I am Tupac.

Men in black.

Jada P.O.V

I was still sitting at the bench. I was on the phone with  map company. Yeah I know, it's stupid. But it's the only way I can find my way back home. I checked the time: 10:30. I figured, it was dark as hell. 

"No! My house is on Maple St." I yelled into the phone.

"Mapale St?" They asked.

I sighed loudly into the phone.

Lesane P.O.V

I was still walking, I know I can't go back home right now because my mama still mad. She'll start a riot with her crazy ass. Anyways, it was late. I looked around, this is the street my bus comes to. My stop. I heard yelling down the street.

"No! My house is on Maple st!" Someone yelled. I recognized that voice from anywhere. Is that.. Jada?! I ran down the street. Yup, that's her.

"JADA!!" I yelled. She jumped and dropped her phone. She looked around and when she saw me she looked relieved. She picked up her phne and walked up to me.

"Don't yell my name like that. There's no telling who's around here." She said.

"Yeah yeah. What are you doing out here at this time of night?" I asked.

"WHy do you care?" She said smartly. "What you wanna fight me for being out so late? Does everything I do bother you? Does my existence make you sick?!" She said.

I guess it was time for me to apologize. "Look, ab-"

"I dont care Lesane." She turned to walk about but I grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "No, you're going to stay here and listen to me." I said.

She sighed and sat down, so I sat down.

''Can you let go of my arm? You've punched it enough today. Your grip hurts." She said.

I let go of her arm. "Happy? Now as I was saying. I'm really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really REALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLYYYY sorry about fighting you multiple time. And hitting you. i know I'm not suppose to hit girls and I hate myself for hitting you especially. I know I been treating you like sit lately and all you've been trying to do is make up with me. I was acting like an asshole and a bitch. And oh! I'm really sorry for calling you out of your name also, you are not a bitch Jada. You're actually the most beautiful, nicest, smartest, most intelligent girl I've EVER laid eyes on. And I want you to know I still love you and I would like to take you to prom." I apologized.

'You've done great Lesane, you've done great.' I heard someone say. Wha the-

"Lesane that's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me!" Jada yelled, climbing on top of me. She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a hug. "I accept your apology." She said.

"What about prom?" I asked.

"About prom. Someone.. already asked me."   She said, looking at me.

"Who?" I asked.

"Freddy." She said shyly.

I looked down. "Oh, that's fine. Maybe next year than." I said. I admit I was sad, I mean, after all this I can't go to prom with her? Thats, ugh."Well let's get you home." I said. 

She got up and got her stuff. "So you do know where my house is?" She asked.

I nodded. "I do." I said.

"I have a question." She said as we stated walking.

Jada P.O.V

"And what is it?" He asked.

"Did you really mean it when you said you hated me?" I asked.

He chuckled. "Of course not. I don't think I could ever hate you. That night I was mad, and I wanted to get you sad or whatever, so I told you I hated you. I knew it would make you feel horrible." He answered.

"Well you succeeded. I felt like I really fucked up." I said as we turned the corner. 

As soon as we turned the corner we saw 5 men in black. Before we could react they put a weird smelling cloth over our noses, we struggled to stay awake. I felt my legs shaking and I fell. My vision got blurry and it started to get drowsy.

"I'm back motherfuckers!" Was all I heard before I blacked out. 

Who are these mysterious, men in black? I thnk this was planned. Who do you think it is? #Comment. I'll be updating soon tonight again.