Zion Kuwonu

Chapter Two

"I'm Zion." He says. His beautiful voice, oh my lord.

"I know. I mean, I'm Sammy. Samantha. Sam. Whatever you wanna call me. I don't really care. I'm sorry. I talk too much." I can feel my face getting red.

He laughs, and I can hear my heart sizzle because of how soft he is.

"Well nice to meet you." He says

"Uh. Yeah, you too."

I turn to Veronica, who's giving me a thumbs up. I smile.

The teacher actually starts class now.

"Ok. So welcome to Science."

The class continued on, and all I can do is try and not embarrass myself even more in front of Zion. Especially in science class. I love science.

Later in the session, Zion turns to me and asks, "Hey, do you happen to have any weed?"

"What?"

"Or, just anyone who has any?"

"Um, no."

"Oh. Ok."

What the actual fuck. I had no idea he smokes weed. I'm so dumb, he's known as the bad boy. Obviously he does.

"Hey, um, teacher? Can I use the bathroom?"

"Take the pass with you."

"Alright." He gets up and walks out the door with his pass.

Zion's P.O.V

I walk out the door of the class and head to the boys bathroom. I walk in and see a couple of my other friends there.

"Aye, wassup?" I dap them.

"Nothing much. You?"

"Nothing. But you got it?"

"Yeah."

My friend passes me the weed and I roll, and light it up. I take a hit. Exhale. By the time I left the whole bathroom smelled like weed, and so did I. Well shit. First day of school and imma get caught. Fuck it. I walk back to class and pull out my phone on the way. I open Snapchat because this lighting is fucking fire. I take a selfie and post it on my story, with the caption: whats up fuckers. From the vine. I laugh to myself. I'm so funny.

I walk into the classroom and I can tell a couple people already noticed the smell of weed following me. I sit down, and smile at the girl I sit next to. To be honest, she kinda cute. But if imma do something with her, I'll probably just smash, and leave. I think her name's like Sarah, Sierra, Samantha, or something like that. I think she likes me though, I caught her staring at me earlier.

"Sorry if I smell like weed." I turned to her. She was just staring at me. What the hell. "Hello?"

"Oh, right. Um, sorry. It's alright."

"Ok."

She kept staring at me. To make her melt, I looked at her lips, then her eyes, and back at her lips. I smirked at her and I saw her face get red. Yup she likes me. I smiled to myself. Time to play my games. I scoot closer to her. I see her grab her phone and she goes to text someone. 

I'm always lurking. She texts her best friend Veronica: 'This Bitch. Omfg. Fuck. HelP ME. HE IS BREATHING ON ME I CAN SMELL THE FUCKING WEED SHIIIITTTT WHY DO I LIKE HIMM SKDKDK ok but tbh him smoking is actuALLY HOT FUCK MY EMOTIONS HOLD ME BEFORE I MAKE OUT W THIS BOI WHOS PLAYING W MY HEART JDJDJ WHY DO I HAVE A CRUSH ON HIM FUUUUUCK' I smile to myself once again, I love playing with girls' feelings.

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