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Blog #23:

Before the hoe could open her mouth, Joseph walked in the room fastening his tie. The hoe uncrossed her legs and jumped in his arms. He looked her up and down trying to figure out where her clothes were at.

Joseph: "Julissa.. Where your clothes?" he asked, breaking away from the hug.
Julissa: "I took a shower, baby." Was this his hoe, too? I was out.
B: "I'm so confused. The sketches are right here." I said handing them to him. "I have classes." I said standing, grabbing my black Michael Kors bag.
Joseph: "Well when you coming back?"
B: "My schedule is hectic. I don't know how to balance it with everything."
Joseph: "Think of it as an internship. Let them know you're busy."
B: "Why do you want to help me so badly? I appreciate it but you met me while I was drunk. At a club- and gave a random your boss' number. There's something you're not telling me." I said crossing my arms. Julissa played with her curls, pretending not to listen.
Joseph: "Will you excuse us, Julissa?"

The hoe walked out and grabbed her towel from in front of the front door. He shut the room doors before walking over to the bar across the room, pouring a little Hennesy in a glass.

Joseph: "I was told you were gorgeous and intelligent. That you'd be good for the job."
B: "This is a joke, right?" I asked walking over to the bar.
Joseph: "I owe some money to a friend. He asked me to do him a favor and hire you, so I did. But I saw your sketches- you really are talented and I trust that you'll be good for the job."
B: "Is your friend Ricky?" I asked with a straight face. I started turning red. I knew Ricky sold drugs to the poor and rich. But he works for the Game so that can't be it. Why else would he need to do a favor for Ricky, though?
Joseph: "Maybe." he said grabbing my shoulder as I grabbed my purse and walked out the room. He took one last sip of his Hennessy and followed me to my car. I opened the car door only for him to slam it shut, barely missing my hand.
Joseph: "This a great oppurtunity. Who cares how you got it?"
B: "I do. And if you touch my car door again I'll run you over. Move." I said hopping in the car.

I slammed the door and fastened my seat belt as Joseph went on and on about how good this would be for me. I rolled down the window and put on my Gucci sunglasses, flexing for the man in the business suit. Joseph gave up, but not before letting me know I could come back any time.

I drove off unbothered, blasting Fetty Wap and texting LaLa at every red light. I told her what just went down before I picked her up from Ricky and Ant's crib. It wasn't long before she suggested we go back later for their house party.

While we got our nails done I explained why I wouldn't mind going.

B: "I don't fuck with Ricky like that anymore, but I wanna get fucked up and just forget everything. Part of me wanna  throw it in his face that I found out about his part in that little "internship"."
LaLa: "If you think about it, he was doing you good. Yeah, he fucked up and I'm not saying he was right- but he didn't tell you he knew Joseph because he knew you'd say no. You can work for the Game, but you saying no because you in ya feelings!"
B: "I don't care."
LaLa: "If you don't care then go do you. How much they offering you again? You trippin."

I thought about it long and hard- on the way back home, taking a shower and getting dressed. LaLa was right but at the same time I think I am, too. School more important.

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I had on a gray crop top with a matching fitted skirt that hugged all my curves. LaLa was wearing a little, open-back black dress. We was definitely gonna knock em dead. We took an Uber since I knew I'd be too fucked up to drive back home.

I walked in switching harder than ever, being greeted by a hand to the ass from one of Ricky's teammates.

Ricky: "Fuck is you doing, Tommy? This all me." he said walking over to the door, throwing his arm over my shoulder. I could smell the beer on his breath and the weed on his clothes. I just shook my head as he stared the nigga down.
Tommy: "My fault I thought yall wasn't.. nevermind."
B: "We not." I said throwing his arm from my shoulder. Everybody started spicin, yellin "Ohhhh." as I walked over to the liquor table with LaLa.

The liquor table was against the wall where the T.V. would normally be. The DJ was to the back of the living room, kind of close to the kitchen. The leather couch and most of the chairs were to the right of the DJ.

LaLa and I were supposed to meet Amy there but the place was crowded and by the looks of it, she wasn't there yet. I took a seat in one of the high chairs across the room.

LaLa: "Why you do him like that?" she asked with a look on her face.
B: "I don't like him." I said pouring myself a drink. "Go find bae."
LaLa: "You do the same. Where Nick at?" she asked smiling as I tried to hit her.

