The P.K

five

cydney.

"Voicemail again." Cydney mumbled.

Aiyanna hasn't been to school for a whole week since she spent the night at Cydney's.

Cydney wanted to know what was up.

Since her parents finally decided to let her drive anywhere she made a stop to her house.

She knocked her door several times.

But there was no response.

As soon as she turned around she heard the blinds flipping knowing that was Aiyanna.

But she still didn't open the door.

"You know, I thought best friends were suppose to tell each other everything." Cydney said loud enough for her to hear and got back in her car.

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"What flavors?"

"Strawberry kiwi and mango passion."

Cydney decided to hang out at the hookah bar.

She didn't know where else to go, remember her parents hardly ever let her go out.

The perks of being a preachers kid.

The girl came back with her flavors and set it up.

Before she could put the hookah in her mouth she was approached by someone.

"This seat taken?"

"No you can sit."

He sat right next to her.

"What made you want to sit by me?" She asked.

"Cause you beautiful."

She smiled beginning to blush.

"Thank you."

She took a look at him and scanned over his tattoos.

Tattoos were a sin but to Cydney they were a turn on.

"Your sleeves are nice."

"That's the only thing you like?" He smirked.

"No wait yes because I don't know you like that."

The shyness was kicking in.

"How old are you?"

"Seventeen."

His mouth formed in an O shape.

"What?" She chuckled.

"I'm twenty three baby."

Cydney stopped laughing and face palmed herself.

"It's okay tho, you can be my lil friend." He smiled.

"Um, I think being friends is going to be hard. I think you like me."

He stood up laughing.

"You never know." He shrugged walking away.

"Wait! What's your name?"

"Rakim."