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VERY OLD DONT SAY NOTHING DUMB. I WAS 15. Thanks. Read newer books for better writing idk what to say.

May 28th

"Aaron downstairs. Hurry up." Jaylani said as she swung her sisters door open.

"Tell him I'm coming."

"But you're not. You still don't have on shoes."

"So?"

"Lying ass bitch. But it's okay. I'll lie for you." Jaylani gave a fake smile and closed the door.

She was dressed she just didn't have on a jacket. Her sister was so technical and picky. Out of all of her siblings Jaylani and Isys had the worst mouths, when Naomi came around none of it was flying though and they knew that.

Laylani grabbed her phone and made her way down the steps, tucking a strand of loose hair behind her ear. It was hot as hell even though the sun was going in the process of going down.

"Where you going?" Nasir asked, looking his daughter up and down flatly.

"Aaron, his friends, and my best friend."

"You not gon get cold?"

"It's 70 degrees."

"I think you might get cold. And that is probably gonna annoy you too." He said, pointing towards her belly ring.

"Dad it's fine."

"Mmmm I don't want you catching a cold."

"It's 70-"

"Leave. He's holding you up cause he don't want you to go." Naomi said, popping her head from around the corner.

"Okay bye."

When she got outside Aaron was waiting for her with other people in the car. She didn't look around when she got in because really she saw the same faces everyday.

Laylani got in the car and sighed, feeling uncomfortable for some strange reason. She looked around and saw a new face.

"This is Tay. He's Ciara's friend but he don't be around other people a lot." Aaron said, pulling out of their drive way.

Tay looked down at his phone, still not speaking.

"He think he a hot nigga so don't mind the attitude." Ciara added.

"Hi." She said nicely, waving at the boy who was interested in something on his phone.

"Wassup." He turned to face her and gave her a casual head nod.

Laylani wasn't a conversation person so she didn't know how to respond. He didn't look like he was one either so she decided that an introduction would be enough.

When he spoke her she was surprised. His voice was sort of deep and he was really good looking. He was darkskin with tattoos along his arms and neck but he also seemed young. No older than 18.

He had pretty hair.

It was in sort of small twists but when he turned to look at her he moved it out of his face and she noticed the clean temp fade that probably hid behind his shoulder length hair most of the time.

He licked over his bottom lip and turned to her again, looking like he was about to ask a question.

"You got a lighter?" He asked, feeeling around his pocket.

"Yeah." She mumbled, pulling out the one her dad just gave her.

"Aight. Youn mind the way weed smell like Ciara do or nun?"

"Her pothead ass could care less. But that shit stink."  Ciara said, knowing he was gonna get on her head for no reason.

"I ain't ask yo complaining ass. I could care less if youn like it." He retorted, grabbing the lighter out of Naylanis hand.

"How y'all friends again?" Aaron asked. Seemed liked he hated her.

"Parents."

"So if our parents weren't friends you wouldn't-"

"No I wouldn't. You too talkative. Not even that, you just be talkin bout bullshit."

"No I don't."

"He act like he hates you."

"He hate everybody. That's just how he is."

"Whatever. You can roll with nails on?" He asked, turning to Laylani.

"Yeah."

"Do it for me and you can smoke wit me." Tay handed her the backwood and watched Ciara's face twist up at the smell.

Laylani just shrugged and did it because rolling was easy. She didn't care about smoking his shit because she had her own.

"Y'all about to stink my car the fuck up." Aaron complained.

"So? Drive nigga."

"You so rude."

"No I ain't."

"Laylani he rude ain't he?"

Yes.

She looked up and saw Tay looking at her expectantly, like he was waiting for an answer. He genuinely didn't feel like he was mean, he just spoke his mind.

Her face began to heat up and she shook her head no, wanting him to stop looking at her.

"What you say?"

"Nope." She shook her head. Saying what he wanted to hear seemed like the best answer.

"I hope you don't think he cute or nothing. Never trust a nigga named Tay." Ciara warned playfully.

"What?" Laylani asked, not expecting for Ciara to put her on the spot like that.

"Don't repeat that dumbass shit." Tay said seriously.

"Watch me do it anyways. Niggas named Tay ain't shit and I don't care what you say in defense."

"Das cap. I ain't ever cheated on nobody."

"What do you count as cheating?"

"Fuckin. If I ain't have sex with nobody else during a relationship I ain't cheat."

"Bye you ain't shit. Gettin head is cheating, kissing is cheating, touching too much is cheating, liking somebody else is cheating without cheating."

"Oh. Then ion know." He laughed, not knowing how to respond to that.

"Exactly."

"I wasn't looking at him like that anyways." Laylani mumbled.

"Girl bye I didn't catch you but I know you was looking at his ugly ass. Everybody do."

