Chapter 2

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You may be wondering what happened to Safora. You see Safora is my imaginary friend. I know. I know.  I'm 16 ,why do I have an imaginary friend? Nobody is really likes me so I just isolate myself. I mean I talk to people but nobody keeps me entertained long enough.

"Sephora can u believe this?" I say to her. "Girl who is he he's pretty cute I guess but like he's got to go calling me spoiled as if."

"But you are though. Sis you live in a mansion you have your own yacht and jet." she says while laughing

"I guess you're right but that doesn't mean I'm spoiled."

"Who the are you talking to" he says.

Shoot I don't have my air pods in "Nobody. I'm not spoiled. How dare you."

"What the hell is wrong with you"

"I'm going to leave now help yourself if you want."

"You can't do that." He says cockily

"Ok let me let you in on a little secret Ok you ready to hear it?"

"N-"

"I'm smart as fuck. I'm probably way smarter than you to the point where I could tutor you."

"What did you say?"

"You're deaf too oh my God lemme say it in simpler terms. Are you ready? IM SMARTER THAN YOU!"

"That's it I'm calling your parents. We've only been speaking for 10 minutes and I'm already fed up"

"Wait ok just hold up a minute I was joking sheesh there no need to snitch."

"Right ok anyways let's just get this over with I have some business to take care of." he says defeatedly

Fine. "Would you like you like to go to my study room or stay here in the living room?"

He starts to size my house up and down "Um you have three stories? Jesus Christ."

"Yeah I mean I guess. You get used to it though the house it pretty wide so you know."

"Actually, I don't know we have a two story house it's wide too but since I only have 2 siblings we don't need that much room

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"Actually, I don't know we have a two story house it's wide too but since I only have 2 siblings we don't need that much room. Anyways let's just stay down here."

How can a muscular guy like him be lazy?

"Okay well no problem. I'm going upstairs to take a shower I'll be back in a few minutes help yourself to anything in the fridge just don't touch the champagne."

"Thank you. Wasn't planning on doing that in the first place."

As I head towards the living room I hand him the remote control for the room "Here you go make yourself at home."

I take off my shoes and go up the stairs as I'm going up  I'm thinking to myself. Then I sit on the stairs to observe him. He's actually pretty cute. His hair is very curly and he's very well groomed.

Well time to go shower.
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I think I sat in the shower for a good thirty minutes. Blasting my Brent Faiyaz on my speaker singing his songs verbatim. As I get out I start to realize I actually have a guest. Shit how could I have been so stupid. I need to hurry up and find an outfit pronto.

As I look in my closet I realized something. It's huge so I just opened up my drawer and pulled out some Pink Victoria secret biker shorts with my Hollister hoodie and twisted my long, 4c hair in a bun. I also made sure I bathed myself in my Versace perfume because I don't want to leave a bad impression.

                                       •••I finally head downstairs to see Travis taking a nap on the recliner chair

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I finally head downstairs to see Travis taking a nap on the recliner chair. He even propped up a pillow for himself. Damn he looks good even while he's asleep. I just want to touch him so badly. Never mind that.

"Would you like me to schedule this for another day." I say loud enough to wake him up.

He wakes up and yawns "What time is it. You smell good what is that? How long do you normally shower for?"

"Sheesh one question at a time." I say

"Let's just schedule this for another time today is Thursday. Let's just chill at my place tomorrow since there's no school for me tomorrow."

What school does he go to? I don't have school tomorrow either. Don't tell me he goes to Jone Clark's high school.

"Wait what school do you go to?" I asked

"Jone Clark's high school. How did you not know that I see you every day."

Shit.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 01, 2020 ⏰

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