Chapter 3: New boy

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Jae POV: 

Its that time of the year where your knowledge is tested and where the teachers figure out who was slacking and who was paying attention. Its Exam season and even though I know that I know shit I feel as if I'll forget all that shit I know. I shouldn't be stressing but I can't help it, its normal for me to stress before exams but no one knows that I worry, they all think that I'm a loud and joyful Jae who worries about nothing. But I have my fears and problems like everyone else but I can never bring myself to actually tell people about my worries because I'm supposed to be loud and joyful Jae. 

QueenJaejae: Hey it's me again, that's right you've guessed it it's exam season. I'm scared Kookie, I'm scared that I'll forget it all, I'm scared that I haven't done enough and I'm scared that I'll fail and you know about how I feel about failing. You'd probably say something cheesy like 'don't worry Jae you're smart and I believe in you' then you'd pat my head and I'd slap your forehead then you'd moan like the big pussy that you are. 

QueenJaejae: It's always nice talking to you, I feel much better now... I wish you were here though. 

I lie in my bed and begin to scroll down and read all of our old text messages. Its been 4 years since we've had a proper conversation, after he left we would text each other and promised to send letters to each other. He used to send me these cute little toys with his letters, I've kept them all but then he stopped texting, he stopped sending letters and we lost every form of contact we had. 

"For fucks sake Jae you can't honestly still be sleeping" Bambam walks into my room without knocking, I quickly hide my phone under the covers and sit up straight on my bed. 

"Dude what the fuck? Knock before you enter I could've been butt naked" I scold him making him roll his eyes at me as usual. 

"But you not though" he responds. 

"That's not the point you fucking noodle" I slap my forehead, why are boys so complicated? 

"Who was you texting?" He changes the subject and begins winking at me. 

"No one" I bluntly say causing him to strut towards my bed forcing me to get up and begin to back away from him. 

"Come on Jae you texting a boy? You hoeing?" He winks at me as he continues to slowly walk towards me. 

"No I'm not hoeing, who do I look like Jackson?" I comment making him scoff at me. But I'm not lying Jackson is the biggest fuckboy I have ever met, he goes around and all the girls he is with know that he has 10 other bitches but guess what? They still open their goddamn legs. 

"Well you're black and his asian there is no resemblance... wait you texting Jackson?" He jumps to conclusions as if he was a girl. 

"Bambino fucking leave before I introduce your throat to my foot" I threaten him making him grab onto his neck and run outta of my room like the pussy that he is. Why is it every guy that I'm close to is a pussy? Now that he is gone I can get changed before my Mama brings her belt. I open my wardrobe and look through my clothes, I need new clothes actually I need to start doing laundry. I pick a pair of black ripped jeans and put them on before hopping into Bambam's room and stealing his white silk shirt. Where the fuck does he buy his clothes? 

"Jae I'm leaving without you!" Bambam shouts from downstairs, thank God because if he saw me in his shirt he'd make me change. 

"Aite don't get hit by a bus!" I shout back down. 

"Please get hit by a bus!" He shouts back and I roll my eyes at his dumbass comment. I quickly put on my vans and let my braids fall down before rushing down the stairs where my mother stood with her hands on her waist. 

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