She walked away and I scrolled down my TL when I felt somebody sit next to me. I turned my head to see Nick. He was growing his hair out into a curly top and a faint goatee. So when I realized, I licked my lips in awe.

Nick: "Hey sexy." he said putting his hand on my thigh.

His warm hand sent chills down my spine and made me wet as he moved it higher, firmly pressing his thumb, tightening his grip.

B: "Oh my goodness."
Nick: "What?"
B: "You know what you doing. Move." I said moving his hand playfully.
Nick: "Where LaLa at?"
B: "Over there." I said pointing to LaLa and Ant cuffin on the couch.

Her legs were on his lap as they sat next to each, kissing and laughing. Ant had on a football jersey and some shorts with Jordans- he looked so fine. Let's just say if LaLa didn't take him, I would have. But I like them together.

Nick: "You look nice tonight." he said giving me that look. That type of look that usually make the panties come off.
B: "Don't I always?"
Nick: "Yeah but tonight you got dressed up for me. That's wassup." he said smiling.
B: "Thank you, you look nice yourself." I said smiling, sipping my Moscato. He was wearing all white, with some white jeans, Jordans and white Polo-T.
Nick: "Gotta show out for you. White on white like baby powder." he quoted Future, rubbing his hands together like Birdman. As soon as he said that Commas came on, and I hopped out my seat.

I wasn't gonna disrespect Ricky like that, shaking my ass for his friend in front of him and everybody else to see. So when Nick went to get up I made a face before meeting LaLa on the dance floor. I shook my ass for her, though, until Amy walked in with an attitude. Nick just walked over to Tommy with a smirk on his face.

Amy had a man on her shoulder that I could've sworn I'd seen before. He was cute, tall and had pretty, brown-doughy eyes. Amy was wearing a leather black top with a maxi skirt, and her friend had on all black.

LaLa: "You gonna introduce ya friend?" she yelled over the music. How Many Times by DJ Khaled was on, and I was trying to finish this conversation before it was over.
Amy: "Baby, these my girls LaLa and B. B and LaLa, James. He's in the sorority partnered with yalls. What's it called again babe?" she asked.

This nigga wasted no time- somewhere between the minute they spent walking in and walking over to us, he'd already grabbed a beer. He took a sip before introducing his self.

James: "I'm James, nice to meet yall. And I'm in Delta Lamb."
B: "Oh yeah, you were at the Alpha Delta sleepover. Nice to meet you again."
LaLa: "What's that accent I hear?" she asked him.
James: "I'm Dominican and from Brooklyn."
B: "Oh that's nice." I said before excusing myself for another drink.

Finished that introduction just in time for Chris Brown's verse. An hour went by and all Amy did was argue with James on the leather couch- at least that's what it looked like.

Me and LaLa decided to mind our business, but after a while I went over and pulled her ass from the couch anyway. We was killin it on the dance floor- and in heels.

Or Nah by the Weeknd came on after Ricky walked over to the DJ, and I just knew he was trying to be smart. That's what we listened to during our last encounter.

I danced and rotated my hips to the beat anyway, with LaLa grinding on me. I'm not gonna lie- the song brought back memories of that night in the car that felt all too real. My legs in the air, his tongue in me, the rain.

I had to get another drink before dancing again. I walked over to the liquor table when I glanced over at the leather couch where Ricky was sitting, talking to Nick and Tommy. Ricky was looking at me with a smirk on his face.

House Party by Meek Mill came on and the party was lit. Kasey was in the middle of the floor with her roommate, twerking and having the time of her life.

Everybody yelled simultaneously, "White girrrls, gone wild! We don't judge em, though. They aint on trial!" This was a party for the books.

I was fried and beyond tipsy when LaLa and I started kissing by the leather couch to the song. I think I initiated it. Nick, Ant and Ricky watched in amazement before I realized who was around.

I broke the kiss only to be boo'd by the men, followed by laughter. Everyone was laughing and talking- but James. I sat next to LaLa, across from us were the men, but James and Amy sat in the middle.

Amy walked over from the liquor table with another beer for James and herself when he aggressively grabbed her by her arm and pulled her down on the couch.

Everybody by the leather couch made a face because James wasn't being playful. His swift and aggressive pull on Amy's arm caused her to spill the beer on his jeans, which only made him even more mad.

