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Mikayla's pov

"So, are you ready to make friends today, Miss Junior?" I asked, Mariah, who playfully rolled her eyes at me. Today was her first day of being a junior. She goes to Forks High. Cassie, Beau, and I go to Peninsula College in Forks. I make Mariah's lunch as she gathers her books and work. My mom usually does it, but sometimes she can't due to leaving early for work. Cassie walks into the kitchen, grabs her and my lunch, and heads to the door. I rushed Mariah down the hall, and out the door, we got in Cassie's car and headed down the street. We drop Riya off first, and Beau picks her up in the evening because he only has 3 classes. Both Beau and Cassie are seniors in college, and I'm a sophomore.

"I'm so nervous." Mariah whined quietly to herself, making Cassie roll her eyes and shake her head. I laughed at the two, drinking my ice coffee. School is school regardless. You just got to make the best of it. I actually loved school, I loved learning. It was just sometimes the people I didn't like. Cassie and Beau were the only people I associated with at school.

"Stop being so damn dramatic! You do this every year." Cassie says, glaring at Riya through the rear view mirror. Mariah smacks her teeth and pushes Cassie's head, making Cas yell that she is driving. I then yell at them to stop, I turn back around in my seat, letting out an annoyed sigh. They never fail to piss each other off.

"You're gonna be ok, Riya. You never have problems making friends. You're a social butterfly, so don't worry." I said, reassuringly.

Mariah reaches around the seat and hugs me, telling me thank you. I kissed her cheek and drank the rest of my coffee.

"Yeah, you get to make all the weird and hippy friends you want." Cassie said, smiling at her.

"See-" I started but only shook my head

"Man, why you always gotta start with me!?" Mariah yelled. Cassie cackled, pulling into the school lot, letting Mariah get out.

"Alright, short stack, have a good day. I love you and be safe." I said to her. She hurried out the car and waved bye to us.

"FRESH MEAT!" Cassie yelled out the window, making Mariah turn around glaring, sticking her middle finger at us. We laughed, speeding down the street and making our way to school.

-Time Skip-

Mariah's pov

I took a deep breath, making my way down to the front office to get my schedule. I'm usually not this nervous, I have plenty of friends at this school, and I guess it's just jitters. Plus, if nobody tells you, junior year is your hardest year ever. So. I gotta be on my P's and Q's.

I walked into the office and waited in line. There's a lot of people in here today, understandably, of course. I felt a tap on my shoulder, turning around, I saw a girl with a pixie cut, she was pale and short, and a girl standing beside her who was tall, and had light brown skin. They were both gorgeous.

"Hi, you must be Mariah?" She asked, giving me a big smile. I smiled at her softly and nodded.

"Yeah, you must be the Cullen family, I keep hearing everyone talking about." I said.

"Yes, my name is Alice, and this is my girlfriend Prisha. We're both seniors, but we just thought you could use new friends, and we thought we would show you to your classes." She said, kindly.

"Awe, that's so nice of you. I would love that, thank you, Alice." I said happily.

I grabbed my schedule, and Alice looped her arm into mine, and we walked out of the office. "Mariah, we're going to best friends." She said, beaming at me. I smiled at her and told her of course we were.

-Time Skip-

Alex's Pov

I was sitting at the empty table since class hasn't really started yet. I watched the droplets of rain slide down the large window. It was really loud in here, so I was really trying to tune people out.

I turned to the door as I watched my sister Alice and her wife Prisha walk in, but they were leading Mariah Layton. She was beautiful, her shoulder-length curly hair framed her face, her small petite hands grasping her books, and her glasses sitting perfectly on her puffy brown cheeks. She was smiling and laughing at something Alice said. She hugged her and waved them both bye.

My eyes went wide when I caught a whiff of Mariah's scent, causing me to grip the side of the table. She smelled so good. It was like a floral/fruity smell, I don't know if I can control myself.

