Mute (Normani/You G!P)

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Few more months until graduation. Just a few more months and I'm through with this hellhole. Away from fuckboys and self disrespecting sluts. Away from boring ninety minute classes and bad lunches. Away from everything.

I've always been on top of my classes; getting work done on time, though my attendance was the opposite. My grades hardly slipped. I was captain of the track team, but I let a freshmen take that spot since I sprained my ankle only a month into the season.

Now that the season's over, all I care about right now is prom in three weeks. I've been asked a few times, but they were all either fuckboys or them girls that swear up and down they were boys. That's unattractive to me, since they don't claim to be transsexual.

I'm looking for a gentleman or gentlewoman. One that'll make sure I'm comfortable with things before they do something. One that'll be on time, no punctual, though. I want them to let me know that they're gonna be late so I wouldn't be sitting in my room waiting forever.

I don't settle for less because that's not an option. As my dad said, "You're a goddess and you deserve someone that'll treat you as such." I know I'm young, but when I'm in a relationship, I need to know if you're serious. I ain't got time for games. I wanna see if you have a plan for the future, and if you want one with me.

My lover doesn't need to be rich or anything. I don't need a Midas in my life. I'm not materialistic, I look for heart. That's hard to find nowadays. I'm glad my friends found their somebody's. There's five of us, me, Lauren, Dinah, Camila, and Ally . Dinah and Lauren got together junior year. Ally and Camila has been dating since Camila was a freshmen and Ally was a sophomore.

Ally comes and surprises her girlfriend ever so often when we sit in the courtyard for lunch. She brings all of us food and that's why she my main bitch.

At the moment, we're all sitting in the courtyard, talking about prom.

"Babe, I wanna do hot pink and black. That'll be so cute!" Camila gushes while her head is on Ally's lap. She smiles at the Cuban and nods, "Yeah, that would be cute."

Camila plays with her girlfriend's hand, looking up at her, "Dress or pantsuit?" Ally thinks for a little, "I'mma wear the pantsuit since you wore it to mine while I wore the dress."

Mila nods and kisses her knuckles. I take a bite of my chicken sandwich as I look at Laurinah. "What about y'all?" I say after swallowing my food. Dinah looks at Lauren before saying, "I was thinking white and gold?" Lauren nods, "Yeah, definitely. What about you, Mani?"

Dinah slaps her arm, "She doesn't even have a date yet!" I roll my eyes, "I don't need one. I'll take myself." Camila raises her fist up, "Preach, bih!" Ally pops her mouth, "What? I didn't say the whole word!"

I laugh at their encounter and take the last bite of my sandwich. "I was going for black, white, and burgundy. I like how they look." Dinah nods, "Hell yeah. My bish gonna put those other hoes to shame! Ayee!!" She gets up and starts twerking while Lauren smacks her ass and we all whoop and holler while laughing. These nuts.

After lunch, we went to our last period of the day. I shared World History II with Lauren and Camila. Since we were seniors and we were done with our standardized tests, we just chilled. We were all talking and laughing when Lauren's phone dings.

"Dinah?" I ask. She shakes her head, "No, my mom just told me my cousin is moving in with us. Saying she'll be enrolled here." I roll my eyes, "Now, I gotta deal with two Jaureguis." Camila laughs as Lauren glares at me.

"She's on my mom's side, so she's a Morgado." I nod as she looks down at her phone. Camila and I decided to draw a picture together on the board since Lauren was on Instagram. Camila put in her headphones then we got started.

When the bell rung, we took a look at our drawing.

It was a bunch of sketchy, multicolored lines making some weird shape that somewhat resembled some sort of treehouse.

"What the hell is that?" Lauren asks, pointing towards our abstract drawing. I shrug as Camila took her earbuds out, "I just went with it. Let my hands do whatever."

"Ah, makes sense. Well, let's go." We got our stuff and headed out. When we got to the parking lot, the girls were already at their cars. Ally was leaning against hers on her phone.

They met up with their girlfriends and I unlocked my car door. "Hey, Mani, we're going to Lauren's house. You comin'?" Dinah calls out.

"Yeah. I gotta drop my stuff off at home first."

"Okay, see ya later, my bish!"

"A'ight, my caramel hoe!"

Laurinah got into Lauren's Jeep while Camally got into Ally's Durango. I started up my 2014 Camero and pulled out of the school parking lot.

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We all sat in Lauren's room, reminiscing about elementary school and all the crazy, embarrassing shit that happened.

"Oh my God, when Camila tried to impress that fourth grader in second grade my flipping off of the monkey bars and she fell on her ass?!"

We all laugh as Camila pouts, "Hey, I had three splinters and I had to go to the hospital to get them out. So, screw you guys!" Ally wraps her arms around her and grabbed her face playfully, "Awh, babe, it's OK. Remember when I froze during the talent show and started singing the Dora the Explorer theme song?"

We all lost our shit at that. Man, our primary years were the best. Now, we're seniors, minus Ally, about to graduate high school. Like, what the hell?

Our laughter was cut short when the doorbell rings. Lauren gets up, leaving out. We continue to talk, but about things in middle school. Not long after, Lauren comes back.

"Hey, guys. I want y'all to meet my cousin, Y/N."

I look up and my jaw nearly dropped.

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NORMANI'S BAAAEEE