Rochester, New York
Tuesday
9:32am
Annalise W.I looked at my laptop for awhile before I took a bite out of my jelly filled donut hole. I read over the question again before I placed my donut hole on a napkin, then stood up, brushing my pants off.
I walked over to a book shelf and looked for a english dictionary and a hard book copy of To Kill A Mocking Bird. I grabbed the dictionary then turned around to look for the book.
Once I had found it, I grabbed then as I quickly turned around, I ended up bumping into someone's hard chest, causing both of my books to fall on the floor.
"Sorry."I quickly said then crouched down to pick up the books, causing me to bump foreheads with the guy again.
"Ow."I groaned as I rubbed my forehead and the guy picked my books up for me.
"Damn ma, you alright?"the deep voice asked and my head shot up due to familiar voice.
"Bryson, right?"he squinted at me before he widened his eyes nodding.
"Yeah, yeah. Annalise, right?"he asked and I chuckled while nodding my head.
"Yeah."
"Oh, how you doing beautiful?"he asked and I lightly blushed.
"I'm good. What about you?"
"Well my days' goin' great now that I've seen your beautiful face."I blushed as I tucked a pice of my hair behind my ears.
"Oh really?"
"Yup, how come you never hitted me up since last Thursday?"
"Uh, because your not my man?"
He ran his tongue over his bottom lip, before he spoke."Oh for real?"
"Yeah."
"Well, let me take you out on a few dates then, so that I could become your man."I looked him up then down before I spoke.
"I'm sorry but I'm taken."
He furrowed his eyebrows."So?"I scoffed before I turned to walk away but then he grabbed onto my wrist, turning me back towards him.
"Damn lil mama, I was just playing."I rolled my eyes.
"Don't call me lil mama, call me by my name. My name is not lil mama."he stuck both of his hands in the air in defense.
"I'm sorry, Annalise but we could just hang out like friends, ya know?"
"I'm sorry but I'm not interested."he nodded.
"Alright but whenever you change your mind,"he handed me a piece of paper."call me."he smiled before walking away.
I sighed before I walked over to where I was sitting and sat down. I stuffed the piece of paper into my purse and finished eating my donut hole before I packed all of my things up.
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Roommates |o.b.j|
Genç KurguOne African-American girl. One African-American guy. One room in Rochester University. One undeniable love.