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Blog #15:

Around noon, LaLa, myself and a couple other girls went food shopping for the house. There was a list of what was needed posted up on the fridge. This piece of paper looked like the damn Bill of Rights. The girls that were most specific and demanding on the list, had the audacity to not come.

So many females want their own food but barely putting up money or making excuses to not tag along. LaLa and everyone else vented about it on the way to the grocery store, and once we shopped and got everything into the car, we dropped the girls off at home. After 2 hours of running around Wal-Mart, we finally got the bags out Kasey's truck and then LaLa and I left to get our nails done.

I was supposed to be getting just a manicure but I decided to treat myself to a pedicure and get my eyebrows done, as well. I got black polish because that's like my favorite color, and LaLa got a nude color. It seemed basic but she made the color look glamorous.

By the time we got back to the house, it was 6:00 and Vanessa was texting LaLa the details and when she'd be at our place. The house the party was being held at was within walking distance of Alpha Delta Phi's, so she was going to meet us at our place.

I took a nap and woke up around 9:30- a mess, I know. Everything's just been so hectic and sleep really is a luxury these days. I showered then got ready, putting on a black and white-striped crop top with no bra, some black tights and my jewelry. I wasn't trying to go all out because I wasn't trying to talk to anybody.

I cleaned my face, did my make up and Facetimed Ricky while I was straightening my hair. He was very vocal about how he wanted the night to go.
1. Don't stand too close to these niggas.
2. No dancing on niggas.
3. No flirting.

That all was easy for me to comply with, but if I didn't want him I could easily find somebody else and I think that worried him. We got to the party around midnight and it was a banger. Lights flashing, drinks flying from hand to hand and twerking- everywhere.

Vanessa had on tights, a black crop top and lots of tattoos. LaLa had on a crop top and some perfectly fitted jeans . As soon as we walked in we took some shots and laughed over the music.

It was only 12:30 when Vanessa got sloppy, twerking with her tights to her knees and pink panties all out. She was also falling all over the place, tripping over people and herself.

B: "Get your friend."
LaLa: "Chill she going through a tough time right now. If she wanna act wild I'll let her."
Vanessa: "About to get another beer." she said walking in the bathroom and grabbing beers out the bathtub.
LaLa: "I'll admit she's a little sloppy but she's a cool girl."
B: "Well your friend just went in a room with that ugly nigga that was standing by the door." I said pointing from the living room, at the door closing shut.
LaLa: "She went willingly?" she asked, sipping her drink.
B: "Looked like it. I'm gonna let her live because I still want to have fun tonight." I said getting out my chair and smiling. I walked over to the middle of the floor and twerked to the beat. LaLa joined me, shaking her ass in tight jeans.

This sexy brownskin with a fresh shape up, grabbed LaLa hand, turned her over and started bussin her ass in the middle of the dance floor. LaLa's was ass up, face down and by this point, I was tipsy. She was laughing and enjoying herself, throwing that ass back for everybody to see. I usually kept it classy but with a best friend like LaLa by my side, I love having that bad girl factor. If I didn't care about what people thought, that would've been me.

LaLa did body shots off of me before kissing me in front of everybody, biting my lip. I didn't care though, because I was drunk. I didn't care about anything😂. With my lips pressed to hers I could see flashing lights from phones and hear people unlocking their phones to update there Snapchat stories- and we were the new addition.

I pulled away, laughing as everyone said "Aww." pouting and grunting before continuing with their night. I didn't want to embarrass Ricky, wildin in front of a huge crowd, but I was just having fun and I was hoping he'd see it that way, too.

I was drunk as shit, throwing up halfway down the block. Vanessa was bragging about how big the ugly stranger's dick was, and I was annoyed the more she went into detail. We were so fucked up that I couldn't take Vanessa home, and she was being difficult about paying for a taxi. Feeling bad, LaLa offered her top bunk to Vanessa and slept in my bed. That bitch talked all night long and finally shut up around 5:00 in the morning. We heard Vanessa squirming and moving, followed by snoaring.

After we laughed about the night, LaLa put her arm around my waist and I could feel her hot breath on my neck, making my little hairs stand up. She smelled like Sweet Pea lotion. It was just like the night with Maddison, and I was wishing it'd happen again. It didn't, but the next day I told Ricky about everything over the breakfast table at IHOP- my treat.

Ricky: "I'm not mad yall kissed. I'm mad that I wasn't there to be a part of it."
B: "So you'd be okay with LaLa and I doing shit as long as you were involved?" I asked laughing, stuffing pancake in my mouth.
Ricky: "Of course. Every nigga dream is a threesome."
B: "I would never."
Ricky: "Why not?"
B: "If it's two niggas that's just too much. If it's with another girl, my man could want to have sex with that other girl again. Without me."
Ricky: "Okay but that wouldn't happen."
B: "But it could. And if it did, I wouldn't know where to bury yall bodies." He laughed.
Ricky: "Well If there's gonna be a next time, I'm gonna be a part of it. How was that girl, Vanessa?"
B: "Sloppy. I tried to give her a break because LaLa said she was going through a tough time, but I can't stand sloppy drunks."
Ricky: "Well people do crazy things when they going through something, B. After my grandma died, I broke into houses, cars and shoplifted a lot. Maybe LaLa just tryna be that friend that get her back on the right track, like Jacob was for me."
B: "Never thought about it that way."

