-*if your not a very good PG 13 person, don't read this artigo lol* -
Prince: Just please...
//I walk upstairs, outside the door of my bedroom\\
Prince: Alright...look...(Sighs) Don't go with Prodigy.
Me: (Looks at him taken aback) You don't tell me what to do.
Prince: I will if I want to.
Me: Jacob, just stop! We're over, we've been over for two months now!
Prince: BUT I STILL HAVE.....(Takes a deep breath then talks soft and calmly) But I still have feelings for you.
Me: (Silence then I look down)
Prince: (Gives me the MOST passionate kiss EVER then pulls back slowly) Can we just secretly be together?
Me: Stop talking to me! (About to walk away)
Prince: (Grabs my arm) Kendra!
Me: Listen boy, i will karate chop yo self to china if you don't let me go!!
Prince: (Releasing me then slaps my a$$)
Me: Ok that's it.
Prince: (Runs downstairs)
//So i'm running after Prince bc of that little moment he had -_-\\
Me: I'm gonna get you!!
Prince: No you're not!! I'm gonna- (Trips over Prodigy's foot then falls)
Prod: I win. I want my prize to be some burgers.
Me: (Bursts out laughing)
Prince: (Stands up) Prodigy, what the lorota, fudge man!! You had your foot out on-
Prod: It was....by accident. (Smirks)
Me: (Laughs again then walks upstairs)
//I was in the bathroom fixing my hair actually *Sweat makes my hair go POOF lol* then I opened the bathroom door to see Prodigy\\
Prod: Hey...(Walking in, making me walk back then closes the door)
Me: Uhh....can I leave?
Prod: Or......do you want to go out with me?
Me: No. *??*
Prod: (Rudely) No? Why the hell no?
Me: Don't pergunta me, now move.
Me: (Looks at him like "TF?") What?
Prod: (Mocking me) Don't pergunta me, now sit.
Me: You don't know who you're talking to. (Attempting to push him away)
Prod: (Pushes me on the rugged bathroom floor) Lets get something straight btch, you don't mess with me. You don't fcking talk to someone like that when they're older than you.
Me: You're 16, my age.
Prod: I'm 17.
Me: DID EVERYBODY IN THIS GROUP LIE ABOUT THEIR AGE!!!
Prod: Roc is really 15. Now, let me try again....do you want to go out with me?
Prod: (Balls one of his fists)
How bad can it be?
Me: Fine. Dang, Craig I thought you were a nice boy.
Prod: I am. (Unlocks door) I just needed to get you straight.
Me: (Stands up) Ima get you straight, fool!!!
Prod: (Smiles then grabs one of my hands) Then come and get me straight. (Pulls me out)
Ooooo, what are Prod & Kendra gon do!?
Who does Kendra prefer better? Prodigy or Princeton!