mackaroni
idk wat happened mandla,,, i
truly don't
mandlaya
kz...
mandlaya
gurl,,,,,,
mandlaya
u have to MAKE him miss u and
want to be w u all the time again
mandlaya
and i have the PERFECT idea
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Mackenzie confusedly picks up one of the boots, one eyebrow raising while her phone's wedged between her cheek and collarbone, "Mandla... what are theseeee?"
"They are ONLY the best designer high top boots known to man okkurrt! Thank goodness for my designer mom..."
"Why did you send them?"
"Only for you to wear, duh."
"I can't wear these to school... I have uniform."
"Oh, man. Well... where does Johnny like to go?"
Mackenzie places the shoe down, eyebrows furrowing in thought, "The mall, I believe."
"He likes to... hang out at..... the mall?"
"Yeah! But I don't think he wants to be there, he's just always there with his friends."
"Welp... ask one of your friends to take you and make sure to kiss him or something like that, it'll leave him wanting more- trust me."
"I don't like the sound of that, and I don't want my first actual kiss to be like this."
"You'll be fine, Kenz. You're good looking, and- erm nice."
"Thank you."
"Anywhoo, I left an outfit in there for you too, cause I know all of your clothes look like you're going to see God almighty."
Mackenzie chuckles, pulling out the short skirt along with a long-sleeved cropped top, "Ooo, this is cute."
"I know."
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"I'm so glad we're finally hanging out together!" squeals an overly excited Dylan, "Will Johnny be there?!"
"I can't say, we're not really... friends anymore." Mackenzie picks at the edge of her skirt, hoping this scheme Mandla came up with will work on Johnny.
"Aw... sad. Oh well!"
Dylan parks in a stall, immediately getting out and waiting behind her car for Mackenzie to get out.
Mackenzie is moving awfully slow, though, crossing her left leg over her right and stumbling out of the front seat to avoid her panties being shown, not that anyone was looking.
She successfully hops out, pulling her top down a tad in the back, throwing her small purse over her shoulder.
Dylan hums, intrigued, "You look great, Kenz..."
Mackenzie giggles, "Thank you."
"Alright..." Dylan begins, linking her arms with Mackenzie's, "Let's go!"
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family is not good rn, so srry for the lack of updating :(
ily
