Adoring Ms. Stevens

Chapter 10

Shiranda's POV

   It's my free period, and I'm currently walking down one of the halls.  I told Mr. Eisenhower that I was going to the bathroom.

I'm obviously not doing that, but sometimes, I like to be out in the halls.  It's not like I can ogle at Mr. Eisenhower, so there's nothing really keeping me in the classroom.

Just then, I see Kiera's super booty ass jiggling down the hallway.  I immediately go catch up to her.

"Hey, Super Bass."  I say with a smirkish smile.  She giggles, smiling big.  "Hey, Sexy Stud."

"Aye, I'm sorry about yesterday.  I really didn't expect for my best friend to barge in.  I usually have my privacy respected, so that's why I don't really lock my door, but I guess she wanted to make a surprise appearance."

She smally smiles.  "It did make me a bit uncomfortable, but it's all good.  I know how you can make it up to me, though."  She smiles big.

"Really?  How?"  "Go on a date with me."  Her body slowly closes in until mine is against the wall.  She teases my lips with hers, making my pussy come alive.  We slowly kiss, and I swear, I feel sparks.

I pull her into me by her waist and flip our bodies.  When we pull away, I smile at her, looking down at her while our foreheads are pressed together.

"It's a date."

.....

Deena sees me getting ready in my bathroom.  "Oooooooo, who you gettin' spiffy for?"  She says with a teasing smirk.

"I got mes a date."  "Oooo, ok.  I see you."  She walks away, and she only builds my confidence more.

I got on a fire ass button-up, some lit ass jeans, and some classic white slip-on Vans.

I grab my car keys and head out.  I'm glad Kiera and I exchanged numbers and she told me where she lives.

I hop in my pink 2016 Ford Mustang and hit the road, one hand on the steering wheel.

When I pull up to her house, I get out and go up to her door.  I ring the doorbell, and when I see her, my eyes wanna fall out my head.

She looks good as fuck.  Her curves are poppin' in the outfit she has on, showing hella cleavage, all the while being casual.

"Daaamn, Mami.  You look good as hell."  I compliment.  She kisses my cheek.  "You look like a meal, too."

I escort her to my car and open the door for her.  "Thank you."  She smiles.  "You're welcome."

I get in.  "I brought you something."  I say with a smile.  "Really?  What is it?"  She says with excitement.

I retrieve the pink roses I got for her from my back seat and give them to her.

"Oh my Gooooood.  Shiranda, that's so sweet.  They're gorgeous!"  "Just like you." 

It makes me smile to know I made her happy with the roses.  "Thank you so much."

I start driving.  She holds my hand.  "Of course, Mami."  "What made you wanna get pink roses?"

"Of course getting flowers is always a nice gesture, but anybody can always get basic red roses.  I wanted to be different.  Plus, pink roses are my favorite.  I thought you'd like them."

"You are legit so sweet."  "Ah, it's nothing.  I try."  "I really like your car, by the way."

"Thanks, Mami.  Analise is my baby."  "Where are you taking me?"  "It's a surpriiise."

.....

Kiera and I are geared up to play Laser Tag.  Once we start, I expeditiously run away from her.

She chases after me, attempting to shoot my target, but I tuck and roll, shooting hers.

Hahaha, score one for me.

It's so cute seeing her running around.  She's one of those shorter girls that's thick as fuck, so it makes up for the height they don't have.

.....

It was a close game, but I ended up winning.  "Damn, you're good."  She says.  "You weren't bad yourself.  Ya almost got me."

We thank the dude in charge and leave.  I take her to a restaurant.  I figured we could eat and recover from Laser Tag.

We're eating our food, making conversation and getting to know each other.

"I'm Latina and African American.  My mom is Latina, and my dad is African American."  She says, answering my question.

Wow, that explains why she's triple cheeked up on a Thursday afternoon.  Good combo.

"What about you?"  "I'm a whole mutt.  I'm African American, Hispanic, Irish, Native American, and there just miiiight be a bit of Haitian in there."

"Oh wow.  That's way more than me."  "Honestly, I love being as mixed as much as I am.  I love diversity."

"Same.  Like, why should someone's race, nationality, or descent matter?  We're all people at the end of the day."

"Right?  I'm always thinking that.  We should mix things up, y'know?  Fuck the purebred shit."

"Oo, you should really try this lobster ravioli.  It's so good."  She puts some of it on her fork and brings it over to my mouth.

I open up, and down the hatch it goes.  "Oh wow, that's fucking amazing.  I should've ordered it."

"Thanks for bringing me here.  This was a really nice and fun date.  I hope we do it again sometime."

.....

The night ended pretty well.  When I dropped Kiera off back at her house, I gripped that fat ass as we kissed goodbye.

Now I'm just chillin' in my room, thinking about the great day we had.  I had fun, and I would like to see her again.