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•Sean•
"You can come stay with me if need be we have an extra space for you" Malek spoke.
I looked from behind my shades as we sat in the school cafeteria "No I'm okay my mom kicked him out until further notice"
He chuckled from what I had said, "Good cause he ain't shit for what he did, but you not right fighting him tho"
Nigga what?
"What you mean he put his hands on me first I refuse for him to be able to run over me I'm a grown ass man" I responded
"Mmh Whatever you say Sean" Malek spoke taking a sip of his milk.
I rolls my eyes feeling myself get heated remembering me and my sperm donors fight.
"Hey Sean...hold on why you got these shades on" Liyah said as she approached the table
"Long story short me and my father fought and I whooped his ass and he got a good hit on my eye" I responded
"Damn wh"
"I don't want to talk about it no more I'll only get more upset over the situation"
She put her hands up in defense "I'm sorry just tell me whenever you ready then love I understand"
I nodded my head "So what you guys wearing to prom" Malek questioned.
I shrugged my shoulder "I don't know yet too much has been going on with me and plus I don't know who I'm going with"
Liyah gasped "Boy your going with me our colors are burgundy and gold"
I totally forgot about us going together....
"Well tomorrow I'll go pick out my outfit since prom isn't far away at all now y'all want to come" I questioned hoping they'd say yes.
"I have to work"
"I can't come I'm helping my grandma with her strands this weekend so I'm all booked"
I groaned knowing that my two friends wouldn't be able to help me find some shit.
"Mmh I guess it will be just me and my mom which is no problem at all ya know" I said while grabbing ahold of my fork to eat my salad.
"What about asking Rasheed since I see y'all on good terms again judging by his Snapchat video picture the other day" Liyah spoke catching me off guard.
