- Chapter I -

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I sit on my bed, in my dorm, next to my room mate Isaiah, and I look at my self in the mirror. My skin gets darker and darker every time I step outside, I almost look black. "Shit, i got dark bruh" I say aloud and brush my hair.

"yea, you did for sure" Isaiah says and smiles. The sun from the window reflects in his is shiny, golden grillz. "You still look good though Quin, with your lil' waves" he says and watches me comb my hair.

Isaiah has light brown eyes, dark brown hair and light skin. He is gay, and I am okay with that, since he's my best friend, but he told me that he likes me so sometimes it can get awkward. You can't even assume he likes boys when you see him, because he doesn't even dress like your stereotypical gay boy. I can honestly see why he makes all these niggas crazy, no homo though.

"I'm gonna go shower, so get ready cause we finna go get breakfast" He says and walks into the washroom.

"Okay" I reply. I had already showered last night so I wasn't going to do it again. I take off my clothes and wait until he turns on the shower, to change my draws. I'm kind of a privacy freak around him, I think he knows it too. I put on my grey sweat pants and my t-shirt. I lay back on the bed and scroll through Instagram. "Damn, why this girl keep Direct messaging me? Aye bro, you almost done in there?" I yell out to him. "I got to piss Isaiah, hurry up". He turns off the shower and opens the door with his towel around his waist.

"I didn't take my clothes into the washroom, so hold up"

"Wow, you didn't change? Let me use the washroom, change out here" I say.

"A'ight" He replies.

When I finish using the bathroom, I open the door forgetting my friend was changing. "Oh, my bad, I forgot you were changing" I say and go back in the washroom. This is not the first time I've seen my friends ass, so I didn't snap or freak out. But trust me I wish I didn't see his ass, but I share a dorm with someone who could care less if I saw him even naked.

"You good, I'm done" Isaiah says after a few seconds.

"You got to stop doing that"

"What?"

"Getting changed when I'm in the room" I say.

He laughs and we both put on our shoes, and leave the room. "Where you tryna eat at?" I ask.

" I don't know? We should get the others first though" says Isaiah as he walks towards the elevator.


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