I looked away from her when the teacher put her beside me, I took fake deep breaths as I felt my eye's change from gold to black, I gripped the table harder as I stared at her.

She looked at me, her smile fading as she shifted in the chair uncomfortably. I continued to glare at her, and she just looked at me concerned.

"Are you ok?" She asked. Then, all of a sudden, something washed over me. It was like the sound of her voice was calming me down, and I physically relaxed.

"Are you in pain? I have medicine and water in my bag." She offered, which took me aback because no one in this school even dared to talk to us, let alone care about our well-being.

"Um...no I'm okay, thank you." She nodded and smiled at me. GOD, if I could blush, I'm sure my whole face would be red. She had the most prettiest smile I've ever seen. If my dead heart could beat, I'm pretty sure she could hear how nervous I was.

"What's your name?" She asked, looking at her books, then back to me.

I cleared my throat and sat up straighter, "Alex. I-i mean Alexander Cullen." Her face lit up as she turned her body towards me.

"Hey, Alex, I'm Mariah." She said, sticking her hand out for me to shake. I looked down at her hand and hesitantly shook it. She didn't even flinch due to my coldness, I know I shouldn't be doing this, but I can't seem to find a problem. Something is pulling me towards her, and I liked it.

"Alice told me about you. She's so sweet." She said, gushing. I cracked a small smile and nodded, agreeing, "Yeah, she tends to have that effect on people." She giggled and looked back to the teacher who was giving the assignment.

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exactly 👏🏾

Hey, y'all, I wanted to come and say something a little important. Because I've had writers come and ask me for advice, so here's my advice. Please don't be rude.

If you ever feel like your writing isn't good enough or people don't like your work, just know this. Sometimes, when it comes to fantic people, only wanna see the fantics of that one character their focusing on or stuck on, so when you start to branch out to other characters, they'll either like it or don't like it and unfollow.

But that just comes with writing period! Everyone is not going to like everything you write. Same with me. Some people like my fics while others will come on anon and talk shit and tell me to stop. But that will never phase me because I love writing it's my passion.

And I know as writers it feels good for people to tell you how much they love your writing, it makes you want to hear it again and again. But it's also alright for people to not like it, just as long as you do! You keep liking it and improving it to your liking. Writing is your voice.

Also, please don't change your blog just because people don't like your writing anymore. PLEASE DO NOT! Be discouraged so much that you remove your personality from your blog.

Keep writing for the followers you do have, and continue to post whatever content you like. Hope this helped ❤️🤎

Love y'all and always remember to be kind to yourself.

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 7

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Yuna gaped at the large house that was surrounded by trees. It was absolutely beautiful, this house had nothing on their home back in California. For the past 3 months, Yuna and Tommy have been catching up with each other. He made sure the kids were literally attached to his hip. Everywhere he went, they were right along with him.

It filled Yuna happiness seeing Tommy light up when he was around their kids. Because to others, Tommy was cruel and brutish, but to Yuna, he was still her Tommy. Only showing his vulnerability around her.

Today, Tommy told Yuna and the kids that he had a surprise for them today. The kids were in the back seat knocked out. They had taken the kids to the park and shopping, the shopping was Tommy's idea, she feared the kids were going to be more spoiled than they already were. But there was no stopping Tommy.

"Tommy, where are we? Whose house is this?" Yuna asks him as he stops the car in front of the large estate. They got out of the car, and Yuna stood in of it, staring at the house in amazement.

"We are at the Arrow house, love." He says, which really didn't explain much. Was this the surprise he was talking about? Did he live here!? The house was surrounded by tall trees and grass.

"Alright...?" Yuna draws out questionably with a nod, "Why are we here? Do y'all live here?" She asked, with raise brows. One of the guards standing at the bottom of the steps came over , took their bags, and walked up the steps into the house.

"We are here because I bought it. And, no, the rest of my family won't be living here. Except for Finn, I allowed Finn." He said, chuckling. Yuna turns to face him in surprise. "Everything you see here is owned by me." He adds as Yuna turns to look back at the gorgeous house.

