Bad Witches by H. B. Akumiah

Author:H. B. Akumiah [Akumiah, H. B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blackstone Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Safiya

Omg Lionel!! Have you left NYC already?

Lionel

now u know I wouldn’t leave without saying bye to my nemesis

Safiya

Phew

Safiya

Dinner before you leave?

Safiya

I’ve been dying to go to chef kwame’s new pop up . . .

Lionel

YES

Delali

I can’t 😕 Same old story but I have an exam tomorrow. 50% of grade. Sr. award is in my sights.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Delali shifted in her seat and smiled, her heart curiously full, as she watched Lionel and Safiya gossip spiritedly about an influencer scandal she was struggling to understand. They were sitting in the campus library café, all sipping the thick hot chocolates the school put out seasonally. Delali had only a half hour to spare if she wanted to cram for her exam, and Safiya and Lionel had reluctantly agreed to meet her in the library. What they didn’t know was that the only reason her schedule was so tight was that she’d be spending the rest of the night doing witch reading.

“What about you babe?” Lionel asked, turning his attention to Delali. “How’s the whole school thing going? You found yourself a new piece yet? A little Donald Glover type?”

Lionel had trouble taking school seriously. Much like all her other industry friends, he thought her time at college was some kind of cute vacation and couldn’t wait for her to be back in LA, gossiping at exclusive house parties, going to star-studded workout classes, and getting photographed at whatever red carpets they deemed worthy of their presence.

“Actually,” Delali started. “I do have a confession to make.” She turned the mug around in her hands. A girl could only keep so many secrets at once.

Safiya and Lionel looked to her, their leather chairs squeaking comically as they turned.

“So as you both know, I went to Adrien’s play,” Delali explained. “Alone.” At this, she threw a look at Lionel.

“I had an event!”

“ . . . And I may or may not have stayed over at his apartment afterward.”

Safiya covered her mouth.

“Oh, we are so fucking back,” Lionel said, sitting up in his chair.

“No we’re not! We are not back. It was a one-time thing. It was just, you know nostalgia and whatever.” Nostalgia and mindreading and whatever. “I haven’t even seen him since, and I do not plan to.”

“Oh lord, I knew I shouldn’t have left you two alone,” Lionel said. He reached through the arm of his gray cashmere poncho to pick up his hot chocolate. “He’s still so sexy,”

“So sexy,” Delali confirmed wistfully.

“Wait, nostalgia for what?” Safiya asked. “For Adrien? Or . . . for the industry?”

“Not the psychoanalysis,” Lionel said.

“For neither!” Delali protested. “Maybe for that time I guess. I don’t know.” It was basically impossible to explain what reading Adrien’s mind had done to her.

“Well while we’re on the topic,” Lionel ventured. “I didn’t want to push but . . . What did you think? Of the script?”

“I haven’t read it,” Delali answered, which was true, despite that fact that a new copy materialized in her apartment weekly now. Not that she hadn’t considered it in her weaker moments.

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