Snowflake

Chapter 6

Tyler's POV

A/N: I will use some slurs when I write in Tyler's POV. As a black girl, I do NOT condone anyone who is not black using the n-word, hard 'r' or not. If anyone has concerns, I will gladly remove them.

"Ayo fat bitch, wake up!" I yelled, slapping Jasper. He jumped up, screaming and being annoying as fuck.

"Don't slap me, ashy nigga!" he yelled, pointing at my legs.

"First of all, I put coconut oil on every day. Yo fat ass probably eats the coconut oil. No wonder why yo damn girlfriend's lips so greasy." I retorted. 

"Whatever nigga. We going to the store or not?" 

"Yeah, of course. But does my ass look fat in these shorts?" I said, twirling to let Jasper look.

"Nah, looks flat as fuck," he said, slapping my ass. I ran after him, trying to hit him in the mouth.

~

I sat down, pulling my inhaler out of my pocket. 

"This nigga getting old!" Jasper said. I raised my hand to hit him and he flinched. Pussy. I pushed the top of the inhaler, letting the vapor come out like smoke.

"Anyway, why the fuck you all dressed up for? Are you taking me out on a date?"

"Nah, nigga. We meeting that girl who submitted that flavor." I said, tucking the inhaler back into my pocket.

"What if it's a boy?" he said, laughing. The security guard let out a quick chuckle and I smacked the shit out of Jasper. He cried out.

"You just mad cause you got dressed up for a boy!" 

"Get lost. I bet your entire house it's a girl." But it started to nag at me.

Shit, what if it's a boy? I mean, I'd be down, but it better be a girl, I thought. I pulled out my phone, avoiding the girl coming up to me to beg for an autograph. I called Clancy.

"Hey, T. What's up?" he said.

"Yo, when's that person coming? The ice cream person."

"She's up in her room. We'll be there in about an hour," 

Thank fuck it's a girl. Jasper's dumb ass is about to be homeless.

"Homeless nigga! It's a girl!"I said, running up to him.

 ~

I sat around, scrolling through some pictures I took when Clancy yelled to Jasper. I sat up straight, fixing my vest and putting my phone away before walking to the front of the store. Jasper's fat ass was blocking the way, so I couldn't get a good look. I moved closer.

Holy shit. She's the finest girl I think I've ever seen in my fucking life. Her curly hair was cut to her shoulders, framing her face. Her eyes, are they brown? Green? I wasn't close enough. That dress. Fuck.

I gulped, walking over to her. What the fuck do I say?

"I'm Tyler," I said.

"Salem," she said, holding her hand out. I grabbed it, shaking it. Damn, she's got a firm grip. But her hands are so soft.

"About that ice cream. I really fucking like that idea." 

"It's stupid," she said, blushing. 

"It's really not. I feel like it'll be so fucking good. Mint and white chocolate- it's like swinging on the swings when it's a really sunny day and you feel light and the sun is shining bright and everything smells pure. And maybe some sea salt would make it like a-" I struggled for the right word.

"Playground for your mouth?" she said.

"Yeah." Damn, I like her already.