"What do you think?" He asks as he grabs the kids from the back seat. They walk around the fountain that has different colored koi fish swimming in it. Yuna was just in awe of everything it made her speechless.

"It's..." She trailed off.

"Big?" Tommy asked, amused by the smile on her face. They stop at the bottom of the steps and stare into each other's eyes.

"The understatement of the year." She says, taking Nova out of his arms, and begins walking up the stairs.

Tommy quickly follows after his love and gently grabs her wrist. "Do you like it?" He asked her softly, staring into her dark brown eyes.

"I mean, it's truly beautiful. But I don't understand why my opinion matters, you still haven't told me what the surprise is." She said, smiling softly at him. "Like, this is really a big house. Can it really be home for you?" She asked him.

"It could be home for me." He says as she looks at him confused. Did he want her to move in with him? "All I need is my family to make it complete." Yuna gives him a tender smile and looks back at the big tall doors to the house, and gently nods.

"What about the rest of the family? Where do they live, and do their houses look like this, too?" She asked, now standing at the top of the steps.

"The rest of the family have their own houses now. And, I wouldn't say they are big as mine. But they are big, especially John, since he has all the chickens." He said, smiling. Yuna laughed and playfully hit his arm.

"I guess we'll talk about it later. Until then, am I going to get a tour of the Arrow House, Mr. Shelby?" She asked teasingly.

"Of course, Miss Walker." He says, "Right this way, if you will." He says as he opens the doors for her, making Yuna laugh. Which is something that Tommy will always find joy listening to.

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Ch. 5

Narrative

Sonya, their mother, set the table with the food, plates, and sliverware. Nalae got home from her date—her very first date, by the way. She told her mama and pops that she invited him and his uncle over to dinner. Sonya and her husband, Malik, were disappointed because they were unable to see her leave on her date.

Sonya & Malik

Tisha and Anthony are in charge when they can't be here, and they were told that she laid down the law before she left. Tisha can be very violent and threatening, especially when it comes to Nae and Mar, but she is mainly protective of Nae, who has never been on a date or had a boyfriend.

Sonya and Malik became aware of Mar hanging around the boy Nae went on a date with. Mar told them about Marcus, or Lucious, if you will, and that they were friends. And about him missing school and his grades dropping, he promised them he wouldn't miss any more school and would get his grades back up.

He told them that Marcus was a good person; he simply did bad things to survive. His mother knew all too well about doing bad things in order for her family to survive.

His parents recognized that Marcus hustled to make ends meet, but that didn't mean he wanted the boy around their daughter. When Malik and Sonya moved into this house and into this neighborhood, they stopped hustling, killing, robbing, and so on.

Are they proud of it? Of course not, but a parent will go to any length to make sure their kids are straight. But their pops promised to be on his best behavior tonight and not get disrespectful in any way.

Sonya was the type of person who had the biggest heart. She was caring and understanding. She would invite you to dinner, bring you fresh baked goods, etc.

You'd think she's just a nice, friendly mother, and you'd be right. But she does those things all the time just to read people. Outsiders, to be exact. That was her job; it was how they got money and safety connections. It's how Malik got to be a doctor; it's how Sonya got to be a lawyer. Did they cheat their way up there? Possibly. But don't get it twisted; they worked their ass off to be where they are now. Sonya is an amazing lawyer and has legal connections. Malik is an extraordinary doctor; whenever things get bad, he has to do things you pray about later.

Sonya got to know the people around her. By reading you and knowing every detail about you, even the secrets your own mama doesn't know about, But, once again, that was her job. She was the brains, and her husband was the one who had to go 'handle' things because her husband wouldn't allow her to. Not that her husband wasn't intelligent; in fact, he was extremely perceptive. He was never the yelling or getting in your face type of mad. He was calm and collected; he was very much a watch-and-listen type of person.

