Mr Cliché.

twenty.

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S C E N E
20
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Mr
Cliche's
Opportunity.. 
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Armani's thoughts
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"That's what I had told him, but nigga just never listens"

I giggled while standing over the bathroom sink, adjusting my braids in a high ponytail while glancing at my reflection in the mirror.

I was on a call with my man..

Y'all know him, Mr Lamar.  He don't know that we're together though, but he'll catch up.

"Sounds like somebody I know"

I said hoping that he heard me from where I had placed my phone, which was beside the sink faucet.

"Whatchu mean by that?"

His smooth voice uttered through loud speaker as I grinned foolishly.

"Remember when I told you not to overwork yourself at the gym then you sprained your arm"

I don't know why, but he decided to call my phone just as I woke up and hasn't dropped the call ever since. He listened and talked to me through my waking up routine, my shower routine (which was difficult due to the shower practically screaming over his voice), and now my getting ready for school routine. I blushed at least four times in the span of two hours.

He clicked his tongue;

"You really finna bring that up shawty, foreal.. like on god? That happened so long ago"

I furrowed my brows;

"Nigga that happened yesterday"

"Yeah.. yesterday was a long time ago"

I laughed softly while shaking my head. After finishing in the bathroom, I walked with my phone back to the room to collect my stuff.

"You goofy"

"What time you gon' get to school?"

I leaned down to grab my book bag, earphones and lip gloss.

"In an hour or sumn, I still gotta eat some breakfast then hitch a ride from Kara..why? Ya miss me already?"

"Ain't nobody miss yo ass shorty"

I playfully rolled my eyes;.

"Okay Shaq, I thought a 'where my hug at' ass nigga said sumn"

"I ain't never asked for no hug"

"Mhm okay, then I have no reason to give you one"

"I'm playin dayum.. so damn feisty"

I couldn't contain a small chuckle as I walked out of my bedroom with my stuff.

"Ight lemme go get sumn to eat, talk later?"