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chapter three

r o b y n

i curled the last piece of my hair before turning off my curling iron, putting it back up.

"robyn! somebody is here for you!" i heard my mother yell from downstairs making eyes widen, remembering the text from last night.

i groaned grabbed my plain black book sack and slowly went downstairs only to see kentrell conversating with my mother.

"there she goes!" my mother clapped her hands making kentrell look over at me with a small smirk plastered on his face.

"why you didn't tell me you had friends." she slapped my arm as i gripped my book sack tightly.

"it's a shame she didn't tell you about us being best friends." kentrell continued to smirk shaking his head at me.

i opened my mouth to say something but kentrell sent me a quick glare while my mama wasn't looking.

"well we should get goin' before we be late." kentrell told my mama as he grabbed my hand leading me to the front door, opening it.

"alright bye kentrell." my mother said before winking her eye at me and wiggled her eyebrows.

i rolled my eyes at her and closed the front door. i quickly snatched my hand away from his making him chuckle at my action.

"get in." he mumbled walking around his white hellcat charger, getting in himself.

i looked at my reflection through his dark tinted windows to see my hair was already frizzing up. i let out a sigh before opening the door getting in.

kentrell gave me a quick glance before starting up the car driving out the drive way, almost making me hit my head.

"how'd you get my number?" i asked quietly as music played lowly in the background.

"i have connections." he shrugged making me look at him weirdly.

i looked out the window to see he had missed a turn and was now speeding down the highway.

"kentrell, where are you going?" i asked trying not to have a panic attack.

"my house, so chill out." he said as if i was really going to calm down.

he was probably trying to kill me or better yet rape me. i groaned lowly as i gripped on my seat belt, i should've known this was a set up.

"we're supposed to be at school, we're going to get in trouble." i tried one more time before i went with my plan.

"ok and?" he shrugged as he continued driving over the speed limit.

"so what if we get in trouble." he said giving me a quick glance as i held onto the door handle, "and you betta' not cry, neither."

"fuck it." i mumbled pulling the door handle so the door could open getting ready to jump out.

i wasn't just going to let him kill me that easily, a bitch just turned eighteen the other day.

i changed robyn's character,
please don't comment her
@ or i will go tf off on you🙃

date a lying ass nigga or
a cheating ass nigga?

is it more comfortable to
sleep on your back or on
your side?

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