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If you haven't watched Black Panther and you're reading this, I AM LITERALLY ALLOWING YOU TO LEAVE.
AFER CHAPTER 5 (the next chapter) there's gonna be hella spoilers fam
Don't say I didn't warn you😅
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I woke up to find Erik staring at me.

"Fuck you doing?" He chuckles, moving away from me.

"You were taking too long to wake up." He throws clothes at me, baggy pants, a baseball jersey that said 'Stephens' at the back, and one of his hats inside.

"Now go shower. You stink." He plugs his nose to emphasize the fact that I don't exactly smell pleasant, and I roll my eyes.

"Thanks." I say sarcastically. He puts a 'W' and an 'E' on his forehead.

We were graduating today, and I wasn't exactly excited for it. Graduation meant Erik going to MIT, and Erik going to MIT meant that my entire life would change.

"Can you hurry up? I have to pick up Latifah." I roll my eyes. Erik was currently seeing this girl that I totally didn't approve of, and I think she knew it.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. It takes a while to look this good." I smirk. We both aren't getting what we want, are we, Latifah?

"For you it does." I walk out in my towel and hit him with a shampoo bottle, making him laugh. I catch him quickly scanning me up and down, but ignore it.

I then begin on my makeup, clicking my tongue when Erik decides to play with my (already styled) dreads.

"Do you want to spend even more time here?" I roll my eyes and put on my lashes. Erik dances behind me, throwing random objects of mine in the air.

I then place my hat on top of my dreads, grabbing a random shirt for Erik, who was still shirtless.

"Thanks boo." He says, stretching out the O.

"You are a literal 2 year old trapped in a 17 year old's body." He laughs yet again, throwing the shirt on. I then walk to the bathroom, finish changing and walk to the car.

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As we approached Latifah's house, I was surprised to see her sitting on the curb, playing with her braids. As soon as the car pulled up, she excitedly ran to the passenger's seat, leaning in for a kiss from Erik.

He didn't kiss her at all.

"Hi, Tazi." She says, looking at her nails.

"It's T." Erik and I say at the same time, and I blush inwardly from that.

"Anyway, hi Latifah. Excited?" She grins and starts explaining how she's ecstatic that prom and graduation were on the same day, with graduation being first, of course.

"Who's your prom date, T?" She asks, probably knowing that I have no one to go with.

"Dante aksed me, I just didn't respond. Think I should." I lie. I then play with the neon blue scar on my lip, and notice Erik watching me through the rear view mirror.

"Awww! Erik hasn't asked me, but I know you gon take me, ain't that right?"

"Prom shit isn't for me." Erik says coldly, and then pulls up to school.  As soon as the engine is dead, he walks out of the car, locks it, and angrily walks to class.

The fuck is his problem?

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I find Erik sitting with Latifah outside, and it looks like his voice is raised, he's angry. From where I'm at, I can't hear what they're saying, and kill me for eavesdropping just this once, but I just had to know.

"-You tell me that you actually are going to prom? What the fuck?" Latifah screams.

"I'm not feeling this, Latifah! All this 'you and I' shit."

"Yet you was feeling me a week ago? You don't get to do that to me Erik. We're fucking GRADUATING! We have fucking PROM afterwards!"

He stays silent.

"It's Tazi, isn't it?"

"Don't you fucking dare bring up T." Whoa.

"Nah! I'm gonna do whatever the fuck I want! When T's around you don't give a fuck about me! Do you like her instead? Is that what you're trying to tell me?"

"Just because I don't like your whiny ass anymore doesn't mean I like T!"

"Oh really-" Erik cuts her off.

"You don't know half of the shit I've been through. You don't know half of the shit she has helped me with. You don't know half of the shit that happened to both of us growing up. You were born in luxury, right? Daddy would buy you a Mercedes when you ask for a Honda. Well GUESS WHAT, GIRL? NOT EVERY-FUCKING-BODY GOT THE SAME LIFESTYLE. And for you to think that just because I'm not feeling you anymore is because of T, then maybe you're right." He chuckles at the end, but it sounds real.

I then walk away, feeling lightheaded from all the information I just heard.

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*roblox death noise*

Luh y'all stay sweggy

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