He started cussing at her, calling her every name in the book. I was so fucked up that my reactions was slow, but I had a lot to say.

LaLa: "Don't be pulling on her like that!" LaLa was all in James face, waving her finger and getting up from the couch.
Ant: "LaLa stay out of it!" Ant yelled, walking over and grabbing her by her stomach to the kitchen. He tried to calm her down as Amy stared at James in embarrassment.
B: "You weird as shit." I said calmly.
James: "Really Amy? These the type of bitches you hang around wit?!"
Amy: "Don't call my friends out they name."
Nick: "Did you just call them bitches?" he asked getting up, with his fists clenched.
Ricky: "Repeat that again, we aint hear you."
B: "You aint got shit to say now dickhead." I laughed.
James: "Bitch fuck you." he said throwing a drink on my skirt. Before I could blink Nick and Ricky was on top of him.

Tommy tried to break it up as Amy and I backed up. Everybody watched while Nick and Ricky fucked James up, two-piecing him and kicking him in his face. James barely put up a fight before Tommy and Ant broke it up.

When Ant asked why they were fighting and found out James called me and LaLa a bitch, he told James to square up outside. Round 2. Everybody followed the fight outside as Amy cheered it on, too. I guess she was tired of being disrespected.

After James ate the first punch Ant threw, Amy started crying. He may have disrespected her and her friends but that was still her nigga. Her little ass tried to break Ant and James up before being picked up by Nick.

Ant delivered a final punch that knocked James on his ass- and he didn't get back up. Amy cried on the grass of Ricky's place before the cops was called by one of Ricky's neighbors and everybody went home.

I went back inside with LaLa and Nick while Ricky tried to reason with the cops, explaining that they had the wrong house because there was nobody inside.

We cleaned up most of the shit everywhere but LaLa and I aren't legally allowed to drink so we stayed our asses in Ricky's room, talking about how crazy the night was.

I sat on Ricky's bed and LaLa sat on Ant's. We took off our heels in silence.

LaLa: "Tonight was crazy."
B: "Right. Oh shit, Amy! Let me go get her." I said.

I opened Ricky's room door and Amy was already coming in. She walked in with red puffy eyes and and her arms crossed. Nick said they'd be in, in a minute. As soon as I shut the door Amy started bawling and apologizing for James behavior. She sat next to LaLa on Ant's bed and I sat on the floor in front of her.

Amy: "I'm sorry yall. He just get like that, sometimes. He having a rough time right now at home and lately, he been taking it out on me! I haven't done shit to make him lash out or put his hands on me. He deserved to get fucked up, but that's still my man."
LaLa: "We understand. It's a lot of weed, alcohol and egos involved. He got fucked up twice- I'm over it."
B: "Right we was just tryna make sure you okay. He got problems, though. That's just ridiculous."
LaLa: "You wasn't official with anybody last time I checked. When he come in the picture?"
Amy: "We been on and off for 2 years now. The past couple of weeks things just been falling apart. Thanks for sticking by my side. I didn't know he'd be so disrespectful."
LaLa: "Stop apologizing. I just hope despite all that shit, you had a good time. I know I did." she said crossing her legs.

Before I could ask what her favorite part of the night was, Ricky, Nick, Ant and Tommy walked in the room. Nick and Ricky asked if I was okay before Ricky gave me a shirt and some shorts to change into.

Nick just sat on Ant's bed while Ant comforted LaLa on the other side. Amy and Tommy sat on Ricky's bed. I was eyeing Nick the whole time. I thanked Ricky for the clothes.

LaLa: "B can we spend a night?"
B: "I want to get in my bed."
LaLa: "Well it was sexy how Ant stood up for me tonight. My baby need a reward." she said smiling, giving him kisses.
B: "I really don't want to go back to the house by myself." I said poking out my lip.
LaLa: "Then don't."

I gave in and went in the bathroom to change into my pajamas. Tommy and Amy were also sleeping over, so he could be a potiental boo for her. Then again he does resemble Biggie- fat and with a deep voice.

I frowned at the site and put my hair in a bun before the bathroom door opened. I thought I locked it. I knew if I agreed to stay, some shit would go down. I rolled my eyes at him shutting the door quietly before locking it and looking me up and down.

Complications.

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Blog #23:

Before the hoe could open her mouth, Joseph walked in the room fastening his tie. The hoe uncrossed her legs and jumped in his arms. He looked her up and down trying to figure out where her clothes were at.