Their mother chopped up mint leaves and mixed them into the lemonades. She made a peach raspberry lemonade and a regular lemonade. She put them in the fridge to chill. She walked out of the kitchen to the bottom of the stairs and yelled to see if the kids were ready.

Tisha had also told her mom she had a boy coming over to dinner too. She said the boy she invited was also friends with the boy Nae went on a date with.

Nae sat on the high stool in her bathroom while Tisha was flat-ironing her hair. She cut her ends, which were shorter than usual. She had her hair straight with a swoop and whispy curls on the ends. She got up, thanked her sister, and even asked if she wanted her to do hers.

Nae's and Tisha's hair

Tisha had long, curly hair like Nae's when they were little kids. When Tisha first got into high school, she cut it into a pixie cut. She sometimes let it get longer into a bob but would cut it again.

Nae finished Tisha's hair, and she thanked Nae, leaving the bathroom and going out of her room to finish getting dressed. Nae walked to her full-length mirror and checked herself out. She added two gold necklaces, plus her name plate necklace. She doesn't know what to do with her shoes, so she puts on her white-forced ones.

Nae's and Tisha's outfit

In Tisha's room, she looked at herself and thought she looked good. Tisha wasn't a dressy type of person. She was more tomboy-like. Tisha was comfortable with her sexuality; she was confident with a touch of arrogance and cockiness. She was bold and blunt; she didn't care if what she said hurt your feelings. Because, probably nine times out of ten, you probably had to hear it: She could absolutely be an asshole when she wanted to be.

Tisha put on a gold necklace and rings on her fingers and put on her brown Air Force ones to match her outfit. Her mom and pops would tell her she was showing too much skin, but they would honestly be arguing with a brick wall. Because Tisha was going to do what she wanted. She had the records to prove it. The many times Tisha has been in and out of jail, she would have made any other mother give up. But it wasn't because Tisha liked fighting; she was the type of sister to fight Nalae's battles because she constantly stayed bullied. And Tisha wasn't going for that shit.

So her parents won't be mad at it. They were taught to look after each other, and their mom told them that violence wasn't always the answer. But that concept came in and out of the window when it came to disrespect.

She walked out of her room and went into her cousin's room, saw both of them in there, and told them to come downstairs. They figured Nae was already downstairs. They walked into the dining room and helped with whatever else their mama needed help with.

Their mom cooked smothered fried chicken, collard greens, mashed potatoes, and a peach cobbler. Oh, and honey-butter corn bread. We can't forget that.

There was no cooking better than their mom's. Their pops can throw down too, especially on the grill; ribs were his specialty.

Tisha and Nae told them to behave themselves. They rolled their eyes and nodded. A knock on the door stopped what they were doing, and Nae anxiously checked herself while their mom went to get the door.

She opened the door to see two of the boys holding flowers and the other holding wine. She introduced herself and welcomed them in. The light-skinned boy said his name was Marcus and gave her the flowers from his uncle, saying he couldn't make it. She took no offense to it and told Marcus to say thank you for the flowers. And the dark-skinned boy said his name was Caine and handed her the bottle of wine.

She gave them a big smile and told them to follow her into the dining room. When they walked into the room, the smell of the food hit their noses. Marcus and Caine shook their hands and were told to sit down at the table.

Marcus looked at Nalae and smiled at her. She looked so beautiful; he swears that every time he sees her, he notices something new about her. He thought she looked beautiful with her hair flat-ironed. And he couldn't help himself to stare at her figure in the dress; to him, she had the perfect amount of body. Slim waist, but she had a small amount of chub in the stomach, but he doesn't mind that. She had wide hips and thick thighs. But Marcus didn't just want to fuck her; he had actual feelings for her. And it seems they were getting stronger every day.

Marcus and Caine's outfit

Nalae looked at Marcus and thought he looked so fine and handsome. His smile gave her butterflies. Her feelings for this boy continued to grow day by day. He was smart, funny, and ambitious, and he made his own music. He told her that was something he was really passionate about. Just everything about him drew her in.

