This bum (aka, me) just wants to show the world her talent. What great way of showing it by making a imagine of one of her favorite people. Keith Powers (aka, freckles 😘❤)
"Are you ready?" La'shae asked you as y'all both walked down your stairs.
"Yeah my stuff down stairs. Where are we going again?" You asked. La'shae just shrugged.
"Our goal is to reach Miami, Florida. If we can't reach our goal, then we're just gonna enjoy passing by different states." La'shae explained.
"So y'all didn't think this through?" You asked and she nodded. You rolled your eyes at her.
"La'shae, we live in Sacramento, California. How the fuck are we gonna drive to the other side the country? How long are we gonna be in the car? and why—"
"Damn Yn if I wanted to be lectured I would've called my mama!" She exclaimed. You just shut your mouth and sat on the arm of the couch, zoning out.
"Look, I know your cry baby ass is scared that you and Keith are gonna get into it, but I'm not gonna let it happen...and you shouldn't either. Why would he want to see you if he hated your guts?" She asked you.
"Because he's the spawn of the devil." You wanted to say to her, but didn't.
You heard a car pull up and later after that, a honk signaling that they were outside. You started to feel sick and you hated it. You hated the fact that you had to see this somewhat stranger that you're supposed to hate. You tried not to think about it so much, but the thought still lingered around your head.
"Oh girl, they here!" La'shae screamed excitedly running out the door. You just swallowed hard and walked towards the door.
As you went to grab your suitcase, your door flung open hitting you in your face.
"AH SHITT!!" You screamed in excruciating pain, your hands were quickly placed on your nose.
"Oh damn, Yn. My bad I didn't know you were behind the door!" You heard a very deep voice exclaimed. When you looked up at the man, he smiled at you. Instead of giving one back, you looked at him in confusion.
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"Can I help you sir?" You asked the man. His smile then turned into a blank expression, looking at you as if you were dumb or something.
"You still the same. Don't act like yo' ass don't remember me. Did you hit your face hard enough to loose your memory?" He asked you.
You looked at him and studied his facial features. He had almond skin, a almond shaped head, and freckles. His eyebrows was fleek to the gods, in your opinion and had a mustache and chin hair but not too much. The only boy you knew who had a almond shaped head and freckles was....