Joseph: "Julissa.. Where your clothes?" he asked, breaking away from the hug.
Julissa: "I took a shower, baby." Was this his hoe, too? I was out.
B: "I'm so confused. The sketches are right here." I said handing them to him. "I have classes." I said standing, grabbing my black Michael Kors bag.
Joseph: "Well when you coming back?"
B: "My schedule is hectic. I don't know how to balance it with everything."
Joseph: "Think of it as an internship. Let them know you're busy."
B: "Why do you want to help me so badly? I appreciate it but you met me while I was drunk. At a club- and gave a random your boss' number. There's something you're not telling me." I said crossing my arms. Julissa played with her curls, pretending not to listen.
Joseph: "Will you excuse us, Julissa?"

The hoe walked out and grabbed her towel from in front of the front door. He shut the room doors before walking over to the bar across the room, pouring a little Hennesy in a glass.

Joseph: "I was told you were gorgeous and intelligent. That you'd be good for the job."
B: "This is a joke, right?" I asked walking over to the bar.
Joseph: "I owe some money to a friend. He asked me to do him a favor and hire you, so I did. But I saw your sketches- you really are talented and I trust that you'll be good for the job."
B: "Is your friend Ricky?" I asked with a straight face. I started turning red. I knew Ricky sold drugs to the poor and rich. But he works for the Game so that can't be it. Why else would he need to do a favor for Ricky, though?
Joseph: "Maybe." he said grabbing my shoulder as I grabbed my purse and walked out the room. He took one last sip of his Hennessy and followed me to my car. I opened the car door only for him to slam it shut, barely missing my hand.
Joseph: "This a great oppurtunity. Who cares how you got it?"
B: "I do. And if you touch my car door again I'll run you over. Move." I said hopping in the car.

I slammed the door and fastened my seat belt as Joseph went on and on about how good this would be for me. I rolled down the window and put on my Gucci sunglasses, flexing for the man in the business suit. Joseph gave up, but not before letting me know I could come back any time.

I drove off unbothered, blasting Fetty Wap and texting LaLa at every red light. I told her what just went down before I picked her up from Ricky and Ant's crib. It wasn't long before she suggested we go back later for their house party.

While we got our nails done I explained why I wouldn't mind going.

B: "I don't fuck with Ricky like that anymore, but I wanna get fucked up and just forget everything. Part of me wanna  throw it in his face that I found out about his part in that little "internship"."
LaLa: "If you think about it, he was doing you good. Yeah, he fucked up and I'm not saying he was right- but he didn't tell you he knew Joseph because he knew you'd say no. You can work for the Game, but you saying no because you in ya feelings!"
B: "I don't care."
LaLa: "If you don't care then go do you. How much they offering you again? You trippin."

I thought about it long and hard- on the way back home, taking a shower and getting dressed. LaLa was right but at the same time I think I am, too. School more important.

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I had on a gray crop top with a matching fitted skirt that hugged all my curves. LaLa was wearing a little, open-back black dress. We was definitely gonna knock em dead. We took an Uber since I knew I'd be too fucked up to drive back home.

I walked in switching harder than ever, being greeted by a hand to the ass from one of Ricky's teammates.

Ricky: "Fuck is you doing, Tommy? This all me." he said walking over to the door, throwing his arm over my shoulder. I could smell the beer on his breath and the weed on his clothes. I just shook my head as he stared the nigga down.
Tommy: "My fault I thought yall wasn't.. nevermind."
B: "We not." I said throwing his arm from my shoulder. Everybody started spicin, yellin "Ohhhh." as I walked over to the liquor table with LaLa.

The liquor table was against the wall where the T.V. would normally be. The DJ was to the back of the living room, kind of close to the kitchen. The leather couch and most of the chairs were to the right of the DJ.

LaLa and I were supposed to meet Amy there but the place was crowded and by the looks of it, she wasn't there yet. I took a seat in one of the high chairs across the room.

LaLa: "Why you do him like that?" she asked with a look on her face.
B: "I don't like him." I said pouring myself a drink. "Go find bae."
LaLa: "You do the same. Where Nick at?" she asked smiling as I tried to hit her.

She walked away and I scrolled down my TL when I felt somebody sit next to me. I turned my head to see Nick. He was growing his hair out into a curly top and a faint goatee. So when I realized, I licked my lips in awe.