She wondered why his uncle didn't come with him; maybe he wasn't feeling well. But it was sweet of him to get her mom some flowers. That made her smile. She looked back at Marcus and smiled at me, causing him to smile softly back at her.

Caine looked at Tisha and thought she looked sexy as hell. Tisha was tall, slim-waisted, and had a big ass. Caine was 6'9, so he could still look down on her. Tisha was all dat; they've been talking for a couple of weeks, and they have almost everything in common.

He noticed Tisha that day when she and Anthony dragged Lamar away, mad that he was hanging around them. So the next time he saw Mar, he asked him to let him holla at his big sister, and Marc gave him her number. She didn't want to give him the time of day at first, but he kept bugging her, and she caved in. She told him if he wasted her time, she was going to cut him.

But since that day, they have been talking every day. Hanging out every other day, he just hasn't met a girl like her before, and to say she was already his and didn't know it was an understatement.

Tisha smirked at Caine and saw how fine he looked. They had been talking for some time, and if she was being honest, she genuinely liked him. And that's saying sum, because no nigga or bitch could give her feelings.

Tisha wasn't the relationship type. But to her, Caine was different. He was smart, funny, and nonchalant; he was overall cool and collected. And her favorite thing about him was that he matched her sex appeal; that man was freaky. They matched each other's personalities well. But what she enjoyed was that they had real ass conversations about their future, and she liked that.

-Time Skip-

They were an hour into dinner when Marcus and Caine introduced themselves to the family. Marcus told their mom that both of his parents were dead and that he now lives with his uncle. He told them he was the only child and that he hustles.

Caine told them that his father was killed by police brutality. He has two younger sisters and one older brother. He also said that he hustles on the side with Marcus to help support his mother. He graduated high school early, and he and Marcus grew up together.

Sonya tells them both that she does not judge or think lowly of them for what they do, but that she understands they do it to survive.

But she also told them that when people hustle, it's to better themselves, so once you've made enough money for yourself and your family, you and your family should leave your environment so you can live a better life.

Because, even if there are people who enjoy street life, the majority of them do it to better themselves for their future. So don't waste your time trying to be someone you're not.

Through the meal, Marcus and Nae exchanged glances and flirted with each other a little. But it was harmless; they were in front of her parents. Sonya asked Marcus about his date with Nalae, and he said he took her to have dinner with him and his uncle.

Sonya teased him, saying, "Oh, you were making sure your uncle approved of her, huh? Had to make sure she was up to par." She said, playfully crossing her arms. with the rest of the table agreeing. Marcus chuckled and shook his head, saying, "Something like that." Eating some peach cobbler and complimenting Sonya on how good it tastes

"So did he approve of her?" She asks him. Marcus looked up from his plate and looked around the table as they stared at him, waiting for an answer. Marcus looked at Nae, gave a sincere smile, and said, "Yeah, he did. He said he liked her. And to bring her over again." Nalae gave a shy smile and told Marcus to tell his uncle, Thank you for having her over.

Marcus picked up his glass, staring at Nae, and said, "You look so beautiful; thank you for inviting me." Nae's face got hot, and she told him he was welcome to come over any time. Sonya looked at the two and smiled, thinking they were cute. She looked at her husband, who stared at Marcus and Caine with a stotic expression; he ain't said but a few words the entire dinner.

But that was his way of figuring them out.

Caine had also said that Tisha looked beautiful and that he liked her outfit. Tisha wasn't too fond of the word beautiful; she didn't mind it, but she knew that wasn't the word Caine wanted to use. So she said, "I know that ain't what you wanted to say. You can say it. I look fine, don't I?" She questioned him, and the table busted into laughter. Except for her daddy, who glared at the girl.

When dinner was over, Marcus and Caine volunteered to help with the dishes, but Sonya said it was ok that Ant and Mar were going to do them. Sonya gave Marcus and Caine leftovers to take home to their families and extra cobbler. Marcus got a call saying that he had to leave, but he enjoyed his time. He walked over to Nae, who looked at him shyly and gave him a hug.

