Five. More. Minutes. And I can go home, but it's takin hella long and chris keeps following me around like a stray dog while I pick up things off the ground and put things back where they belong
"You and that guy still talking?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Just wondering" he shrugged "you got a ride home?"
"Yessir" I walk to the back and get ready to finally go home. I feel like I've been here for two years and I'm tired and my back hurts and my phone's almost dead
"You wanna hang tomorrow? We can maybe go to the movies or take a walk in the park?"
What kind of w-
"Just as friends, that is"
"I got work tomorrow" I force a pouty face
"Oh. Maybe some other time then" he walks off. Thank god. I like chris..to an extent, like he's a nice guy and all but damn. I take off my vest, clock out, say bye to everyone blah blah blah. As soon as I step outside my phone starts going off so I take it out of my pocket and look at the name. Stokeley
"Hello?"
"Daisy, I won't be able to pick you up tonight, BUT I got you. I told one of my friends to pick you up"
"One of your friends?"
"Yeah..you know him so it's all good"
"You just not gonna tell me who it is?"
"No, issa surprise"
"So it's like that? Okay stokeley" I sit down on the metal bench outside
"It's like that" he laughed "he said he was there"
"I don't see this person anywhere. Is it gazzy?"
"No"
"Omar?"
"I'm not tellin you"
"You ain't allowed back in my dormitory" a black car pulled into sight "Wait! Do they drive a black car?"
"No a red one"
"Oh" they park near the front and turn their car off
"SIKE. Yeah he drives a black car"
"So it's a He"
"Duh. You know I ain't got no girl friends"
"You better not have any girlfriends"
"You know what I mean" he laughed
"I don't know if this is him or not cause he just parked and-"
Trick ass: I'm here😏
I stare at the message for a hot minute. Ah nah. How could-oh my god
"Y-you got kimetrius to pick me up? Of all people?"
"What's wrong with him?"
"What's wrong-nah. I'd rather walk home. As a matter of fact, imma walk home"
"No, you're not gonna walk. Look he's going through a hard time"
"And?"
"Aaaand you're the only one who can talk to him"
"Boy he can handle his own problems. It ain't my problem" I shrug
"Please! He ain't the same ki from before"