Nick: "Hey sexy." he said putting his hand on my thigh.

His warm hand sent chills down my spine and made me wet as he moved it higher, firmly pressing his thumb, tightening his grip.

B: "Oh my goodness."
Nick: "What?"
B: "You know what you doing. Move." I said moving his hand playfully.
Nick: "Where LaLa at?"
B: "Over there." I said pointing to LaLa and Ant cuffin on the couch.

Her legs were on his lap as they sat next to each, kissing and laughing. Ant had on a football jersey and some shorts with Jordans- he looked so fine. Let's just say if LaLa didn't take him, I would have. But I like them together.

Nick: "You look nice tonight." he said giving me that look. That type of look that usually make the panties come off.
B: "Don't I always?"
Nick: "Yeah but tonight you got dressed up for me. That's wassup." he said smiling.
B: "Thank you, you look nice yourself." I said smiling, sipping my Moscato. He was wearing all white, with some white jeans, Jordans and white Polo-T.
Nick: "Gotta show out for you. White on white like baby powder." he quoted Future, rubbing his hands together like Birdman. As soon as he said that Commas came on, and I hopped out my seat.

I wasn't gonna disrespect Ricky like that, shaking my ass for his friend in front of him and everybody else to see. So when Nick went to get up I made a face before meeting LaLa on the dance floor. I shook my ass for her, though, until Amy walked in with an attitude. Nick just walked over to Tommy with a smirk on his face.

Amy had a man on her shoulder that I could've sworn I'd seen before. He was cute, tall and had pretty, brown-doughy eyes. Amy was wearing a leather black top with a maxi skirt, and her friend had on all black.

LaLa: "You gonna introduce ya friend?" she yelled over the music. How Many Times by DJ Khaled was on, and I was trying to finish this conversation before it was over.
Amy: "Baby, these my girls LaLa and B. B and LaLa, James. He's in the sorority partnered with yalls. What's it called again babe?" she asked.

This nigga wasted no time- somewhere between the minute they spent walking in and walking over to us, he'd already grabbed a beer. He took a sip before introducing his self.

James: "I'm James, nice to meet yall. And I'm in Delta Lamb."
B: "Oh yeah, you were at the Alpha Delta sleepover. Nice to meet you again."
LaLa: "What's that accent I hear?" she asked him.
James: "I'm Dominican and from Brooklyn."
B: "Oh that's nice." I said before excusing myself for another drink.

Finished that introduction just in time for Chris Brown's verse. An hour went by and all Amy did was argue with James on the leather couch- at least that's what it looked like.

Me and LaLa decided to mind our business, but after a while I went over and pulled her ass from the couch anyway. We was killin it on the dance floor- and in heels.

Or Nah by the Weeknd came on after Ricky walked over to the DJ, and I just knew he was trying to be smart. That's what we listened to during our last encounter.

I danced and rotated my hips to the beat anyway, with LaLa grinding on me. I'm not gonna lie- the song brought back memories of that night in the car that felt all too real. My legs in the air, his tongue in me, the rain.

I had to get another drink before dancing again. I walked over to the liquor table when I glanced over at the leather couch where Ricky was sitting, talking to Nick and Tommy. Ricky was looking at me with a smirk on his face.

House Party by Meek Mill came on and the party was lit. Kasey was in the middle of the floor with her roommate, twerking and having the time of her life.

Everybody yelled simultaneously, "White girrrls, gone wild! We don't judge em, though. They aint on trial!" This was a party for the books.

I was fried and beyond tipsy when LaLa and I started kissing by the leather couch to the song. I think I initiated it. Nick, Ant and Ricky watched in amazement before I realized who was around.

I broke the kiss only to be boo'd by the men, followed by laughter. Everyone was laughing and talking- but James. I sat next to LaLa, across from us were the men, but James and Amy sat in the middle.

Amy walked over from the liquor table with another beer for James and herself when he aggressively grabbed her by her arm and pulled her down on the couch.

Everybody by the leather couch made a face because James wasn't being playful. His swift and aggressive pull on Amy's arm caused her to spill the beer on his jeans, which only made him even more mad.

He started cussing at her, calling her every name in the book. I was so fucked up that my reactions was slow, but I had a lot to say.

