"Anthony, Not My Braids"
"Anthony, hurry up we're gonna be late!" "I told you not to call me that you dumbass," Christian replies, running down the driveway. He looks over at me and tugs on my gedi braids. My heart flutters and I instantly slap his hand away. "Why do you always fucking do that," a small laugh escapes my lips. Christian hates...
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