" You're eyes are so tired Aug.." I say while looking up at his face, his beautiful exhausted face. He's going through so much in such little time. Sometimes i feel like i'm losing him.. Most times i think it's consumed him. But my baby's a fighter...
" GET UP KAI, we have early classes today sweet cheeks and i am not going to be late for you" i hear my roommate Ciara say, she starts to pull my covers from off of me. I groan, she's always way too hype in the morning . I slowly crack my eyes open to see her prancing around the room to Age Ain't Nothing But A Number by Aaliyah.
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"Ciara, it is literally 7 in the morning. Where do you find the energy at girl?" i laughed while making my way to the bathroom.
"It's all about happiness boo, Hakuna Matata" She says while rocking to the beat. I roll my eyes at her silliness.
It's late in the second semester of my junior year in college, i'm currently taking my last two B-group courses of the year for my Psychology major that i'm working on. Me and Ciara have been roommates since we first arrived at UCLA , i guess you could say that she's my best friend.
"KAIANA NICOLE PRATT! WE ARE ALMOST LATE GIRL, HURRY UP, AIN'T NOBODY TO GET CUTE FOR!" I hear Ciara yell as i put my hair up into a sloppy bun.
"i'm coming! sheesh." I walk out the bathroom and gather my things.
"Are you ready?" She asked while heading towards the door.
"yes." I slightly roll my eyes. I hate being rushed.
"great, let's get going good lookin' " She opened the door for me and smacked my butt along the way. Ciara is a lesbian, and no, we have never done anything before. She respects my sexuality just like i respect hers, but she wouldn't be herself if she didn't mess with me every once and a while just to get on my nerves.
"hands to yourself, Jones" i squint my eyes at her. she just laughs and puts her arm around my shoulders.
"Today's gonna be a good day boo, i feel it"
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"Alright, i'm not gonna give y'all that quiz that i was telling you about, just copy these notes off the board and study for the rest of class. i'm really not feeling the whole teaching thing today." Mr. Wyatt says as he goes to sit at his desk. This has got to be my easiest class, my favorite too. Mr. Wyatt doesn't trip, that's really all students ask for.
I was copying down my notes, vibing to the music coming out of my headphones when i felt a tap on my shoulder. It was from Angelica, we help each other out when this class gets tough, and we have casual conversations from time to time. I look back at her, she motions me to look towards the door.