"Cause I'm fine as fuck I don't blame em."

"You not even allat. You just a black ass nigga with nice hair, tattoos, nice skin, and height on you."

"Sounds like you callin me fine."

"Not even. You look like... you look like.."

"I look like what?" He turned to Laylani and ignored Ciara's mouth.

"I- no? I don't know?"

"It's okay you cute too." He said bluntly, making her face heat up. Ciara looked between them and made a face.

"Could you not flirt with my cousin?"

"I ain't flirtin. I said she was cute. It don't take rocket science to tell when somebody look good."

"Mhm. Leave her alone."

"I might." Tay joked before pulling from the fat backwood laylani pearled. He was just playing. For all he knew the girl was sixteen or some shit. She was small. He was seventeen but he ain't like younger girls. Most of his ex's were older than him.

He handed it to her and she did the same, leaning back a little bit.

Tay noticed her feet up not touching the car floor and laughed to himself. "How tall are you."

"My grandma I guess. Everybody else in my family is five eight and up except for me. The doctor said I got a few more years to grow but right now I'm five two."

Laylani hated her height. Everybody in her family was tall with long slim legs except for her. Her moms shape and height was gorgeous.

"Why you lying? You ain't five two you four eleven."Aaron retorted.

"If I say I'm five two I'm five two. That doctor don't know how to measure height." She said shortly, not wanting to hear it.

"You small as hell." Tay laughed, just noticing her feet not touching the floor of the car when she sat back.

"You're...?"

"Six three."

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"You look tired." Ciara said as her friend leaned to the side.

"Nope. Just a lil high. A lil bit. A lil lil bit."

"Ciara re twist my shit. MiMi out of town and Tracey mad at me." Tay said, scratching his head.

"I don't know how to do that shit. Ask Aaron."

"Just because I dabble in gay shit from time to time don't make me arrogant tae. Fuck on out my face." Aaron snapped, pushing her hand off his shoulder.

He wasn't flamboyant or feminine, he just liked what he liked. You'd never really guess that he was into boys but if you did you'd know he wasn't a bottom. He would fight any nigga that touched his ass.

"Okay damn."

"Aye." Tay looked at Laylani and tapped her shoulder.

"Hm?"

"You can twist?"

"Yeah?"

"That sounded like a question."

"Yeah."

"Do it for me." He got down from the bed and stood in front of her, scratching his head again.

"That's not how you talk to people." Ciara had been dealing with his funky ass attitude for years now and it hadn't changed in the slightest.

"How else was I sposed to say it?"

"You ask nigga. Do it for me. Like damn demanding ass."

"That's how I talk."

"Exactly, rude."

"I don't give a fuck. Leave me alone." Tay said, walking into Ciara's bathroom.

"Get out nigga!"

"No." He grabbed her spray bottle and comb, already knowing how this went. He used to sit down and have his mom twist his hair up, but when he was younger it was way longer than it currently was.

Tay handed Naylani the comb and the spray bottle, looking at her expectantly as she sat there quietly,

"LayLay." Aaron called her name and she looked over at him, snapping back into reality. She had a bad habit of zoning out and being high made it worse.

Tay grabbed her legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed before sitting down on the floor, just like he always did when he got his hair done.

"Oh yeah. Sorry." She apologized, remembering what was going on.

"You good."

Ciara began playing a movie on her TV as Laylani moved one twist out of the way and pinned the rest up, admiring his pretty hair. He'd cut it off and grew it back within a year, liking his silky curly hair more than his hair short and waved up.

"He has pretty hair." She whispered to herself, spraying water on the twist and watching his hair curl up immediately.

"What you say?"

"Nothin."

Laylani twisted his hair and noticed how course it was. It was curly but thick and hard to twist, like it did what it wanted to do.

She flinched when he scooted up so his back would touch the bed, feeling one arm lay on her thigh like it was armrest and the other down as he bent his neck for her and scrolled through his phone.

Ciara looked over at her friend as she did the boys hair, seeing her face bright red. Hm. Tay.

"You good?" Aaron asked, noticing her flush expression as well.

"Yeah."

His name is Tay so you know he's gonna be evil.

First impressionsssssszzzzz >>>>

Tay isn't gonna have a faceclaim so womp womp.

I couldn't find anyone who matched up with how I imagined him.
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Elias was 18 and Nasir was 19, hes 17. So keep the 'Elias would've..Nasir would've' comments to yourself because I will delete them with the quickness luv.

I'm about to work on chapter two of this book then the finale of TUON. After the finale I will be focused on this book, and the finale shall be uploaded by tomorrow night.

and Tays character will have you snatching yo bundles out and your frontal back. I don't have anything preplanned but I plan to piss y'all off with his character.

Period. Enjoy!