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Narrator's POV

Imani's alarm went off causing her to wake up for school, she didn't feel like going so she acted as if she was sick so her parents wouldn't tell her to go. She stayed in bed and put the sheets over her head.

Around 7:50 her mother came in her room. "Mani why you not up for school?" She asked her. Imani groaned and looked up at her mom squinting her eyes.

"I'm not feeling to well." She had lied to her mother. Rose was debating whether to believe her or not. She went with an answer

"Well ok, but your gonna be home alone. I'm going to drop liyah off, if you hungry Order something to eat and lock all the doors." She ordered her daughter. She left out and mani was glad she had fallen for it.

When she heard the front door slam she got up and went to the bathroom to do her morning routine. She brushed her teeth and took a shower.

She went downstairs and put some waffles in the toaster and cut up some strawberries for her breakfast.

She scrolled through instagram and thought of Nasir. She ringed him and he answered on the fourth ring.

"Wassup," he spoke from a sleepy voice.

"Nun, where you at?" She asked him wanting to see him because that's the only reason why she skipped school.

"Crib, you not in school?" He sat up from his bed going to the bathroom.

"Nah, I ain't feel like going. I wanna see you though." She smirked to herself knowing what the answer was already. She got him rapped around her little finger just like that.

"You want me to pull up?" Mani rolled her eyes. Can he be any slower? She thought to herself

"Duhh." He bit on his lips thinking about it.

"Aight, see you in 30 minutes." He hung up the phone and hopped into the shower while brushing his teeth in there. He made sure not to wet his hair so his waves wouldn't get messed up. After his shower he went to his bedroom and picked out some Nike shorts, his fazos and a white tank top with a gold chain on top of it.

He grabbed his keys and hopped into his Jeep. He already knew where Imani lived because he dropped her off the other night.

When Nasir hung up Imani went upstairs to fix herself up to look good for him. She put her hair into a sleek top bun and sprayed all types of perfume on herself.

Minutes later he was banging on her door. She quickly went downstairs almost missing a step. She opened the door and let him in.

He bit his lip looking at her, she was looking good as hell to him. He couldn't wait to feel what her insides felt like. He ain't want to rush her anything put a nigga got needs and she ain't even it to him.

"What you wanna do?" He licked his lips looking at her. She switched her lips to the side thinking of something fun.

"We can sit in the dark and watch a scary movie with the A.C on." To Imani that was fun, Nasir was down with what ever he just hoped that he could get some today.

"Aight, that sounds cool" he replied to her. She went upstairs to her room with Nasir behind her. He watched as her ass switched when she walks. Imani had a full body, medium size breast slim stomach to a curvy ass.

She turned off her lights and turned on her A.C. She got her remote off her night stand and scan through Netflix.

"The conjuring, how the sound?" She looked at Nasir who was to busy texting Talia. Imani has no idea that Nasir has some other chick on the side and that's how he wants to keep it. Talia is there to help Nasir get his meat wet, she wants more than that position but he would always dub it.

"Yea, put that." He looked up at the screen. Imani squinted her face wondering who he was texting up a storm to.

"Who you texting?" She tried looking but he shut it off before she can even see.

"My homies," he lied to her face. Imani being naive believed him. She put the movie on and they watched together while cuddle under a blanket.

Imani thinks she got Nasir rapped around her fingers when he really got  her rapped.

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Hey guys, so I decided to change things up a bit on how I write the story. Let me know if you guys want me to keep writing in narrator POV or In the characters POV.🌚

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