Chola Lokka

Star67

Lokka finished packing a suitcase with everything she needed. Clothes, hair brush, tooth brush, hygiene products, money, her glock 40, and of course her favorite gun, her tech 9.

“You really bringing that big ass gun? Can’t walk down the street with that?” 

Lokka turned to see Dez standing in her doorway. She rolled her eyes. “I can and I will.”

She closed her suitcase and brushed past him taking it down to her Range Rover.  
They were planning to leave right after school. Lokka was still a little bitter from him disowning her in front of everyone but, she pushed those feeling down focusing on their task tomorrow.

She got in the passenger’s seat as Dez came out. His bags were already in the car and he couldnt wait for this mission to be over.

The ride was silent.

Lokka felt as if she had nothing to say to him. If he wanted to do what he wanted to do and swim in Taylor toxic pussy water,
Who was she to say no?

 She got out of the car without saying a word. Dez quickly got out, hot on her heels as he grabbed her arm pulling her to him. They were so close, their chests wouldve crashed together if it wasnt for her gun being pressed against his stomach, concealed between them. He could feel the cold barrel through his thin white t-shirt.

Dez laughed, even with a gun pointed at him, just because of who was holding it, “So…I’m guessing that you’re still mad at me? Or is that jealously I’m feeling from you?”

“Let me go.” Lokka gritted through her teeth, cocking the gun.

Dez leaned forward making it press harder into him, “We both know you won’t do that to me Lo. Would you?”
 
They stared at each other. He had seen the mixed emotions in her eyes. Dez chocolate pools were intense making Lokka look away first. He released her arm, taking the 9 mm from her. She quickly turned on her heels, walking fast as she as she could into the building.

She wished she did have the heart to end his life on sight but she knew if he really died, she would give up her life to bring him back.
 
As soon as Lokka walked into her classroom fashionably late as always, everyone turned to look at her. Locking eyes with Kelina, she seen the bruise had faded some, but it was still apparent. Lokka blew her a teasing kiss, before giggling as Kelina looked away scowling.

“Ah, here she is. Lokka Juan.” Her teacher Ms. Young said. 

Lokka turned to see her standing with a boy she'd never seen before.

“This is Avery Chandler. He is a new student here. You can be excused from class, if you agree to show him around.” Ms. Young bargained. She thought Lokka was anti-social. Maybe they could make friends in each other.

Lokka shrugged, “I guess. Come on boy.” She said blandly leaving out the class walking away.

Avery watched her ass sway for a second before realizing she was leaving him, he jogged to catch up to her, “Hold up ma. What’s your name again?”

She stopped walking, turning to face him “Lokka.” she said looking him over.

Avery was a smooth caramel color. His hair was freshly cut with 360 waves running through it. A little patch of hair on his chin and big pink lips graced his face. His many tattoos covered his arms and ran under his shirt.

He smirked once he realized she was checking him out because truthfully, he was doing the same to her.

Avery placed his arm over her shoulder, and surprisingly Lokka let him do it. They walked together as Lokka showed him the major parts of the school. She took him to the gym, the lunchroom, the front offices, and finally showing him the classes on his schedule.