SHAYLA ALVEZ
harlem, new york ; her apt.
[ 7:23 a.m ]

when shayla woke up she saw that dd was still on the phone, just with his camera off. "good morning." she mumbled as she pulls her phone up to her eyesight.

she was pulled aback when she noticed that he was awake also, "morning pretty." dd grumbled as he got back onto camera. now his face had come into view but his curls were blocking his face so you could barely see him.

shayla found herself staring as she looked and saw that he didn't have any shirt on na donkey saw his sweatpants since he had his phone side ways. dd smirked as he saw shayla's face grow flustered as she backed out the camera. "wassup mama, you see sum ya want?"

shayla kissed her teeth as she got up from her bed, taking her phone with her. "no."

dd let out a dramatic gasp before letting out a breathy laugh which sounded like a windex bottle to shayla causing her to laugh along.

shayla then walked out her room to see that neither her mom or her sister was seen or heard. she would think at least her mom would be up for no particular reason but she wasn't, but what she did see was a note on the fridge as she got closer to the kitchen.

it read, caro and me are at davari's house. we won't be back til next friday.

shayla let out a sigh since this wasn't the first time her mom had taken herself and caro to her caro's dad's house which was navia's, shayla's mom babydaddy. shayla subconsciously frowned because now she was gonna be in her apartment alone, paying the bills by herself for the next two weeks almost.

"yo shay, you good mama?" dd asked since he could see from the bottom where shayla was holding her phone. but she could still tell she was not happy.

shayla nodded nonetheless. "yeah. can i call you back tho? or we'll see each other at school."  she suggests causing dd to look at her weird. "what happened pretty?"

shayla laughed softly at how worried dd sounded, "i'm good forreal. i just need to figure somethin out." right after she told him that dd started begging  to stay on the phone, he literally started whining which made shayla feel bad.

"but mama i neeeddd you. like i needa be around you foreal. like even wit this stupid ass facetime it's not good enough, let's just say on call while you get ready. pleaseee." shayla looked down at her phone screeen to see dd pouting which was basically no way out for not say yes. "fine." she sighed.

shayla decided to plug in her airpods since dd wouldn't even let her go shower by herself and she was bored so she just let him talk about anything while she got herself ready for the day. when she finished bathing herself she decided to slip on a simple outfit, a graphic design sweatshirt with a pair of seamless leggings. she let her natural shoulder length curls out since she had just washed her hair in the shower, only deciding to do some edges.

shayla propped her phone against her vanity mirror, not even noticing dd's full face was in the camera and now taking facetime photos. she slipped on her black tusman ugg slippers because she didn't care if it was may, those are the most comfortable things on her feet.

"yo shayla i think you just go more beautiful.. what the fuck." dd said as he rolls his hands over his face like he was stressing out cause he honestly was.

dd fell fast and hard so if shayla kept looking like that he was sure he was gonna fall in love. now dd was a lot of things but a hoe was not one, at least he wouldn't call himself a hoe. he never led anyone on if he didn't actually have any interest in them cause he was not a cheater.

shayla now had no experience with love whatsoever because as soon as somebody put interest in her she was honestly just oblivious to the fact. and she felt like if she had to be in relationship she wouldn't be good at it because of how busy she always was.

but with dd was another story because to her he was like a lil but that won't go away but she doesn't make a move to move it away from her.

shayla walked in her class with a boring expression on her face before her eyes landed on her bestfriend, milani. the brownskin girl quickly made her way to milani that was already sleeping and the class hadn't even start.

"milani wake the fuck up." shayla whisper-shouted causing milani to wake up in a panic, "wha? what happened?" milani looked around in confusion as she rubbed her eyes.

shayla let out a small laugh. "you alway fallin asleep and class hasn't even started."

milani kisses her teeth as she leans back into her chair. "man, shi like that don't even matter if there's a sub. and mrs laurel not here, hooray!" milani clapped as she grinned and shayla couldn't help but felt the same exact way,

"right i was gettin tired of ha ass—" shayla's sentence was interrupted by the loud voice of her math teacher. shayla wanted to disintegrate right there and then.

mrs laurel was very strict about her seating arrangements so if you weren't in the correct on you would get written so quickly you would dent even had known. shayla didn't even have to say anything to milani but get up from her seat then walk right back to her designated one.

shayla haven't even realized dd had been in this class the whole time before she heard loud snoring come from her side causing her to turn her table and see the sleeping boy. she saw the peaceful look on his face, which she found very pretty.

she didn't know to wake him up or not but she did it anyway because she figured somebody would like if you work them up in a teacher's class who could get you in detention for just sleeping.

"dd, wake up." she whispered shouted again.

dd mumbled about something incoherently before lifting his head up, rubbing his face up and down with the palm of his hands. dd scrunched his face up when he noticed the brownskin teacher that everybody hated was actually present.