He smelled so damn good, he lifted her lightly off the ground, causing her to giggle. He placed her down and kissed her cheek, telling her he'd call her later. Caine went to hug Tisha and tried to kiss her cheek, but she smushed his face away, scrunching up her face, calling him ugly.

"Yeah, ok, I'll call you later." He said, smiling, walking to the door. Sonya walked behind them and thanked them for coming. She held out her arms, giving them a small smile. Marcus gave her a small hug, taking in her warmth. It's been a long time since he's felt motherly love, and if he was being honest, he liked the feeling. She let go of him, cupped his cheeks, and told him to be safe. She hugged Caine and did the same action, also telling him to be safe.

She opened the door, and Caine was the first one to walk out. Marcus felt a tug on his jacket and looked to see that it was Nalae. She went to hug him again and kiss him on the cheek. They stared into each other's eyes and slowly leaned in and kissed. It only lasted a minute before he mumbled that he had to go and that he'd call her later. He gave her mom another smile and walked down the steps to his car, where Caine was waiting.

Nae stood at the door, waved bye to them one last time, and watched them pull off.

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I'll Take Your Man/Hey Boo

Season one

-Narrative-

"Ah. Synclaire, sit still." Regine yelled. The girls were in the bathroom, giving themselves makeovers. "Are you absolutely sure we have to do this?" Synclaire asked, whining. "I mean, the hair is so fine, you can barely see it." Synclaire said, crossing her arms.

"We either gonna wax it or put it in corn rows." Regine said, jokingly, putting on lotion.

"Ow!" Synclaire yelled, as regine pulled the wax off her lip. I don't know why we go through this torture." Synclaire grumbled, rubbing witch hazel on her lip, to sooth the pain.

"Every week, it's yank this, shave that." Synclaire yelled, applying the wax to her leg. She pressed down the strip, taking a deep breath and snatched the strip off. "DAMMIT! I HATE THIS!" She yelled, making the girls laugh. "I can't wait to get married, so I can just let myself go." She said, putting wax on the other leg.

"All this for men we don't even have." Max said, rolling her eyes, tweezing her eyebrows.

"You think there are men out there shaving their backs for us?" Synclaire asked, pulling the rest of the wax off.

"Well, now, ladies, to be fair I'm sure there are guys out there going through as many grooming

rituals as we do." Regine said, starting her makeup.

"Like what? They trim their nails. With their teeth." Khadijah said, laughing.

"I say we should stop mutilating ourselves right now." Max said, lifting her fist in the air.

"And just be happy the way God made us." Khadijah said, agreeing.

"I couldn't agree more." Regine said, curling her hair.

"Ow!" Synclaire yelled, snatching the strip from her armpit.

-Time Skip-

"I don't know why you rented Basic Instinct." Khadijah said, to Regine.

"That woman was buggin'. I mean, who would go

into somebody's office in a business suit with no drawers on?" Maxine said.

"I mean, besides you." Khadijah said, laughing.

"Hey, can I look now?" Synclaire asked, with her eyes closed. "Synclaire, it's over." Khadijah said, throwing popcorn in her mouth.

"Oh, good movie. Oh, Regine is home from her date." Synclaire said, as the girls watched regine hang up her coat.

"Hey losers?" Regine greeted them, laughing. Khadijah smirked, eating some popcorn. "Hey weavy wonder. How was your date?" She said, making Synclaire and Maxine laugh. Regine glared at Khadijah sitting down on the couch.

"Anyway, my date was fab-" regine was cut off by someone knocking on the door. They all sat and looked at each other, waiting to see who would open the door. Maxine rolled her eyes, and got. "Guest shouldn't open the door." She grumbled.

She opened the door, to see two dark-skinned women holding luggage. "Um...can I help you?" Max asked them.

"Who is it?" Khadijah asked, getting up, walking towards the door.

