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"Yo, who blowing up your phone?" Razi shouted obnoxiously, watching my phone continuously vibrate on the coffee table.
"No one." Waving him off I focused my attention back on the PowerPoint displayed across my MacBook.
"Aight Sage." He eyed me curiously before dismissing the conversation completely and tuning into his phone.
It was hitting close to 4 PM and the cafe was beginning to overflow from an influx of students needing coffee. The sun was out, but a chill had hit Atlanta late last night leaving everyone to throw on their favorite pullovers.
"What chapter are you on?" I asked noticing he had been scrolling on his phone for a while now.
The plan was to meet at the Starbucks on campus to study for an upcoming Bio test and so far I had managed to read 8 out of the 12 assigned chapters.
"Imma keep it a band, I'm over here bullshitting sis." He chuckled sliding his phone into his pocket.
"You're annoying, what was the purpose of coming if you weren't going to study." I scolded him, pushing my falling frames up in the process.
"I can't spend some time with my favorite girl." He laughed, a boyish grin beginning to spread across his face.
"What do you want?" I closed my laptop ready for the bullshit that was about to pour out of his mouth.
"Damn, why I gotta want something?" He held his chest in fake astonishment.
"Because any other time you claim I'm mad annoying, now you want to be all in my face Now like I said, what do you want fakeness?"
"Aight so boom, I met this bad ass broad at Lenox a few weeks back and we been kicking it and shit, flirting and whatnot, but she bullshitting Sa."
"Go on." I took a sip from my Java Chip Latte, the rich flavor soothing my body almost instantly.
"So I convinced her to go out with me, but she says it has to be a group date."
"Well I mean I don't blame her, I wouldn't want to be alone with your dog ass either." My lip instantly turned up as I looked him over.
Lord knows I loved Razi, but he was a complete dog that only longed for one thing, a nut. He didn't believe in relationships and for as long as I could remember the only things that kept his attention longer than a second were food, basketball and money.
"Stop trying to play me." He smacked his lips.
"Can I really play you if it's true?"
"I'm a gentleman." I scoffed at his bold face lie.
"God is going to strike you right where you stand, let me move now."
"Chill out, it ain't like I feed lies, all the females I deal with know exactly what they're getting into." He shrugged, taking a sip from his lemonade. Only Raz would come to Starbucks with a frozen lemonade from Chic-Fil-A.
