Isra.
“Is that what you’re wearing?” Kellan asked when I was all dressed up, I stared down at the Jean skirt I had put on and a jersey shirt.
“We ain’t hanging out.” He muttered and placed his hand on his hips. “You don’t have jeans or leggings. We are going to the field and we are going there to train, not for fun.”
Declan came close to him and placed a hand over his shoulders. “What he is saying is that you should change your skirt.”
I nodded and Declan, and went back to my room to change into a skinny jean and a black top. It was an oversized black shirt, I had to tie it at the back pack my hair in a ponytail, and brush my edges.
“You are always looking pretty in everything you wear,” Delcan said as I came down from the stairs. “Too bad, I won’t be going with you,” He pouted.
I smiled at him ……
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