Jamirah Tillman
My pencil tapped against the desk in anticipation as I watched his tall figure walk down the aisle. Today he was dressed in a Nike jogging suit with a jean jacket over his hoodie and Timbs on his feet. His durag was tied to the side and his eyes were red and low.
I watched him tap the girl that was sitting in front of him and she turned around with a flirty smile on her face while he blankly stared back. "Yo, you got a piece of paper and pencil I can use?" He asks her.
The girl handed both items over to him and he glanced over at me so I pretended to be looking elsewhere.
Class was over faster than usual and just as I was leaving out the class the teacher called me back in. Sierre stood at her desk with a look of annoyance as his head was slightly tilted to the side and his tongue poked at the side of his mouth.
"I don't need her to tutor me. I'm good on that." He says while staring me down and even though it was intimidating, I didn't look away from him.
"Okay? That's perfectly fine." I said while staring him in his eyes and he sucked his teeth before looking away from me and at the teacher.
She was staring between the both of us with a look of amusement before she nodded her head and smiled.
"Jamirah is one of the smartest students I have. She's made nothing less than 90 percent on every test so she's gonna tutor you." She looks away from Sierre then to me, "I'll give you 50 bonus points if you do this favor for me. He's a good kid.. just doesn't take the time out to take notes and actually study."
"Yo why you telling my business, Harper?" Sierre says playfully and she laughed before shooing him off. "This will do you good. Just watch." She assured.
I could feel my phone vibrating from my jacket pocket so I pulled it out to see Melody and Kenya blowing up the group chat.
Just as I was about to text back Sierres shoulder connected with mine and I almost dropped my phone. My face immediately changed into a mean mug as I walked to catch up with him.
"You can't say excuse me?" I said with an attitude and he looked over at me before rolling his eyes, "I ain see yo lil ass standing there. My fault tho." He said. His shoulder brushed against mine and his enticing scent filled my nose. I really love how this nigga smells.
"You going somewhere?" I asked and he didn't say anything right away so it was silent between us for a while.
"Why you wanna know?" He asks and I shrugged, "We could go to the library and study right quick." I suggested.
"Na I'm good. I'd rather fail than deal with yo fucked up ass attitude. You really can move around with that shit." He says and my face frowned up. I didn't know why I been so tender lately, or why my lil feelings even got hurt off that.
"Okay..." I mumbled and he glanced at me briefly before walking off.
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"Let me know if you need anything else." The man says as I took my tray of food and went to sit in the booth. My books were already opened up and laid out as I had been studying for this test.