What do you think Vanessa's going through thats making her act out? And have you ever been In B's shoes, not knowing how to react to something because you haven't been through it? Leave comments, votes & follow me if you don't already. Thanks 🌚💍

Blog #15:

Around noon, LaLa, myself and a couple other girls went food shopping for the house. There was a list of what was needed posted up on the fridge. This piece of paper looked like the damn Bill of Rights. The girls that were most specific and demanding on the list, had the audacity to not come.

So many females want their own food but barely putting up money or making excuses to not tag along. LaLa and everyone else vented about it on the way to the grocery store, and once we shopped and got everything into the car, we dropped the girls off at home. After 2 hours of running around Wal-Mart, we finally got the bags out Kasey's truck and then LaLa and I left to get our nails done.

I was supposed to be getting just a manicure but I decided to treat myself to a pedicure and get my eyebrows done, as well. I got black polish because that's like my favorite color, and LaLa got a nude color. It seemed basic but she made the color look glamorous.

By the time we got back to the house, it was 6:00 and Vanessa was texting LaLa the details and when she'd be at our place. The house the party was being held at was within walking distance of Alpha Delta Phi's, so she was going to meet us at our place.

I took a nap and woke up around 9:30- a mess, I know. Everything's just been so hectic and sleep really is a luxury these days. I showered then got ready, putting on a black and white-striped crop top with no bra, some black tights and my jewelry. I wasn't trying to go all out because I wasn't trying to talk to anybody.

I cleaned my face, did my make up and Facetimed Ricky while I was straightening my hair. He was very vocal about how he wanted the night to go.
1. Don't stand too close to these niggas.
2. No dancing on niggas.
3. No flirting.

That all was easy for me to comply with, but if I didn't want him I could easily find somebody else and I think that worried him. We got to the party around midnight and it was a banger. Lights flashing, drinks flying from hand to hand and twerking- everywhere.

Vanessa had on tights, a black crop top and lots of tattoos. LaLa had on a crop top and some perfectly fitted jeans . As soon as we walked in we took some shots and laughed over the music.

It was only 12:30 when Vanessa got sloppy, twerking with her tights to her knees and pink panties all out. She was also falling all over the place, tripping over people and herself.

B: "Get your friend."
LaLa: "Chill she going through a tough time right now. If she wanna act wild I'll let her."
Vanessa: "About to get another beer." she said walking in the bathroom and grabbing beers out the bathtub.
LaLa: "I'll admit she's a little sloppy but she's a cool girl."
B: "Well your friend just went in a room with that ugly nigga that was standing by the door." I said pointing from the living room, at the door closing shut.
LaLa: "She went willingly?" she asked, sipping her drink.
B: "Looked like it. I'm gonna let her live because I still want to have fun tonight." I said getting out my chair and smiling. I walked over to the middle of the floor and twerked to the beat. LaLa joined me, shaking her ass in tight jeans.

This sexy brownskin with a fresh shape up, grabbed LaLa hand, turned her over and started bussin her ass in the middle of the dance floor. LaLa's was ass up, face down and by this point, I was tipsy. She was laughing and enjoying herself, throwing that ass back for everybody to see. I usually kept it classy but with a best friend like LaLa by my side, I love having that bad girl factor. If I didn't care about what people thought, that would've been me.

LaLa did body shots off of me before kissing me in front of everybody, biting my lip. I didn't care though, because I was drunk. I didn't care about anything😂. With my lips pressed to hers I could see flashing lights from phones and hear people unlocking their phones to update there Snapchat stories- and we were the new addition.

I pulled away, laughing as everyone said "Aww." pouting and grunting before continuing with their night. I didn't want to embarrass Ricky, wildin in front of a huge crowd, but I was just having fun and I was hoping he'd see it that way, too.

I was drunk as shit, throwing up halfway down the block. Vanessa was bragging about how big the ugly stranger's dick was, and I was annoyed the more she went into detail. We were so fucked up that I couldn't take Vanessa home, and she was being difficult about paying for a taxi. Feeling bad, LaLa offered her top bunk to Vanessa and slept in my bed. That bitch talked all night long and finally shut up around 5:00 in the morning. We heard Vanessa squirming and moving, followed by snoaring.

After we laughed about the night, LaLa put her arm around my waist and I could feel her hot breath on my neck, making my little hairs stand up. She smelled like Sweet Pea lotion. It was just like the night with Maddison, and I was wishing it'd happen again. It didn't, but the next day I told Ricky about everything over the breakfast table at IHOP- my treat.

Ricky: "I'm not mad yall kissed. I'm mad that I wasn't there to be a part of it."
B: "So you'd be okay with LaLa and I doing shit as long as you were involved?" I asked laughing, stuffing pancake in my mouth.
Ricky: "Of course. Every nigga dream is a threesome."
B: "I would never."
Ricky: "Why not?"
B: "If it's two niggas that's just too much. If it's with another girl, my man could want to have sex with that other girl again. Without me."
Ricky: "Okay but that wouldn't happen."
B: "But it could. And if it did, I wouldn't know where to bury yall bodies." He laughed.
Ricky: "Well If there's gonna be a next time, I'm gonna be a part of it. How was that girl, Vanessa?"
B: "Sloppy. I tried to give her a break because LaLa said she was going through a tough time, but I can't stand sloppy drunks."
Ricky: "Well people do crazy things when they going through something, B. After my grandma died, I broke into houses, cars and shoplifted a lot. Maybe LaLa just tryna be that friend that get her back on the right track, like Jacob was for me."
B: "Never thought about it that way."

What do you think Vanessa's going through thats making her act out? And have you ever been In B's shoes, not knowing how to react to something because you haven't been through it? Leave comments, votes & follow me if you don't already. Thanks 🌚💍