ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ [ ᴀᴛʟᴀɴᴛᴀ, ɢᴀ]
ᴘᴏᴠ [ 1ꜱᴛ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ]

𝙴𝚕𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐
↳ 𝙻𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚑

"ion understand none a this bullshit." dee mumbled.

"me neither." cartier said in agreement.

"lover boy help ussss." she dragged out and frowned.

"why?" i asked her and flipped over my paper scanning over my answers.

"there's a back? awe man." she muttered and flipped between the back and the front.

"i'll take this." dee snatched my paper and started copying the answers, i shrugged and let him cause i was finished and a class that cheats together succeed together.

once they finished i took all our papers to the professors desk and sat them down.

"stay after class would you? i've got a favor to ask and it just might benefit you also." she said to me and i nodded before going back to my seat.

"don't ya'll have another friend ya'll age? umm what's his face? i follow him on instagram," cartier said and snapped her fingers.

"joker." i said and sat down.

she nodded, "yeah, him. why he not in school?"

"nigga wanna be a model or some shit." dee said and waved his hand down.

"what's wrong with that?" cartier asked.

"just cause you got looks don't mean you can be a model, personality matters too and his is shitty." dee explained.

"don't bash him if he ain't hea ta defend himself." i said and stopped him before he said anything worse.

although it was true joker was a bitch, but i don't do the whole speaking on people and they can't say nothing cause they ain't there.

"ya'll would make good models, for like a nike and stuff." cartier told us.

"oh you say the sweetest things ta me." dee "blushed" and placed his hand to his heart falling out.

"but you could be a model too y'know." he said and straightened himself.

"for what?" cartier asked.

"me." he smirked and i shook my head, i knew he was gone say some shit like that.

"you nasty." cartier said and shook her head.

"exactly leave ha alone." i said and mushed his head.

"i'm spittin game." he shrugged.

"um no because that's not how you talk to a lady, you just wanna get the goods and it ain't happening hun." cartier told him.

"good thing you ain't a lady." dee joked and she flicked him off.

"i don't like him anymore." she said to me.

"i never did, so we in the same boat." i said in "agreement".

"ya'll can kiss the blackest part a my lightskin ass." dee said mugging us.

"i'd rather not." the bell rung and ms. greggs dismissed us.

"wait fa me outside, ms. g wanna talk ta me bout some." i told dee who nodded and walked out with cartier in tow.

i grabbed my bag and headed down to ms. g's desk, she motioned for me to sit so i did.

"i don't wanna hold you too long, so i'll get to the point. i have this student who needs tutoring and since you're one of- well my smartest student i thought i could ask you to help." she said.

"okay and what's in it fa me?" i asked her and i really wanted to know because i'm already here on a full ride and all that extra shit so there ain't nothing more i need.

"well i see you wanna be a creative writing teacher, correct?" she asked me and i nodded.

"well i could make a few calls and arrange somethings so we can make sure that happens without a doubt. maybe even get you a position to teach at one of the schools a few days out of the week." she said.

"bein as humble as possible, ms. g, i know i can get a job at any school in georgia and any place else fa that much. that's already a guarantee, so unless ya'll about ta pay me ta tutor whoever this is then i'll simply have ta decline the offer." i told her and shrugged.

she looked taken back but started talking again, "i'll talk to principal owen about this and get back to you right away."

"yes ma'am, that's all?" i asked as i went to get up.

"yes, thank you." i sent a short nod and walked out.

"what she want?" dee asked me.

"she want me ta tutor somebody, but i ain't doin shit unless they pay me."

"big blrdddd!"

"nigga shut up."

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"getcho feet offa my table." i smacked dee's legs down.

"one a these days imma beatcho ass, not today cause- well just cause but i will." he stammered and nodded to himself.

"yeah we'a see." i said and sat down on the other couch.

"joker said he finna slide and he bringin maj." he told me and i shrugged.

"ion care, i'm finna smoke and go ta sleep." i said while taking the tobacco from the backwood and dropping it in the small trashcan.

"yo girlfriend comin too." i jerked my head back and looked at him in confusion.

"nigga i'm single, who my girlfriend is?" i asked him.

"santanaaaaa." he dragged out.

"she not my girlfriend." i stated.

"oh, but she will be." he said.

"says who?" i questioned.

he shrugged, "me."

