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"We'll pick back up on Thursday"
I closed my notebook and stuffed it into my bag. I attempted to pay attention today and somewhat succeeded. I was only on TikTok for half the class instead of the entirety of the class.
"Ms. Baldwin" My professor says to me motioning me over to him.
"Yes?" I asked putting on the strap of my backpack on my shoulder.
"How's that research paper coming along?" He questioned as he stuffed loose sheets of paper into his satchel bag.
"It's going well. Thank you for the extension I'll have it into you before midnight"
He nods his head "Perfect"
I didn't start that damn paper. It was about to be a long day. The 10 pages won't write themselves.
I walked out of the building and put my AirPods in my ears. Shoot My Shot by Yung Bleu began to play. I mouthed the words as I walked down the street. In my peripheral vision, I could see a car driving slowly beside me but I refused to look over. I sped up my pace and turned down my music a little so I could be more attentive.
"Damn why you moving so fast?"
I recognized the voice so I glanced over and it was, sure enough, the guy from Starbucks. I stopped in my tracks and turned towards him. I crossed my arms across my chest and shifted my weight to my back leg. "Whatchu want?"
It's been about two weeks since I've given him my number. I totally forgot all about him.
"C'mon get in, where you headed?"
"Sorry. I don't get in the car with strangers" I reply and continued my stride to my car. He pulls off and I looked at his all-black rolls Royce wraith. The shit was nice. Definitely didn't see those around here too often. He pulls over and his door swings open.
He was dressed in black jeans, a black t-shirt, and a black bomber jacket. This was my first time seeing him in casual attire and he honestly looked even better in just these jeans.
"I know I was supposed to call I had business to handle" Q speaks as he approaches me.
"It's cool" I roll my eyes continuing to my destination.
"I still wanna take you on that date I promised you" He replies walking with me.
"I'm busy" I reply back not paying him any attention.
"I didn't even say a date yet" He chuckles. I could feel him looking at me but I kept my eyes straight ahead.
"When?"
"How about r-"
"I'm busy" I cut him off before he could finish the question. He grabs my hand slightly causing me to stop walking. Q looks at me with those dark brown almond-shaped eyes and my attitude immediately went away.
"I could've texted you and let you know what was up. My bad, I was wrong for ghostin you like that. But I just drove over an hour to see your beautiful face, at least let me drive you to wherever you're going" His thumb rubs the back of my hand as he spoke. He never broke eye contact with me when he spoke, this man was fine as fuck and he knew that.
I nod my head "Okay fine" I give in shrugging my shoulders.
"Cool" He nods his head. I could tell he was trying to hide his smile as we walked over to his car.
