He finally asked for my number just like that, OUT OF THE FUCKING BLUE! The guy I've had a crush on for how long. 

Imaani Cyrus has always been more reserved always on her phone unless she's at work. She barely has friends cus she's had to move most of her life not used to staying in one place till the became an adult moved to New York City and got a job and her own place.
Imaani's life has always had its ups and downs or as she likes to call it Alot of excess bullshit.
One text can really change alot of things for good or Bad. In Imaani's case WHO KNOWS?!.

Can I Have Your Number

"I dunno Sarah, I'm just happy I guess" I smile and take another bite out of my cupcake 


"Who wouldn't be happy? You have a sexy, rich, handsome boyfriend. If I were you, I'd have people pay me just to see me outside" 


"You're dramatic. You didn't add nice. Besides all that, he's nice." I smile gently once I remember Jax 


"Fuck nice!" She flips me off and excuses herself to use the restroom 


She halts halfway "What?" She laughs "He should be lucky he has not hurt you if not, I'd nail his balls to my wall." She struts off majestically 


Sarah once shaved a guy's hair who called her a stuck-up bitch. Then sticks the cut hair pieces to the windshield of his car. 


My mind goes to everything Jax told me last time. And my heart breaks for him all over again. I hate that the child he once was didn't get to be a child and just enjoy his childhood. I hate everyone that ever hurt him. They deserve worse than what they did to him. 


Aaliyah