"and who the fuck is you? cupid or some? better leave me alone bout that shit." i mumbled and sealed the blunt.

"i am cupid, but you gone see and imma tell you i told you so when ya'll end up together." he said and got up to answer the door.

maj, joker, cartier, and santana all walked in and found somewhere to sit, well except for maj she went to raid my kitchen as per usual.

"hey lover boy, you missed us?" cartier spoke up.

i shook my head, "not really."

"yes you did, stop lyin!" maj yelled from the kitchen.

"that smell good, how you do that?" cartier asked and i exhaled a large cloud of smoke.

"getcho kiddy ass on bruh," i said laughing and she went to sit next to dee while laughing.

"king," santana greeted me and sat down.

"davis," i mocked and leaned back in my spot.

"so you can't speak?" joker asked me and i mugged him.

"nigga you walked into my crib, watch yo self soundin like a bitch." i told him and passed the blunt to dee before pulling out my phone.

"how i sound like a bitch? i'm just sayin, everybody else get a wassup and you ain't say shit ta me." he went on.

"ion obligated ta speak ta no nigga includin the ones that's family, if you hea ta start that sissy shit then you can dip cause i really don't wanna beatcho ass today." i said and looked over at him.

"you ain't gone pop shit, but i said what i said." he grumbled.

"and i did too, so tread lightly or step." i dismissed him and he kept quiet.

"ya'll always argue like that?" santana whispered to me.

"yeah, he just be in his moods but he know not ta fuck wimme." i said and brushed the situation off.

"aw shit, what i miss?" maj asked coming in thr living with her arms full of snacks.

"put my shit back." i told her.

"i couldn't choose, i promise i'll buy it back e," she whined and pouted.

"i want my food back in my house tomorrow," i said and she grinned.

"i knew you wouldn't say no." she said and sat in the one seater.

"hate it here bruh."

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"so tana, i can call you that right?" maj asked and santana nodded.

"how you get stuck with e outta all people, he don't be annoyin you?" she asked and santana laughed.

"we got assigned as partners for our creative writin class and sometimes, but we find each other annoyin so it works out," santana said and shrugged.

"hmm okay, you kissed him yet?" she asked and i threw the remote at her.

she rubbed her forehead, "e that hurtttt."

"shut the fuck up then." i said and screwed up my face.

"so ya'll did kiss?" cartier asked and raised her eyebrow.

"ya'll nosey." santana said.

"very much so." i agreed.

"just answer the question so they can shut up, cause they blowin my high." dee said and pulled his hoodie over her head.

"no we ain't kiss, ya'll actin like a bunch a middle schoolers with all these childish ass questions." i said.

"we just wanna know." maj shrugged.

"well stop wantin ta know, but ya'll stayin?" i asked them.

"i'm finna head out, but imma catch ya'll lata." joker said and stood up.

"bye bitch." maj waved at him.

"girl fuck you." he left and everybody else decided to stay.

"what's his problem with you?" santana asked me as we walked to my room.

"hell if i know and ion give a fuck neither." i told her.

"i'm not gone say nothin because i don't know him, but watch yourself around him is all imma say." she said.

"why you say that?" i asked her.

"you promise you won't get mad." she said and i gave her straight face.

"on the way up he started talkin ta me and i guess he was tryna ask me out, but he basically puttin you down ta make himself look good." she said and i laughed, niggas was funny.

"you think i was gone get mad over that? i wish i fuckin would." i said and shook my head.

"so you not mad?" she asked.

"mad fa what? cause he tryna get witchu? or cause he was speakin on me?" i asked.

she shrugged, "both i guess."

"awe well, nah i ain't mad. i could easily have you if i ain't basically gotchu already so he ain't no competition, no nigga at that." i said.

"i just wanted ta make sure, don't get all worked up." she mumbled.

"you want him a some?" i asked her and she turned up her lip.

"exactly so why would i be mad?" i said and shrugged it off.

"you not slick neither." she said and i looked her, "whatchu talkin bout?"

"if i wanted you i could easily have you blah blah blah, what's that supposed ta mean?" she asked.

"what? you want me ta lie and be like we just friends? cause i'm pretty sure we done pass that and we both know neither of us goin no whea once this lil project over."

"i guesss."

"nah you know im right."