RUTHLESS || XXXTENTACION STORY ||

08

KIITANA

The rest of the evening at the frat party, Jahseh and I had gotten to know each other. We've ended up ditching the party to take a long walk around campus, taking up as much time necessary before we've departed.

I've learned that he was overall an incredible person, and that all he needed was someone to actually take the time out to see the world through his perspective. And knowing the things that I know now about him, it just made me feel a little attached to him because he reminds me so much like myself.

He had led me back to my dorm safe and sound, giving me another kiss to the cheek and a brief hug before exchanging numbers and him leaving with a grin.

I really do hope we stay around each other for as long as we can, and not let the smallest controversy ruin what we have going on as a friendship. But I rather not think about all the possibilities of that happening any time soon.

As of right now, I'm at the library studying for my first test in my history course, but I couldn't really focus since X was shooting messages left and right.

He's something else.

Jahseh: kitty tell me why these niggas be hating on me

Me: I don't know? But you shouldn't be worried about them anyways, you're on probation.

Jahseh: thats probably why they messin' with me

Jahseh: they know a nigga cant knock them in they shit

Me: You're so crazy.

Jahseh: u gotta deal with it

Me: Not really.

Jahseh: oh so u too good for me or some shit??

Me: You said it, not me.

Jahseh: bet

Me: What's that supposed to mean?

Jahseh: u will find out

Jahseh: where u at?

Me: At the library, why?

"Is this seat taken?"

I had looked up from my phone to see a familiar face in front of me, shaking my head a little to allow him to take a seat.

It was a boy from my college algebra class, and he seem to be passing through casually, since he doesn't have a book or materials to be working on. Which leads me to wonder as to why he wants to sit with me. As I went back to check to see if X had answered me, the guy had spoken up.

"Hey, Kiitana, is it?"

I nodded, "Yeah, that's me. Do you need something?"

"I was actually wondering why a pretty girl like you is sitting all alone." He told me smoothly, flashing his teeth as if he was trying to charm me.

He was a good looking guy, I have to admit; well built, perfect smile and a face to die for. I normally don't like facial hair on guys-- depending on their look-- but he was pulling it off well.