"Hey Dij." The woman said, smiling big. Khadijah squealed and threw her arms around the woman.

"YAYA! OMG! IT'S SO GOOD TO SEE YOU! AND NICKI OMG!" Khadijah hugged, Yahya and Nicki rocking them side to side.

"Wow, Yahya, you look good girl. How you been?" Max said, walking up to hug her.

"I've been good. I called Khadijah's mom and told her to tell you guys I was coming over? I guess she forgot huh?" She asked, looking at khadijah.

"She told me it was a surprise. But this is the best surprise. I missed you girl." Khadijah said, hugging Yahya again.

"Hey, Synclaire. You look so good. I've missed you." Nikki said, giving Synclaire a hug.

"You too. You've grown up girl." Synclaire said, smiling.

"I know. She be making a sista feel old." Yahya said.

"Were you going to be staying with us?" Regine asked, smiling. Yahya and Nikki nodded. "Yeah, if that's ok? If not we can get an hotel." She said, sincerely.

"Mmcht, a hotel my ass. You can stay here." Yahya did a little dance, and threw her arms back around khadijah.

"I'm so happy to see you again, Dija." Khadijah wrapped her arms around Yahya, "good to see you too, Yaya."

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Prologue

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"Yo, what's up?" Dj yelled, almost running the lawnmower into Jessica.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? You almost just ran me over with that thing." She said, looking at him like he was crazy. She took a deep sigh, crossed her arms over her books, and smiled. "Dj, what do you want?" She said lowly.

"l didn't mean to scare you. My bad." He said, cheesing at her.

"What?" She asked, raising her brow.

"Nun, i just wanted to talk to you." He said, stepping off the mower.

"Talk to me about what? I gotta go to class." She whined.

"l don't know. You going to lunch with me?" He said, smiling down at her.

Don't get Jessica wrong. She thought Dj was a very nice boy and an attractive one at that. But she wasn't looking for a relationship right now. Her focus was school, not men breaking her heart.

"Dj, I tell you almost every day, I'm not looking to be in a relationship." She said, sadly.

"So, what's up with this Grant?What is he, a professional student?" He asked, frowning at her.

Jessica huffed, mirroring his facial expression, "I just tutor him from time to time. There's nothing going on, but Grant is in a six-year law program, and his father's a partner with a Wall Street firm, so when he graduates--" Dj had cut her off

"lt's funny because l didn't take you as the type of girl that was stupid." He said, crossing his arms.

Jessica looked him up and down and looked around her to see who he was talking to.

"Stupid?" She asked, squinting at him.

"Stupid." He repeated. 'Oh, so she did hear that correctly'

She scoffed and walked away.

"Wait, l didn't mean stupid like that. Jess, you know l ain't mean stupid like that. Listen." He said, grabbing her arm, making her turn around, to look at him.

"What?" She said, upset. Because he was wasting her time.

"Look, what I meant was, for you to be so smart, why can't you see he's using you tutoring him, so he can take advantage of you. If he's so smart, like you said, why would he need anyone to tutor him. He is just trying to get at you, like he does every day." He said, frowning down at her.

Jessica looked up at me with a blank stare and lightly smirked at him.

"Well, ain't that what you be doing? Trying to get at me every day?" She asked him.

Dj grabbed her arms and pulled her towards him, "Nah, I'm trying to get to know every prospect of you, more than I already know. If we ever start dating, I'll be dating my friend and someone I care deeply about. Grant just wants you so he can finally tell his friends. He finally got you in his bed." He said, looking in her eyes.

Jessica looked into Dj's eye's and smiled gently at him. She leaned up and kissed his cheek, and started pulling away.

"I got to go. You wanna come over and study later?" She asked.

Dj bit his lip and smiled at her, nodding. Jessica rolled her eyes, walking backward, "Get that look off your face. We are just studying." She said, walking up the hill.

Dj watched her walk away cheesing, getting back onto the lawnmower.

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