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iamsierra imma make him work for it

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user02 bye shes so pretty

dejavu TAX HIM OUT MAX HIM OUT MAKE THAT NIGGA SIT THERE!!!! iamsierra i know that's right

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_colebennett_ wavyuser22 this is so random

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druski and urban were unblocked, and jack, sadly, found out that he was not a member of that club, but still on the block list.

druski found out he was unblocked when he saw sierra on his explore page. he thought it was one of those random pages that repost random girls, but was surprised when it was the sierra. urban found out the same way, and when they brought it up to jack, they had hope that he was unblocked too. jack jumped at the mention of being unblocked, searched up her username only to come up short and with the notice that 'the user doesn't exist'.

"can i have my phone back now?" urban asks, annoyance laced in his voice. jacks been using his phone to stalk sierras six photos, scrolling through all of the comments, and getting pissed when he sees people he knows—his friends—in her comments.

"hold on," jack mumbles, scrolling through the comments on her newest post. "why the fuck is cole in her comments?" he asks, throwing his arms up in frustration. urban motions for his phone and jack tosses it back to him.

"i dont know man. you know cole," he says, shrugging. cole is a nice and good looking guy, he was always cool with sierra. though she was never in any of jacks music videos, he made her feel like she was apart of the process, even if she was just watching from the shadows. he actually encouraged her to be in the 'thru the night' video. sierra and cole have only been cordial, but to jacks knowledge, they only interacted when he was around. maybe those earrings really werent his own pair.

"let me see that picture again," jack says, holding his hand out for urbana phone. urban scoffs.

"yeah, no. relax, man," he says, pocketing his phone and pulling out his camera, sifting through the photos hes taken in the last couple of days. most are from the club on friday, and that was three days ago.

jack bites his nails anxiously. he halfway spins himself in each direction in the swivel chair he's sitting in. his anxiety is coming from a number of things, but all can be linked back to sierra. it's not just the fact that he's unblocked, it's the caption plus the fact that it's been a couple days and he hasn't heard from her. imma make him work for it. he knows it's not going to be easy, to even be on good terms with her. but he knows how he feels about sierra, and probably always will. he's willing to go that extra mile.

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wiping her makeup off with a remover, she mumbles the lyrics to pick up your feelings by jasmine sullivan.

i aint got the room for extra baggagedon't forget to come and pick up yourfeelingsdon't leave no pieces

sierra tosses the wipe in the trash and lets out a breath. she stares at herself in the mirror, not sure what she's looking for. she bites the inside of her cheek when jasmine sullivan gets to the second verse. it's all too familiar and on point with how she's currently feeling, and had felt for the past few months.

she hasn't called jack because shes unsure if she should take that risk. if it ends up just like the first time, she's not sure if she'd be able to take that. it would break her so badly, shes definitely sure she'd never be the same. sierra knows that letting him back in so easily would be a mistake, like walking in a field full of land mines: one wrong move and the whole thing blows up.

sierras thoughts are interrupted when her phone rings the familiar tone of a facetime call. she looks at her phone in confusion when she reads the name, but props it up and answers anyway.

"hey?" she says, taking her hair out of the bun it's currently in. his phone is propped up on his chest and it's clear he's in bed because of his headboard.

"whats poppin?" cole says. she narrows his eyes at him as she rakes her fingers through her hair. "too soon?"

"bro," she says, chuckling despite herself. cole laughs too and she shakes her head. "but nothing. whats going on?"

"no much. just thought i'd hit you up," he says. sierra continues to fix her hair, pretending he didn't say the words he just did. if cole is flirting with her, he needs to stop because it's going a flat out no from sierra every single time. they're too much of friends, and she's friends with his ex. besides, he's not really even her type. "but how's work?" he asks after a few beats of silence.

sierra sighs. "it's a lot, and technically im not full time, but i work twelve hour shifts four days a week," she says. sometimes, she worries that she picked the wrong career path. but it's when patients thank her for simple things, she realizes that all of this exhaustion is worth it.

"still can't drive?" cole asks. sierra flips him off and his jaw drops and his eyes widen. "you still haven't learned? how old are you?"

