"So Shawty, what's your name?" This nigga was walking back to class with me since he was lost.
"Cyianne." I was not in the mood I needed to vent. I was on the verge of tears.
"You iight? What's wrong Cyianne?" I looked up at him who looked really serious. Like kind of scary serious.
"Nothing, my life is completely falling a fucking part again! Just know you slack off in that class, I'll beat your ass! Fail tests on purpose and pretend you top shit, I'll beat your ass! Fail that motherfucking class..I swear to god I'll give you a funeral you'll never forget...Do I make myself fucking clear?"
He looked at me crazy and started laughing like what I just said was funny. "Your funny shawty. You real funny". This nigga is dumb as fuck.
"What did I say that was so funny?" I questioned a little lost. I just cussed his ass out. Usually they'd say yes or suck their teeth.
"Everything shawty. Every damn thing" he said finishing laughing.
"Laugh at me again. We gone have a problem." I said walking up to him & poking his chest. He wasn't even flexing & it was straight muscle. I didn't even realize him Lean down because I was so turned on.
He whispers in my ear "Haha. Let me see what you gone do". His voice was so deep it made my inner body shake. His breath encased me in a sweet spearmint aroma that was highlighted by his cologne.
"That was a warning" I turned around walking away hella fast. Shit. For once I was happy to go to class. I started running hearing his laugh & heavy ass timb stomps behind me. Every second getting closer till I felt weightless.
"Put me down. Malik." I tried to sound mad & gritted my teeth together trying to make my fake tone more realistic. I started wiggling for dear life.
"You remembered my name" he licked his thick ass lips smirking up at me. This cocky ass nigga gone make me sin my soul.
I grinned. "Yes. Because you're my grade. Now put me down lil boy" I said trying to hold in the laugh that was sitting in my chest.
He looked at me crazy & laughed almost as hard as the first time but this time he didn't say anything but okay. He gently put me down & he unlocked his phone giving it to me. "I'm gone need your number Cyianne."
I dialed a fake number in that was close to mine. "Here. Call me after school." But I had other plans tonight. I was gone go to the movies before work & that had nothing to do with him. I need to chill before the stress. I'll tutor him later. I didn't even wait for his response & ran back to my class. This time I didn't hear him follow.
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RomanceCyianne<<<<<get that name right, looks right, and everything else right if you want to even talk to me. If not, find the quickest way away from me. Not even trying to be stuck up, but if you can't get my attention why even give you mines. You better...