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ᴋɪᴏʀ ᴊᴀᴍᴍɪᴇ ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛs |ᴀᴋᴀ ᴋᴊ|ᴀᴋᴀ ʟɪʟ' ᴄʜɪʀᴀǫ| September 20th, 2015.

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"you need to tell him." joe said referring to kentrell, kentrell was the only one that didn't know i was moving to chicago. me and kentrell have gotten mad close ever since that studio session i paid for when i first met him.

"i don't." i said mugging him, next thing i know za'kiyah busted into my room.

"you should though, that nigga really fuck with you." she said plopping on my bed, and laid on joe's leg. i guess her and joe have a thing going on.

"wassam niggas!" kentrell busted into my room, i huffed and plopped myself on my small couch. i watched kentrel dap up joe and za'kiyah, and make his way over to me.

"why you over hea' pouting and shit." kentrell said sitting next to me, ignoring him i stood up grabbing my phone and laid under my blankets.

"you been movin' funny, wassup?" kentrell said in my ear, he took his sneakers off. i smacked my lips, and sat up.

"we leaving." kiyah got up and dragged joe out the room. kentrell sat on my bed and took his shoes off.

"wassup witchu?" he asked, i stood up off the bed and hugged him. he started laughing, and lightly pushed me off him.

"i'm moving." i said wrapping my arms around him again, he chuckled and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"manee, you always playin' wimme." he said lowly, picking up my phone and unlocked it with his fingerprint

"on some real shit doe'." kentrell said texting joe. on MY phone. he put my phone down and looked up at me.

"where you movin'?" he asked with his lips pressed together, i tried not to laugh. "illinois." i said quietly, sitting next to him.

"chicago, illinois." i say laying my head on his shoulder, he laid his head on mine.

"when." his voice softened, i started feeling bad. he put his hand on my thigh.

"i don't know, but you moving before yo' birthday." he kissed his teeth.

"ya' birthday next month." he said, i felt my eyes start to water and i nodded.

"i know, that's why my og having a block party. well she wants to." kentrell busted out laughing.

"girl, we live on the north side. that block party ain't gone last long." he chuckled, standing up putting his shoes back on. he was right, most likely someone's gonna start a shoot out or possibly somebody gone start fighting.

"c'mon put yo shoes on." he said, i stood up and out my shoes on. i grabbed my phone and a jacket. we walked out my room, and we both rushed out the front door.

"where you taking me?" i asked. he grabbed my hand, and we made our way towards the end of 38th Street.

"dave pickin' us up." he said, i nodded. i had met dave two weeks after i met kentrell.

a black truck pulled up on the curb, and dave waved us down. we ran acroos the street and hopped in.

"hey bestfriend!" dekareah said, i looked at her with a shook facial expression.