LaLa: "Don't be pulling on her like that!" LaLa was all in James face, waving her finger and getting up from the couch.
Ant: "LaLa stay out of it!" Ant yelled, walking over and grabbing her by her stomach to the kitchen. He tried to calm her down as Amy stared at James in embarrassment.
B: "You weird as shit." I said calmly.
James: "Really Amy? These the type of bitches you hang around wit?!"
Amy: "Don't call my friends out they name."
Nick: "Did you just call them bitches?" he asked getting up, with his fists clenched.
Ricky: "Repeat that again, we aint hear you."
B: "You aint got shit to say now dickhead." I laughed.
James: "Bitch fuck you." he said throwing a drink on my skirt. Before I could blink Nick and Ricky was on top of him.

Tommy tried to break it up as Amy and I backed up. Everybody watched while Nick and Ricky fucked James up, two-piecing him and kicking him in his face. James barely put up a fight before Tommy and Ant broke it up.

When Ant asked why they were fighting and found out James called me and LaLa a bitch, he told James to square up outside. Round 2. Everybody followed the fight outside as Amy cheered it on, too. I guess she was tired of being disrespected.

After James ate the first punch Ant threw, Amy started crying. He may have disrespected her and her friends but that was still her nigga. Her little ass tried to break Ant and James up before being picked up by Nick.

Ant delivered a final punch that knocked James on his ass- and he didn't get back up. Amy cried on the grass of Ricky's place before the cops was called by one of Ricky's neighbors and everybody went home.

I went back inside with LaLa and Nick while Ricky tried to reason with the cops, explaining that they had the wrong house because there was nobody inside.

We cleaned up most of the shit everywhere but LaLa and I aren't legally allowed to drink so we stayed our asses in Ricky's room, talking about how crazy the night was.

I sat on Ricky's bed and LaLa sat on Ant's. We took off our heels in silence.

LaLa: "Tonight was crazy."
B: "Right. Oh shit, Amy! Let me go get her." I said.

I opened Ricky's room door and Amy was already coming in. She walked in with red puffy eyes and and her arms crossed. Nick said they'd be in, in a minute. As soon as I shut the door Amy started bawling and apologizing for James behavior. She sat next to LaLa on Ant's bed and I sat on the floor in front of her.

Amy: "I'm sorry yall. He just get like that, sometimes. He having a rough time right now at home and lately, he been taking it out on me! I haven't done shit to make him lash out or put his hands on me. He deserved to get fucked up, but that's still my man."
LaLa: "We understand. It's a lot of weed, alcohol and egos involved. He got fucked up twice- I'm over it."
B: "Right we was just tryna make sure you okay. He got problems, though. That's just ridiculous."
LaLa: "You wasn't official with anybody last time I checked. When he come in the picture?"
Amy: "We been on and off for 2 years now. The past couple of weeks things just been falling apart. Thanks for sticking by my side. I didn't know he'd be so disrespectful."
LaLa: "Stop apologizing. I just hope despite all that shit, you had a good time. I know I did." she said crossing her legs.

Before I could ask what her favorite part of the night was, Ricky, Nick, Ant and Tommy walked in the room. Nick and Ricky asked if I was okay before Ricky gave me a shirt and some shorts to change into.

Nick just sat on Ant's bed while Ant comforted LaLa on the other side. Amy and Tommy sat on Ricky's bed. I was eyeing Nick the whole time. I thanked Ricky for the clothes.

LaLa: "B can we spend a night?"
B: "I want to get in my bed."
LaLa: "Well it was sexy how Ant stood up for me tonight. My baby need a reward." she said smiling, giving him kisses.
B: "I really don't want to go back to the house by myself." I said poking out my lip.
LaLa: "Then don't."

I gave in and went in the bathroom to change into my pajamas. Tommy and Amy were also sleeping over, so he could be a potiental boo for her. Then again he does resemble Biggie- fat and with a deep voice.

I frowned at the site and put my hair in a bun before the bathroom door opened. I thought I locked it. I knew if I agreed to stay, some shit would go down. I rolled my eyes at him shutting the door quietly before locking it and looking me up and down.

Complications.

Thanks for reading this far yall! Sorry for the long wait- I'll definitely update more frequently. What was your favorite part of this chapter and who do you think walked in the bathroom? Comment, Vote, Allat 😛 and tell your friends about my book. Thanks 💓!