Book #3
Sometimes meting new people can have an amazing outcome. Sometimes meeting new people can bring a traumatic toll on your life. Can one person change your life for good or will it just be temporary?
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1 week later Sunday night, 9:10 p.m.
Despite the fact that I had a few classes with Lance these past week been beyond Gucci. Me and new little friend Damon hit it off pretty quick.
"You know you would actually understand this stuff if you pay attention in class." I said while throwing my pencil at Damon. He had been over here almost everyday this weekend and he had been here all day as well.
"This shit complicated, why the fuck is it so many numbers if we only gone use like three of them hoes? It's dumb as hell mane." Lance said while rubbing his waves.
"Can you at least try? Please?" I asked while sitting Indian style on the edge of my bed.
"Can you help me better than what you've been doing?"
"Bring ya ass over here." He licked his lips then got off my couch then came over and laid at the top of the bed.
"You know, you kinda mean."
"Only to members of your family whose name is Lance."
"What happened with y'all?"
"Do this problem first then I'll start pouring the tea." He groaned and I winked at him then he started working on the problem. I sat there watching him and so far he was good. I think he knows how to do this but he's just lazy as hell.
"Pause, What you supposed to do with the six after you just divided it?"
"You square it right?"
"Yeah."
"So really the shit is back to thirty-six?"
"Yes."
"Is it always like that?" He asked like he was really confused.
"No."
"This is stupid."
"Have you ever considered the fact that maybe you're stupid?"
