"say excuse me, rude ass."

     nat rolls her eyes at a short boy who bumped into her. this moment is when i realize, nat has really nice curly hair. and her hair always smells like coconuts. plus she never fails to match her perfume with her hair products, so she overall just smells like coconuts. and she has the cutest little button nose.

oh my god, am i falling in love with nat?

"stop staring at me like that. holy shit why is everyone so annoying today." she huffs with an annoyed expression displayed.

all of a sudden, a boy creeps up on her and fake chokes her with his elbow, squeezing her face.

"WHO THE FUCK- precious, hold my shit. on god imma beat this bitch up." she drops her bag and i pick it up as soon as it drops the floor, meanwhile she digs her nails into him. she turns around to see hamzah and immediately calms down.

"hamzah. you're fucking annoying, damn can't you see a bitch is having a bad day?" she almost snatches the bag from my hand. this is ordinary nat behavior.

i look at him. "hey hamzah. you're really bad at sneaking up to people." i pat his curly hair. which feels weirdly soft. i have such a thing for curly haired people, and yet i have to use heat on mine to get their texture.

"i'm sorry natty. listen, i'll buy you something to eat later. alright?" he says wrapping his arm around her.

"two sandwiches. one for me and one for precious." she looks down at me, "yeahhh precious! we getting free fooood!"

i fake smile at both of them, today i just wanted to relax. not really eat with somebody i barely know, let alone make him pay too. but i get him and nat were always close. they have a sister-brother bond. which i literally never had with any other guy in my life, my own brother barely even communicates with me. so maybe hamzah can be the one i've never had.

a really hot brother.

"wait– isn't it snowing later?" hamzah realizes from his weather app.

"boy, i don't even know. and it's almost april. shits crazy. snow should've stopped at february." she goes on her phone too.

the both of them are on their phones like 5 year olds who beg for their mom's phone to watch youtube.

i realize i don't really talk when we're with hamzah. i just can't get myself comfortable with him around nat. they have a strong bond, but i just started talking to hamzah a few days ago, like a full on conversation. and plus, we never ran into him this much like before. i see him almost everytime she's walking me to class.

"PRECIOUS DONT FORGET TO TEXT MEEEE!" nat yells when me and hamzah both go inside our class and she stays out the door. i turn around and give her a thumbs up. she mouths "i love you" to me, but hamzah still forms a heart with his hand and i draw one in the air.

me and hamzah both look at eachother with a 'shes crazy' expression and i start walking to my seat. he starts poking me to move faster. this boy sure is touchy.

i sit down and he sits down behind me.

"you know precious, you're really quiet." he whispers to me. while the teacher is putting in attendance. i take off my backpack and say, "i'm just tired."

THATS A LIE.

"mmm okay," he nods and furrows his eyebrows. i don't think he's believing it. "you sure you wanna go later? i don't think you really like me." he rests his head on his palm as he looks up at me with his big eyes.

"iiiii never said that," i say in a singy song voice, well, fuck it. i might as well tell him the truth. "okay, i'm gonna be completely honest with you. like honest, honest."

"i'm listening"

i start taking my notebooks out from my backpack, "i was just– i don't know, like around people i don't know that well, i just never really know what to say, since i barely know you. like i'm not really like nat, you know her social butterfly ass.."

he gives a slight smile, "okay good. i actually thought you didn't like me," he chuckles and gets closer to me, "but in all honesty, it just makes me wanna get to know you more."

i can't help but smile too. he has the exact same energy nat did when me and her first met. she didn't care if i was quiet, she still wanted to be close to me. i really don't know what they see in me, but i think i found my people.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.