I CANNOT WAIT to write my new book after this one. The whole sound track of euphoria is going in that bih. Y'all are going to fucking LOVE it. It might do better than this book. Hell...I don't think I ever read a book like what I'm bout to write. This one is gone be CRAZY.
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Tuesday
Saint Smith
Leaving the boys locker room, I exited through the back door of the school and into the student parking lot. I unlocked my car from a distance, pulling my phone out from my pocket.Me
Wya?Cass🌪💙
I'm chillin with my sister today. She's gonna pick me up after work. I'll be home before you tho. Dw 💋Me
Aiii boo, see u lataCass🌪💙
🥰❤️Putting my phone away, I opened my car door getting into the drivers seat. I put my keys in ignition, pulling out of the school parking lot and driving down the street. Less than 15 minutes later, I arrived at the gym.
Taking the elevator up to the third floor, I walked down the hall, put my things into a locker and locked it with my pad lock.
For today's agenda, I was gone start with a cardio workout, followed by lifting weights and a little bit of cross fit. Making my way to the treadmills, I pulled my headphones from my pocket and popped them in my ears.
Reaching for my phone, I opened up my music library and looked for a song to play. As I did, I felt my shoulder roughly brush up against someone causing them to almost trip.
I immediately turned around to see who I almost knocked over. Again it was that same girl who worked at Victoria's Secret and who dropped her lil sister off at the rec center.
"You following me?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.
"No." She laughed. "How many times are we going to keep running into each other?"
"Man...I don't know. It's a small world." I chuckled. "Veronica, right?"
"Vanessa. Vanessa Harris." She smiled, clearing her throat.
"My fault...I'm bad with names. Good with faces." I shrugged about to walk off.
"W-wait..." She stuttered stopping me in my tracks. "I kind of need help with something if you don't mind since your the only one around..."
I looked to the side, hesitating on whether I should help this girl or not.
"With?" I asked.
"One of the machines. Could you show me how you do it? You know...just so I could take notes?" She asked, biting her bottom lip and twirling her foot around.
"I'm not- I don't- I don't think I should." I stammered.
"I mean I'll leave you alone after this...there are literally no instructors available and since your here I thought you could-" she babbled before I cut her off.
"Aii..." I mumbled.
"Thanks." She smirked.
"Which machine you tryna do?" I asked.
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Love and Basketball ||Urban(DAVE EAST)
General FictionCassie + Saint = Basketball 🏀? (Yeah...I'm not good at descriptions so just read and find out...😉) also I'm splitting this book into two parts. Y'all gon see why. It's a looooooong book. (COMPLETED)