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FOURTEEN

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𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖐𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖞 𝖌𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓𝖊.
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i dribbled the basketball, before shooting a three-pointer.

i was skipping class, once again, but i was alone.

i cut all contact with omar. he's been doing the same shit gazzy's doing to jah, getting on my fucking nerves.

"you really out here thinking you good at basketball. we both know you ass, my g." i looked up from dribbling the ball, and looked over.

"what yo' bitch-ass want nigga?" i looked back at my ball, rolling my eyes at omar.

"where jah ass? gazzy be lookin' for him." he sat on the bleachers, tapping his foot.

i chuckled and looked at him, before shaking my head.

"if i tell you, jah only gon' fuck up gazzy." i shrugged, gripping onto my ball.

"fuck you mean? gazzy got hands." omar growled, and that's when i started cackling.

this bitch think he gon' fuck up jah?
jahseh onfroy. lil' baby probably kill him.

"nothing's fucking funny!" he screamed, his face red as fuck.

i quieted down, still chuckling.

"gazzy's was trying to kill himself, because of jah!" he balled up his fists, growling.

damn, that's serious.

"he must miss him." i mumbled, looking down.

"please stoke, you gotta help me." omar pleaded, his eyes tearing up.

i sighed and rubbed my face.

"ight man, we gon' talk to jah." i nodded, dropping my ball.

"we?" he looked at me confused, and i kissed my teeth.

"we nigga." i pointed at us both, and he smiled a lil.

we walked out the gym, walking down the hallway, looking for the classroom we were supposed to be in.

we finally walked in, and we had a substitute.

a old man, who was sleeping at the teacher's desk.

jah was in the back, listening to some music on his phone.

apparently, gazzy's in class as well. he's sitting three seats down from jah.

we walked up to gazzy and i tapped on his arm.

he looked up and nigga he looked like a sad puppy. a sight i didn't want to see.

"come on, mí amor." omar kissed gazzy's head, and helped him up.

i ain't gonna lie, these two were a cute ass couple.

we all walked towards jah's desk, and gazzy kept consisting that we should go back to his seat.

jah was busy doing work the teacher gave out, he the only student i know that cares about his work.

"jah?" i rubbed his back, seeing a smile creep against his face.

he looked up, and his face darkened immediately.

he looked at me, then back at omar and gazzy.

he suddenly started packing his shit, getting ready to go.

"stay." i demanded, my voice was stern and demanding.

he groaned and sat back, folding his arms against his chest.

gazzy set across from him, his face still drooped. he really looks sad.

"h-hi jah." gazzy stuttered, and jah snarled.

"we should give them some space." i mummered and omar nodded slowly.

we walked to gazzy seat, and i pulled a chair up to his desk, before plopping down.

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𝖏𝖆𝖍𝖘𝖊𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖞.
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"jah, you don't know how sorry i am." gazzy mumbled, biting his nails.

i rolled my eyes, pulling his hand out his mouth by his wrist.

he needs a manicure or some shit.

"i know what i did was fucked up. i don't even care if we're not friends, just forgive me." he pleaded, scratching his hands.

i do feel bad for him. he seems so sad and uncomfortable.

"what you did was hella fucked up." i shook my head, rubbing my face.

he nodded, biting his lip.

"i ain't gon' fuck with you like that no moe'." i shrugged, stuffing my hands in my hoodie pockets.

he nodded his head rapidly, wiping his eyes.

"but ion' hold grudges. honestly, i'm over it." i mumbled, and he started cheesing.

i really did miss his annoying ass.

"so, you do forgive me?" he looked at me with big eyes.

i nodded, ruffling his hair.

"i want you to come over later, cuz i gotta fix you up." i said, smiling.

he nodded and cheesed.

"i missed you jah." he rubbed the back of his neck, smiling.

"i missed you too, goofy." i pushed his shoulder, making him giggle.

"now go back over there and do yo' work." i pointed at his seat and he rolled his eyes.

"fuck school." he whined, and i laughed.

"you the main person that needs to stay in school." i laughed and he groaned.

he rolled his eyes and got up, walking to his seat.

i went back to doing my work, when my phone buzzed.

babyface bitch🤕💘 : aw my bby has heart

: lmao try again

i set my phone down, rolling my eyes playfully and going back to work.

-tell me why my best friend cussed me out for facetiming other people , the whole time i was like "are you lil mad or big mad hun?"