As me and Rico got out the car everybody looked at us. He handed me my book bag and grabbed my hand as we walked through the school parking lot.
"So what's ya first class bae?" he said as we walked down the hall.
"Geometry." I said.
"Aw fareal!? That's my first class too." he said grinning.
"Whaaat!? How come I never saw you?" I asked.
"Because you never looked around. All you did was sit in your seat and take notes. A nigga was kinda scared to talk to you, but when I saw you on the elevator, I took that as my chance." he said smiling causing me to blush.
"You better stop making me blush." I said walking towards my locker.
"And if don't." he asked leaning against my locker so I couldn't open it.
"Rico come on move." I whined.
"I'll move if you say this."
"Say what?" I asked confused.
"Rico you the king papi, and you beat IT up so good." he said. I busted out laughing in his face.
"You ain't even hit IT to beat it up good. Now nigga move." I said pushing him out the way. I opened my locker and grabbed my art pencils and sketch book.
"I didn't know you draw?" he said taking my sketch book and looking at it before I could stop him.
"Please don't look ! And your looking." I said sighing turning away from him. I was so embarrassed. I had a lot of drawings in there, happy ones, freaky ones, sad ones. A lot of sad ones. I felt him wrap his arms around my waist and kiss my neck.
"Your beautiful ma. In each and everyday." he said. I just smiled and blushed. Only person who told me I was beautiful was my dad. Speaking of him, I think Ima call him today.
"Thanks baby." I said turning around and pecking his lips. The bell rung signaling we have five minutes to go to class.
"Ight baby come on." I said grabbing his hand.
"Naw, let's be late." be said dragging me out the school heading towards his car.
"Rico where the hell are we going?" I asked.
"Long Island." he said smiling.
I know damn well this nigga did not just say Long Island!! He must outta his gah damn mind!!
Sorry for the late updates. On Friday - Sunday he expecting late updates.
But tell me how you feel about this chapter. Sorry if it sucks, I couldn't focus at all!! -____- lol
Vote, comment and all that good stuff.
Much love ♥♥
YOU ARE READING
Yes, I am Phat. (Urban)
Teen FictionRia has always been a lil plumb if you may say. But when she moves to New York, all her insecurities fly out the window, and her life changes. Completely. Not Edited, All Rights Reserved. Do Not Steal My Shit.