"what the fuck bro? ain't we had a sub?" dd asked before looking at shayla for a answer but she just shrugged. the twos conversation was cut short when mrs laurel started talking, "and you will all have an assignment to do that will require you to have a partner. come up to the board to see your partners."

shayla and milani immediately look at each other when the teacher said that. most of them time when mrs. laurel did this they always ended up with each other so they had nothing to worry about.

shayla got up from her seat and walked towards the board, standing a little to the side since everyone was crowding the board. she squinted her eyes and saw her name with somebody else's next to it that read, SHAYLA & DAVID.

shayla pursed her lips together at that, looking back at milani who had a obvious frown on her face. this was the first time in a long time they didn't get paired up with each other.

now shayla didn't mind being partnered up with dd but it was just that right afterwards she had to go to work then go home to clean the hell of a house. she wasn't even sure she was gonna have time to do her own homework.

the worst thing about it was that the assignment was due in two days. shayla didn't want dd to go out his way to make a schedule just for a assignment when she could just do it by herself.

shayla walked back to her seat where she saw dd scrolling on his phone, he didn't even bother to go up there and saw who he was partnered with. "dd." shayla whispered causing dd to turn his head to her, shutting off his phone, giving shayla his unattended attention.

"wassup pretty?"

shayla let out a breath of nervousness, she didn't know why she was nervous. she was never nervous.

"uh, we got partnered up together." shayla told him. dd's lips fall into a cheesy smile with all his teeth which almost made shayla smile just as hard as him cause his smile was just so cute.
"oh word?"

shayla nodded in response. "but like this is the problem. i'm literally never at home and I don't wanna put you in trouble jus to finish this project when i could do this myself. cause i got work afta this and shi so like. ion know." she rants.

dd shrugs cause he doesn't really care about the assignment. he honestly just wanted to stpend time with the girl, "we can do whateva you want mama. i don't go to bed til like five in the mornin, plus i sleep better when i'm wit youuuuu."

dd tries to slip in the small sentence but shayla definitely caught on and she heard her voice almost choke up. cause how does he say that and expects her not to feel some way.

shayla scratched her curly hair, still maintaining eye contact with the boy. "uhm. are you gonna be able to do it at like ten? if that's too late then ion know," shayla estimated at when she would probably be back home and settled down in her room comfortably.

"whatever you want ma."

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shayla laughed as she listened the her worker friend, amora talk about her whereabouts with her lil yea yea. "this nigga ain't nobody foreal. hittin up my line talm bout 'i want you to have my babies,' nigga what??"

amora and shayla were both coincidentally the same age working the same hours at the hair salon. they got along very well too. amora was easy to talk to since she talk a lot while Shayla just listened, putting her two cents sometimes.

"you gon give him those babies?"

"hell the fuck no!! the fuck?" amora yells as she braids her customers hair with a fast pace. shayla laughed softly as she did her last braid on her own customer, "do you want me to do your edges?" shayla asked the darkskin lady who nodded with excitement.

shayla was actually supposed to charge someone if they did there lashes but she did it out of kindness. she grabbed the pink brush she used to slick back baby hairs, sticking it into the gel she uses.

she started doing the lady's edges, ignoring amora who randomly started squealing. she thought nothing of it but continued to do her customer's edges but amora slapped her arm causing her to drop the brush.

shayla kisses her teeth. "bro amora you ain't have to do allat."

shayla bends down to pick up the brush from the floor before hearing amora start speaking. "no you do not get it shayla. there's this fine ass nigga out of our store and he look exactly like that david nigga i was talking about a couple days ago!" amora fangirls as she fans herself dramatically.

shayla shakes her head, not even noticing the name that amora had said. "then go talk to him. didn't you say he viewed your story?" shayla suggests as she makes her way to the sink to wash the brush.

"okay but like wow he so fine." amora gazes the back of someone's head causing shayla to burst out into laughter because how you call someone fine if you only see the back of there head.

"that's the back of someone's head mora. be forreal."

amora sighs, shaking her head before getting back to braiding her customers hair. shayla finishes doing the edges of the lady who left her a 40 dollar tip on the counter. shayla smiles before slipping the money in her purse.

"my shift ends now, lanai gave me a short one. i got a project do wit a friend." shayla tells amora, felling her in on anything that happens at her school because amora goes to school in the bronx.

amora smirks at this, "friend what friend?"

shayla smacks her lips together, feeling her cheeks heat up but not that much to the pint you could notice because of her dark complexion. "what til i catch you outside amora." shayla tells her, not thinking of the words that came out her mouth.

"come on! go get ya man!"

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NOTE— LET ME COOK , LET ME COOK 👩🏾‍🍳. a lil filler ik this sucked dick but i jus needed to update 🙁. next chapter gon be better , trust 🤗. see ya later pookies 😍😍.