"This nigga was not playing about his facetime." I said to myself. I looked in the mirror that I had in my car, trying to fix my hair and make sure I looked as presentable as I could. "This will have to do." I said, quietly.
The first call and link are always the scariest.
"Why the fuck do I even care?"
Duh, because he's fine asf. I thought to myself.
I grabbed my phone and picked up the call just as it was about to hang up. As the call was connecting, I only put my forehead in the camera, just to make sure he was actually who he said he was.
"Hey Karrigan." Josh said, as he put his whole face in the camera.
"Hey Joshua." I said, smiling.
He's definitely who he says he is.
"Why your face not in the camera?" He asked.
"Cause I'm shy."
"Or because she's a catfish." I heard someone say in the background causing Josh to turn around and look at him.
The fuck?
"Who's a catfish?" I asked, sort of with an attitude while I placed my phone on the dashboard.
"Don't listen to him, that's just Dior." He said, putting his attention back on the phone.
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"Who's Dior and why would he even think I'm a catfish?" I asked, looking directly in the camera.
"I'm Dior," Another boy popped up on the screen. He was cute but he looked a little young. I could be wrong, because he had tattoos. "but you can call me anytime." He winked at me. "And you're definitely not a catfish, I take it back."
"Move around." Josh said, pushing him. "Why haven't you followed me back on Instagram?" He turned his attention back to me. "And I like your hair. It's cute."
"You think you're slick." I said, smiling a little bit. "But to be honest, I don't really be on instagram like that. I'm more of a twitter girl." I shrugged. "I'll do it after this though, I promise." I paused. "And thank you, I wanted to try something new but I'm definitely going back to black."
"Why you in the car?"
"You the police or something? Asking me all these questions."
"I'm just making conversation." He said, putting his hands up.
"I ran to the store for my mother." I told him. "How was practice?"
"Practice was alright, thanks for asking." Dior said, coming back into the camera.
"Dior, move. Let that boy talk to his lil girlfriend." I heard another voice say.
"How many people are you with?" I asked Josh, laughing a little. My cheeks got very warm after hearing that.
I'm glad I'm black so they couldn't tell how hard I was blushing right now.
"That's Jalen." Josh said, flipping the camera to show me a lighter skinned boy. "And that's Sharife." He showed another boy before flipping the camera back to himself.
"Hey y'all." I said, being polite. "Your little girlfriend?"
"Just pretend like you didn't hear that, they just be talking shit." He said.
"I'm sure." I said, smiling. "But I'll call you when I get home."
"Alright, drive safe." Josh told me.
"Alright, bye boo." I said quickly, before hanging up.
Before driving off, I went to instagram and looked through my follow requests.
