pretty wings

nervous wreak

in which kentrell asks joe to prom

Kentrell

"I'm finna throw up! I'm about to fuckin throw up!" Kentrell exclaims to his friends, pacing back and forth in the middle of his room.

Taymor threw a pillow at his head making him stop and mug him hard as fuck before going back to his panicked mind state.

Tyquian giggled while recording him having a slight breakdown, "calm down, big bruh." he said in the middle of his laughter

He stops pacing the floor and looks at him before flipping him and the camera off.

"Say, I'm in a time of need and y'all laughing! niggas ain't real." I say going to my desk to write down more ideas with a shaky hand.

Tay rolls his eyes and laughs, "you makin this a bigger deal then what it is, it's not like he gon say no! y'all obviously in love with each other, why would he say no?" he says in a duh tone causing Ty to nod his head, agreeing with the young man.

as trell is write down ideas, Ty phone rings and he picks up to see a confused looking Joe making him smirk and turn the phone towards Tay.

"what wrong with trell? why he look like he finna pass out on your story?" Joe asks while knocking back some skittles.

"he just nervous yo-OW!" taymor starts to blow my cover until I threw a pen at him with wide eyes.

he mouths a 'sorry' and lets Tyquian do the talking, "he just stressed about uh...his cat! he left it on the tree and he allergic to air, yea! real a-allergic." he says with a tight smile making me groan and slam my head onto the wooden desk in aggravation.

"lemme talk to him." Joe says while mugging at the idiotic replay his friend gave, obviously lying.

Ty throws the phone to me and I catching it putting my face into frame to see my best friend/crush of 4 years making me instantly grin.

"what's goin on, Slime?" he asks the visibly stressed boy while still smacking on his skittles.

"nothin mane, this science homework just stressing a nigga out right na. I'm straight." I says lying straight through my teeth.

it's silent between the two for a couple seconds, "iont believe dat shit but imma leave it alone." Joe says rolling his eyes and hanging up.

I throw the phone back to Ty and groan, coming up with ideas for this shit is giving me a fuckin migraine.

"I HAVE A IDEA!!" taymor says jumping off the bed and running towards the desk where I'm sitting.

he takes the notebook and started writing with a smirk on his face and after about 5 minutes of writing he hands me the notebook and I instantly hug him.

"you one smart ass nigga." I say swinging him back and forth causing him so laugh.

"getcha shit on, we goin to Walmart." I tell them sliding on my nike slides.

*1 hour later*

we're in the arts and crafts isle picking up stickers, a poster board, and markers for the second part of the promposal.

"where the candy? I'm finna get that part out the way."
Tyquian says pushing the cart down the isle while I throw shit in.

"like isle 5? get sour skittles for him too though " I tell him while looking for more heart stickers and other gay shit.