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"Mi already know yaa 20, so when a yuh birthday?" I asked him.

"October 9," he said.

"Eww yaa libra," I made a face.

"Mi nuh believe Ina dem horoscope fuckry deh, when yuh born?" He spoke.

"August 6, pan di ppl dem good good holiday," I replied.

"Favorite color?" I asked him, now opening an X bar.

"Black," he replied.

"Black anuh color Tyreek," I said.

"Alright den, Navy Blue," he replied.

"Chro, which high school yuh used to go?"

"Cornwall, mi couldn't wait fi leff school to blct," he said.

"Why?" I chuckled.

"Principal did move like fish dawg, from mi do the last cxc mi nuh look back," he said shaking his head.

"Eee how much Cxc yuh have?" I asked him with my mouth full.

"9," he replied.

"Never know yaa bright boy, nerd," I teased him.

"Of course, nuh mi intelligence attract yuh," he chuckled.

"Move from yasso bout," I waved him off.

"How much yaav?" He asked.

"10 Cxc and 4 cape suh far," I told him.

"Oh, only two siblings yuh have?" He asked.

"Yeah mi Bredda dem," I replied.

"Drink the water, bare sweet sumn yaah eat b," he said passing me a bottle of 876 water.

"Thanks," I took it from him and screwed the cap before drinking some.

"Yuh own no business?" I asked him.

"No sah," he replied.

"Suppose scamming nuh work fi yuh?" I asked curiously.

"Dats why mi save and thing b, mi rich enough fi maintain mi self if mi fi stop scam right now," he said.

"Oh, just saying though it woulda good if yuh have more than once source a income, like how yuh love car yuh coulda start waah car rental business, and all when police stop yaa road inah yuh fancy car dem and waah know Wah yuh do fi a living, yuh just pop out yuh business card gi dem, dem affi talk to yuh good," I advised him.

"Mi never pree it suh enu," he rubbed his chin. "Facts yaa talk though, mi and yuh affi go siddung and talk bout dis waah next day, a business subject yuh take a school?"

"Yep," I replied.

"One day we a go siddung and chat bout dis zeen?" He said.

"Yeah," I replied.

"Wah yuh do inah yuh free time?" I asked him.

"Naav no free time inah ih game b, bang ih line 24/7," he said.

"Okay then, you already know I be reading every chance I get," I said.

"Mi know man," he chuckled.

"Taste this," I gave him a grape.

"Mi nuh eat dem sumn deh," he said.

"Taste ih sumn nuh," I pleaded.

He took one and placed it in his mouth.

"Wah special bout e?" He asked chewing.

"It's niceee, grape just hmmm," I closed my eyes eating one.

"Bredda tap make dem sound deh?" He said.

"What sound?" I asked obliviously.

"Nth Bredda," he said going on his phone.

"Sir we a have a conversation and yuh gone pan yuh phone," I rolled my eyes.

"Wul on b, waah skull a text mi," he said.

"Mhmm," I rolled my eyes and went back to eating my grapes.

Grape nice enuh.

"Wah yaa say now b," he said placing his phone down.

"Nth," I said uninterested.

"So why yuh Naah go no school today?"

"Because, tomorrow a report day, and that's just stupid," I said.

"So wah dat affi do with nth?" He asked.

"Cause mi woulda just go waste mi time sir," I said.

"Oh."

We sat there talking for a while and we got to know more about each other.

"Yuh waah taste e?" He asked referring to the rum he had in his cup.

"Wah e name?"

"Remy Martin, taste e," he handed me the cup.

I took a sip and immediately spit out everything on the grass beside us.

"Here, this nasty," I made up my face and handed him his cup.

I pulled a Bobbie and placed it in my mouth to get rid of the taste, while he lay in my lap laughing.

"If yuh say dis taste bad yuh nuh waah taste Campari then," he laughed.

"Mi alright," I said.

"Wah time yuh plan fi go home?" He asked.

"I don't know, what time now?" I replied.

"Okay, we can go now," I waited for him to get up since he was in my lap.

I took up an X bar and my water.

"Cyaa stay with mi?" He said when he got up.

"Yuh already know the answer," I told him getting up.

"Mhmm mk," he looked at me with low eyes.

"Stop look pah mi suh, and mi waah mi digestive dem next time so put them up," I told him.

He smirked.

"What?" I looked at him suspiciously.

He licked his lips.

"Nth fawud nuh," he said.

We walked through the house and got to the garage.

"Thanks," I chuckled when he opened my door.

"Mhmm."

He opened the gate before driving out.

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"Yuh waah mi follow yuh go up?" He asked when we reached the bottom of the road.

"No mi can go by mi self," I told him.

"A almost five a clock, mi nuh waah yuh walk go up desso by yuh self," he hissed.

"Tyreek nth Naah do mi, look pan when mi a leff school after evening class, nuh mi one walk go up," I said to him.

"Make sure," he glared at me.

"Frl."

"So mi Naah get no hug or nth?" He asked.

"No."

"Arrite Brittney Gwaan," he chuckled.

I leaned over and hugged him.

"Later," I told him.

"Call me when yuh reach up yer."

"Yes mi know," I said getting out and closing the door.

I walked up to my house and dialed his number as I opened the gate.

"Mi reach up," I told him when he answered.

"Alright later b," he said.

"Later," I said hanging up.

I closed the gate when I got in and made my way inside the house.

Bet nobody nuh cook and deh wait pan mi fi come dweet wid dem long belly.

When I got upstairs to my room I changed my clothes and plugged in my phone before going downstairs to the kitchen.

Mi Naah cook enu, mi ago warm up food from yesterday. Nth to mi and Dantรฉ like wi Sunday-Monday enu.

"What time tmr a yuh sumn?" Andre asked coming into the kitchen.

"9 o'clock," I replied.

"Ahh," he said.







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