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Keeylah Mason
Once lunch finished, I headed off to my next period when I was stopped by someone. Not just any someone, Brandon Parks. His green eyes shimmered and I rolled my eyes.
Brandon was the manwhore of the century and he been tryna f**k with the Keeylah train for years.
"Hey Key." He put his hands in his pockets and I didn't hide my annoyance for his presence.
"What?" I asked while shifting my legs. Brandon's light olive skin was shining and his temp fade was cute. His dimples were showing in his smile and his outfit was on fleek. But no matter what, I never thought he was cute like that. All the girls flocked to him and I didn't bother.
"We haven't hung out in a a while." He drifted off.
"..And there's a reason for that. Now excuse me." I brushed by him and walked off to my 6th period. Sadly Dez isn't in my class and nethier is Carter. Mrs.Cortez was rambling about Some Spanish war or whatever. This is Spanish class. Not Spanish history. But okay.
I listened to Childish Gambino "3005" and was texting Dez.
Dezzzy
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