Preppy Princess .(Shmateo)

19/Unsure .

Mateo sighed. "Cut my hair."

"All of it?"

"No! I wouldn't bare without my hair." He pouted.

"Then how much do you want me to cut? By the way, you should dye your hair like your brother."

".....no."

"Well, you said police has gotten about 2 dozen states on your watch. You're being hunted down." I inform.

He sucked his teeth. "All because I killed a nigga.....Ian even mean to. I was mad as fuck."

"Why were you mad?" I ask innocently.

He first silent, then began to talk. "Ok so I think you should cut my hair here." He said pointing to a part of his hair.

"You should dye dark red. Or maroon. Because you don't wanna stand out and look different too much, nor the fit in."

He sighed, and unsurely shrugged. "I,. Guess."

I got hair scissors, and he stared at the scissors with a death glare. "I don't wanna do this anymore."

"Too bad."

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Mateo groaned. "My hair cut looks okay but I don't feel like dying it anymore."

I sucked my teeth. "I like it. Maroon looks good on everyone."

"No."

"Yes."

I'm now blowing his hair, and it's dyed and everything. We're just drying it.

He rolled his eyes.

"Stop being ungrateful." I pout.

"How am I being ungrateful? I'm being honest."

"You said your humble."

"I am. But your my girl. You like my bestfriend. I treat everyone I know less respectfully. But, I'll be nicer to you." He pecked my lips.

I grinned. "Okay."

I later finished, and he was on his phone.

He then threw his phone the floor.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I scrunch my face.

He began stepping on the phone as hard as he could, with his black tims. He later picked it up, and opened the backing, and pulled out a little green object from the phone.

He tossed his phone somewhere, and threw the green thing on the floor, crushing it with his stomp.

"What the fuck did you just do?!"

"There was somehow a tracker in my phone. The only way to get out was to break it.....I stomped on it because I'm just being extra." He shrugged.

He took my hand, and we began walking away. We walked out of the building, and went back into his car.

He began to drive, and I ended up dozing off.

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I was awakened to someone poking my nose. I look to see Mateo. "We here."

I look around, and we're at the airport.

He puts on a mask and glasses, and gets out the car while I do the same.

We went through the metal detectors, and the plane leaves in thirty minutes. We just got on the plane, found seats, and sat down. People were already loading in. Since I was sitting at the window, I looked outside. I then looked at him. "Where are we going?"

"Brazil."

I pout.

He looked at me as if I were dumb. "Fuck you mad for."

I shake my head. "Nothing."

"Yea ok."

He pulled out his phone, and I continued looking out the window.

I decided to turn on the seat tv, and I take off my shoes getting comfy.

I eyed Teo, and he was rapidly typing.

I quietly lean over, and I peered at the conversation, he was having with someone on dm.

A.babes_: ur cute 😍
Shmateo_: no.
A.babes_: yea u r ..
Shmateo_: no .
A.babes_: where do u live ? 💖
Shmateo_: can't answer that
A.babes_: y ?
Shmateo_: I don't live anywhere .
A.babes_: u gotta gf ?
Shmateo_: ye .
A.babes_: who? ☺️
Shmateo_: a girl . a pretty 1 .
A.babes_: u don't think I'm pretty ?
Shmateo_: ye .
A.babes_: do u think ur girl is pretty ?
Shmateo_:..that's why I said she pretty earlier.
A.babes_: put a red heart if u think I'm pretty.
Shmateo_: ion like u like that buht ur hot thou .
A.babes_: so put a red heart .
Shmateo_: y r u thirsty ¿

Mateo looked at me. I crossed my arms, and leaned back on the window.

He stared at me. "What's wrong witchu? You Gucci?"

"You fucking called a girl hot behind my back." I spat.

"I just said she's hot." He shrugged.

"You don't say that to another girl when your in a fucking relationship."

"Oh. I never knew that."

I raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"Where I'm from, nobody gives a fuck. Because yo girlfriend is yo girlfriend, and another bitch won't take the nigga. If she try, yo girl and the bitch gone fight."

I sigh. "Don't fall girls that anymore."

I shrugged, putting his phone away. "Okay."

I feel like he's lying.