ִ ࣪ 𖤐 CHAPTER ONE . . .
{ real life , text messages }

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AMARA SITS ON MATT's bed as the movie 'clueless' plays on a laptop in front of them. matt would normally never watch movies like this, but since amara's appearance at his house is always a blessing, he always lets her choose.

"i don't get why tai is so obsessed with this elton guy." matt speaks, his head tilting as he does so.

"because he's hot, duh." amara responds in a blatantly obvious tone, not noticing the way matt slightly frowns as her eyes are too focused on the movie in front of her. "wait," her eyebrows furrow, taking a closer look at elton on the screen and then over to matt, who happens to be already looking at her, "you kind of look like elton."

"excuse me?" there's offense in matt's tone as he's completely caught off guard by what was just said. "i do not look like elton." he pauses the movie, having a feeling things will escalate.

"yes you do." amara tries to convince him, him not believing her because the lack of confidence in her tone.

"wait," matt thinks back to what amara recently said, "didn't you call him hot?" he asks, his eyebrows raised as she nods her head, not understanding why he's bringing it up like a minute later. "are you calling me hot?"

amara snickers, almost choking on her spit at the abrupt question. "you wish." she teases.

matt rolls his eyes, deciding to change the topic instead of using this against her to a further extent. "is it just me or are you in the mood to go and bother nick.."

without further explanation, amara suddenly gets up and begins making her way downstairs with a giggle as matt follows behind her.

they get to nicks room, opening the door and catching him and chris setting up the board game 'sorry!' on the floor. nick snaps his neck at the sudden noise, gasping sarcastically as he sees who it is. "well look who decided to join us."

"shut up, nick." matt sternly says, sitting down in front of the color yellow without an invite because nick and chris have no other friends who happen to be playing. amara takes her usual seat in front of the color blue.

see, they play this game almost every time amara gets the chance to come over, the beef always being unmatched. they have unspoken rules, such as their colors. amara is always blue, chris is always red, nick is always green, and matt is always yellow. matt doesn't like the color yellow much, but he would never give up the opportunity to sit next to amara, since yellow and blue are placed next to each other.

twenty minutes into the game and matt is out to get amara. she knocked two of his pieces off and back to the start already and he's seeking revenge.

it's his turn to pick up a card, and when he picks up an eight, he smirks mischievously. of course he counted the number he needed in advance.

he innocently moves his piece eight squares ahead, acting shocked when he steals amara's square and kicks her piece back to her start.

"matt!" she exclaims, groaning as chris laughs. his try hard ass already won the game about five minutes ago, successfully getting all of his pieces into his home, so he's taking this opportunity to hate on everybody. "you're dead." she warns matt.

matt sticks his tongue out in response, amara's immediate reflex is attempting to take her phone out of her pocket and taking a picture to use as blackmail.

attempting.

when amara realizes that her phone is still upstairs in matt's room charging, her heart sinks to her ass.

"shit!" she exclaims, getting up and running upstairs. if her dad or brother texted her, she's fucking done for.

when she arrives at matt's room, she runs over to the charging port, sighing when she sees eleven missed messages from her father. she instantly accepts defeat.

she tells matt —who followed behind her— to start planning her funeral as she hesitantly takes her phone out of the charger and reads the messages.

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dad 🩷

dad 🩷 — amara's father
Amara 👑 — amara

dad 🩷
Where are you
*17m*

dad 🩷
Are you still at Tatum's house?
Yes or no
*14m*

dad 🩷
Hello?
*10m*

dad 🩷
Amara.
*7m*

dad 🩷
Answer this phone
I'm telling Kai to pick you up
You better be with Tatum
Where are you
*4m*

dad 🩷
If I find out you've been with a boy your getting your phone thrown across the fucking room
Text me back now
*2m*

tatum 💗

tatum 💗 — tatum
mars bar 🍫 — amara

mars bar 🍫
TATUM
OH MY GOD
TATUM
PLEASE
TATUM
TATUM

tatum 💗
YOURE INTERRUPTING MY EVERYTHING SHOWER
WHAT HAPPENED

mars bar 🍫
IM GOING TO FUCKING DIE
REST IN PEACE
DEAD.

tatum 💗
JESUS
WHATS WROMT

mars bar 🍫
MY DAD.
HE.
FUCKCKCK
IM AT MATTS HOUSE AND I LEFT MY PHONE UPSTAIRS AND I COME BACK TO ELEVEN MISSED MESSAGES FROM MY DAD
IM GOING TO DIE.

tatum 💗
OH FUCKEM
JUDT SAY YOURE AT MY HIUSE

mars bar 🍫
I DID
KAI IS SUPPOSEDLY TOUNG TO PICJ ME UP

tatum 💗
WHAT
UR ALL THE WAY ACROSS THE NEIGHBORHOOF
LIKE TEN WHOLE HLOCKS DOWN
U BETTER HAVE UR RUNNING SHIES ON

mars bar 🍫
MY 4's ARE ON 💔💔
TATUM IN GOING TO DIE
IM NOT GOING TO GET THERE FAST ENOUGHT

tatum 💗
FUCKKKKKKKKK
AMARA
BRO
HOW FAR ARE YOU

mars bar 🍫
I DIDNT LEAVE UET

tatum 💗
AMARA WHAT ARE YOU WAITIMG FOR YOU STUPID CUNT

mars bar 🍫
I CANR GET THIS SHOE ON

tatum 💗
MAYBE TRY OUTTING UR PHONE DOWN FOR A SEC
GENIUS

mars bar 🍫
HOW WOULD THAT WORK
update: it worked
RUNNING

tatum 💗
WHAT DID U TELL UR DAD

mars bar 🍫
..

tatum 💗
AMARA.

mars bar 🍫
TATUM

dad 🩷

dad 🩷 — amara's father
Amara 👑 — amara

dad 🩷
He is on his way
Amara if you are not there you are getting your ass whooped
*14secs*

Amara 👑
i'm sorry
im with tatum

dad 🩷
What the fuck happened
I was so worried dumbass

Amara 👑
me and her were watching a movie and i left my phone charging in her room
i'm sorry

dad 🩷
Do you understand how I just felt

Amara 👑
i'm sorry

dad 🩷
Stop saying that
I'll talk to you when you get home

Amara 👑
ok

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first chapter is alr full of chaos
^^ much more to come 😈😈

i'm so sleep deprived idk what to say

THANK YOU FIR GIVINT THIS A CHANCE I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE FIRST CHAOTER 🫶🫶

- mina