl: no you don't look like the girl to know a song like this

Me: I see two of my bitches in the club

And I know they know about each other

I think these bitches tryna set me up

Maybe I'm just paranoid

Yea I'm paranoid, I'm trippin

I've been smoking, I've been sippin

I'm fuckin around with two bitches

But I never made them hoes my missus

Jamahl: so you do listen to rap

Me: yep and I rap good

Jamahl: nah don't say all of that you alright

When the song was over we arrived at the mall. Jamahl and I walked in hand in hand. We walked in to foot locker and I couldn't believe my eyes.

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