My Bad Ass White Boy

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*edited*

Jaylah

"Hey, what's wrong?" Christian asked over FaceTime. It's been three days since I found the real truth about Kendall. After she told me her story, I stormed out of the cafe. I haven't seen her since then.

"Nothing." I said. I wanted to tell him what's happening but I needed Kendall to come back to the room.

"I know when you're lying." He said. I sighed.

"I think I failed my english 101 exam." I lied. I knew I had a perfect score on that shit.

"Don't worry about it Jay. There's gonna be more exams." He chuckled. "I doubt your smart ass even failed it." I smiled.

"It's not just that, it's gonna bring my grade down." I lied. I hate lying.

"Hold on real quick Jay." I'm guessing he muted me and put me on pause. "Alright I'm back."

"Where are you anyways?" I asked him.

"It's a surprise." I heard a knock on my door.

"Hold real quick someone is at my door." I stood up and answered it. It was Christian. I ran and jumped on him, wrapped my legs around his body. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming down?" I really missed his ass.

"What part don't you get when I said it's a surprise." I rolled my eyes.

"Put me down." I said. He put me back down on the floor.

"LA is nice. I should move here and start selling weed down here."

"Why are you here?" I asked.

"I was visiting my aunt and I decided to visit you too since I didn't book a hotel. Whoops." He said. I smacked my teeth.

"So you assumed I would let you sleep over here with my roommate also in the room?" I asked.

"I don't see a roommate." He observed. I groaned and pinched the bridge of my nose.

"How long are here for?" I grabbed his duffel back and put in the corner of my room.

"Until Nolan decides to flip shit at my uncle's back in Houston, so about, a week."

"I'm glad you're here." I said. I gave him another hug.

"I'm in the same room as you. Anyways where's homeboy at? Imma fuck him up for talking to me like that. Fuck what's his name? Dustin, David, Douche?" I laughed.

"Devon? I don't know and no you're not getting me in trouble by killing him."

"But..."

"No buts. You're just hangry." I observed. "I'm hungry too, lets go eat." I suggested

"I can use some food too. My aunt boiled some chicken and I was not eating that." He had a disgusted look on his face.

"Boiled?" I pulled him out of my room and guided him out of the building.

"She was watching some video on YouTube where they cooked chicken in like 35 different ways. She thought boiled was a cool way to cook chicken and I was like, it's a no for me chief." Christian has been hanging around my ass too much because he never used as much slang and twitter lingo until after a month of us dating.

"If you would have eaten that, I don't think I would talk to you ever again." I said. He held opened the front door of the dorm for me, like the gentleman he is. "There's a chicken wing place a few blocks away." I grabbed his arm.

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"That was good." He said with food in his mouth.

"Ew swallow your food." He was being a little obnoxious with the food in his mouth but because it's Christian, I'll let it slide. Obnoxious eaters are the worst.