Secrets

7.

Zara✨

Zara twiddled her thumbs as she sat at the reception desk at the repair shop. She decided to come in today on her own will because she didn't want to be stuck in the house .But now she was regretting it because it was nothing to do and she was bored.

She grabbed her phone and checked for any messages she may have had.

To Zee✨: i dont know wat happened last night but i hope u had a good time.

To Luck🍀: nah nothing happened and i did have a good time ty for taking me out , i appreciate it.

After sending the message she scrolled up and down her Instagram feed noticing she had a friend request from some random light skin dude with tattoos and curly hair , she lazily accepted it and followed back not thinking to much of it.

She continued to scroll until her phone began to ring. It was Chanel , she answered before rolling her eyes , she had a pet peeve for phone calls , she wished Chanel would just text her.

"Hey Zee , where you at ?" Chanel spoke into the phone.

"I'm working at the reception desk , I needed to get out that house.But now I'm regretting it." Zara explained.

"Yo ass probably sitting there bored, you should've just came over here." Chanel suggested referring to her house.

"I know but it is what it is now , I'm here till at least 3 o'clock, you should slide through." She said.

"Girl I'm tired now , you should've texted me earlier. But back to the reason I called you. What happened on your little date with Lucky?" Chanel asked to be nosey.

"For one it wasn't a date Nel and two it was alright I guess I ran into somebody I didn't think I would see in a long time and it lowkey killed the vibe." She explained.

"Who girl?"Chanel yelled with curiosity.

"Sincere, he's out of jail." She responded.

"Damn , they let his crazy ass out of jail. You don't think the other one is out too?" She asked nervously.

"I hope not Nel , I'm about to graduate and get the fuck out of Jersey, I don't need that drama and negativity right now. That's why I was ready to go last night." Zara explained over the phone.

"I'm sure you don't have anything to worry about Zara , he's not coming out no time soon and when he does you gone be halfway across the country with the fine Texas men."She assured her best friend.

"Yeah , I guess. I'll just stay aware of everything. You know I don't trust them." She responded.

Suddenly the bell on top of the shop door began to jingle , breaking Zara out of her thoughts making her focus on who's coming in. It was Izzy with a manilla folder in his hand.

"Alright , Nel I'll text you I have a customer."She said sarcastically while looking at Izzy.

"Ok girl , bye." She quickly responded.

"Do customers come in and drop off paperwork to keep the shit running smart ass little girl?"Izzy spoke.

"Do grown ass men worry about what high school girls are doing with their lives?" Zara questioned sarcastically.

Izzy folded his lips before leaning on the ledge of the reception desk and whispered.

"I don't even know what my nephew sees in ya little smart self you know." Izzy said , even though he didn't believe that appearance wise. Zara was definitely his type , dark brown skin , bright brown eyes , plump lips and a thicker body , even though she didn't have a lot of ass. Her face made up for it.