Chapter 4.

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Lo.

"Alright imma catch you later nigga." I said to Kyle as I grabbed my books out of my locker, closing it tightly.

It was Monday, and everybody knows I hate Mondays. And on top of that, it was snowing, making me depressed and shit. I shook my head as I dapped Kyle up, soon heading for my second period.

As usual, I walked in the class and sat next to zay.

"Wassup fam." Zay said, not taking his eyes off his phone.

"Nigga you better look at me when you talking to me." I joked, as he laughed. We continued to talk considering the fact that we had a sub today so we really didn't have no work to finish.

The class was pretty loud, that is until a girl walked in with a late slip, soon handing it to the sub. I always saw her sitting across the room, just never got the chance to get to know her, or get her name.

"Aye that's my homie Justys. Justys come here." Zay exclaimed across the room, as she shot he head up, approaching a empty seat that was next to me and zay.

I had to admit, she was pretty & it's crazy how I didn't realize that any sooner.

I watched as she slowly walked over to us, greeting zay with a hug, and me with a awkward smile. I shot one back as she got comfortable into her seat.

"Justys, this is my nigga Lo, Lo this is Justys." Zay breathed out.

"Nigga I think I got a mouth for myself." I interrupted.

Justys then laughed at my remark, flashing her pink braces that fit her image. I smirked as I locked eyes with her.

"Nice to meet you, it's crazy how I haven't seen you around campus that much." I happened to get out, as nervousness slightly crowded my mind.

"Same to you, and I know that is pretty insane." She swiftly explained, our eyes still locking in with one another's.

I couldn't keep my gaze off of her, it was sorta creepy.

Zay looked between the both of us as he smirked. He already knew where my motives were with this girl. and I was willing to do whatever it takes.

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Lucas Coly.

I sighed into the phone, as I heard my girlfriend rant yet about another girl that approached me earlier today. I hated when this shit happened.

How was I supposed to control it? I can't help it if girls flock to me on a daily basis.

"Lucas. Lucas! Are you even listening to me?" She exclaimed, as I quickly snapped out of my thoughts, turning my attention back onto her.

"Uh, yeah babe I'm listening." I said lowly. She scoffed as I felt her catching yet another one of her attitudes.

"What do you want me to do? I can't stop girls, you act like I even interacted with her."

"I never said you had to stop them from doing that, but why would you talk to her when I was clearly in the middle of a conversation with you!" Her voice escalated, causing me to flinch at the sound.

"Yo, you gotta chill with allat yellin and shit." I said as I laid onto my bed. She was being too damn dramatic, this shit was getting old.

"You just don't get it lucas."

"I do."

"You don't. I don't think you ever will." She said lowly.

Here we go again.

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