"shut the fuck up, i get around just fine!" she says. it's a combination of ride share apps, her sister, and her friends if they're willing. mostly, she gets an uber and will get dropped off by a coworker, or one of the three people previously mentioned.

"alright, fine. you busy wednesday?" cole asks.

"for what?"

"chill. lyrical lemonades fourth birthday is coming up, and i'm throwing a little gathering," cole states.

"oh! congrats, cole!"

"thank you. so are you down to come? it's gonna be chill, bring your girls if you want," he replies. sierra pulls her hair back into a loose bun and holds onto the edge of the counter as she considers.

"i got work the next day. i don't know..." she says. "and i have some stuff due on friday." sierra adds, trying to convince herself not to go. really, it's just the chance that jack will be there, or cole might make a move on her. it's been too much interaction with him lately.

"oh, okay," cole says, but it comes out sadly. sierra looks down at her phone at cole, who is now paused. she feels bad.

"ill go, cole. i'll call jas and deja," she says, the guilt creeping in. lyrical lemonade is important to him, and she wants to be there to commemorate that with him. he's talented.

"it's fine, sierra."

"no it's not. what time it start?"

"eight."

"bet. and you'll pick us up, right?" she asks. cole gets off of pause and they look at each other for a few moments. she quirks an eyebrow at him.

"sure," he says.

"cool," it's awkward now, and cole says he has to go. they say their goodbyes and hang up, sierras music starting again. she skips the jasmine sullivan song, only for marvins room to come on next. sierra rolls her eyes, but doesn't skip it. she lip syncs the voicemail part as she leans into the mirror to pick at her face.

she finished messing with her face and grabs a emerald green silk scarf and wraps it around her hair, leaving it far back enough so that front of her hair is still sticking out.

grabbing her phone, sierra goes to her living room and takes a seat on her couch. she pulls her legs up onto the couch and tucks them underneath her. she turns on the TV for background noise and starts scrolling through her social media accounts. twitter is first; liking a few funny tweets and retweeting ones about self love and growth.

her scrolling comes to a halt at the promotion of an ad with his face on it. sierra bites the inside of her cheek, unsure how to feel. her twitter and personalized ads were free of him for a long time—but all it took was mentioning him out loud once. phones really are listening.

sierra exits out of twitter and goes to instagram. she likes and responds to comments of her friends and even random accounts. she's stopped once again when she comes across coles comment. it's simple, innocent, and hes commented on her stuff before. this one feels slightly different, but maybe it's because she hasn't posted in awhile. she's unsure, so she ignores it and sets her phone down.

just as she starts to get into the show on TV, there's a knock at her door. sierra pushes herself off of the couch and walks over to the front door and looks in the peephole. she freezes when she sees whos behind it, and considers pretending she's not home. but he knocks again after a few seconds, and she can't resist. "what are you doing here?" sierra asks, her eyebrows furrowed.

jack takes in her appearance, a small smile on his face. he's always liked her in scrubs, and not just because the way they make her ass look. they make her look sweet, and he likes knowing that she saves lives. "wassup?"

"what do you want jack?"

"once again, i am here under your recommendation. you told me to put in some effort, and i am," he says, putting his hands in the pocket of his forest green hoodie. he's wearing a pair of matching sweats and gray new balances—his signature look.

i did say that, she thinks. "i also said id call you," sierra replies, looking up at him. jack runs a hand through his curls and it takes everything in her to not weaken at the sight.

"have you thought about it?" he asks. of course she has, it's been on her mind since he came over the other day. every time she thinks of it, the answer seems clear. of course she wants to try again—she's still in love with him and never stopped. but he comes with so much more than baggage, that she's not sure that she can take it all on again and not end up disappointed. she'd consult in her friends, but itd only confuse her even more.

"a little," she lies, touching her hand to her bun. jack makes a face like he knows that she's lying, but he doesn't say anything either way.

he nods and looks down at the ground before looking back up at sierra. she shifts her weight to her other foot. jack drags his down the length of her body and she presses herself into the door. "are we done?" she asks, eager to get his roaming eyes off of her so she can remember to breathe again.

jack shrugs and holds his arms out to the side before dropping them, his hands slapping the sides of his legs as they come down. "i guess," he says.

but they both know that they're far from done.

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delizzle on instgram is who sierra is modeled after!! i love ha!

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