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Two

So now I'm in 11th grade or Junior year and I mean I'm more humbled most of the shit I always wanted to do is done, and I'm carefree in life now " Mani!" Andres called from the other side of the hallways. I turned my head to two guys walking towards me. Oh remember the boy who gave me my first pill yeah that was  Andres and the guy that was beside him was Hakeem We are close because of that moment, and Hakeem hooks me up on some shit when I need something new.

" what's up," I said dabbing them both up " you tryna hit tonight at Hakeem crib?" Hakeem had an older brother but they were in the drug shit at a young age so their mother kicked them to the curb. With some hustle they got a little house where they deal.

Crib

/ crib/

An individual's Home

Home, domicile, or dwelling

"Yeah, if my mom not tripping for sure"

My mom and I  never had the best relationship, it started from childhood mostly because my father spoiled me, and my mom hated that. I remember one time I got in a fight at school because a girl made fun of my hair. That day I cried with everything in me My mom did not understand why I lashed out, only my dad did. It hurt me to see her that mad at me and from that day on I never went to my mom I was always with dad. honestly, I think me and her not having that mother and daughter bond is what makes her even envious of me and my dad or it might just be because I'm her only daughter either way she hates me.

Time skip

9:30 read the time and I slowly stood out of bed. A big, oversized hoodie covered my locs, I put my Jordan retro 6's on and walked towards my parents' door and with a big sigh I knocked. a small faint "come in" could be heard so I slowly and gently opened the door. " dad" I called looking at my father at his desk " yes baby" he responded I looked towards my mom as she watched me " can I sleepover at Emma's House today"

just as my dad was about to answer my mom butt in "You're going to do drugs again huh?" I looked at my mom " Mom no I'm going to Emma's house"

" You aren't leaving this house" I looked towards my dad for some sort of help I don't know. "Sorry baby Mom says no" 

" Why can't you just trust me!" I screamed " because you fucked up your life enough" at this point I was crying "watch me fuck it up then"

" IMANI DRAKER!!" I heard my mom yell my name I grabbed my purse and shoved a shirt pants fresh underwear and sweats and ran out of the house "IMANI !!" I could hear my mom shout from the front door but I kept running.

I soon got to Hakeem's house, and I already knew Andres was there by the black honda civic in the driveway.  I slowly walked up the steps and knocked on the door after a minute it opened " Hey Mani come on"

I walked in the house " he in the room" I walked up the stairs to Hakeem's room and there was Andres on Hakeem's bed shirtless. " what's up Mani"

" yo Hakeem can I spend the night things happened at the crib and I don't want to go back there tonight"

" bet"

"let us get fucked up?" Andres said

Time skip
I sat on the floor laughing facing Andres " what's funny" he said in a slow tone, passing me the blunt. I hit it then passed it back. Each hit took more and more air away from me.

I faced Hakeem who was passed out on his bed and smirked. I turned my attention back on Andres he had just licked his lips which were now lubricated with his saliva. I stared at him, my mouth agape. The room colors started changing in my eyes. I sat in silence as the lights turned from a deep blue to a light purple then to yellow and orange and random colors.

I started moving my body closer to Andres, it didn't even feel like I was moving more like I was floating. Before I knew it I was on his Laps. Staring into his eyes he smirked at me pulling my face to his so our noses were touching.

I felt hot at that moment and my breathing became unsteady as my heart started to beat faster adrenaline ran through my body. I attached our lips and even though I was high as fuck still I felt the emotions rush through me.

Something in my belly turned as he caressed my cheek and at that moment everything stopped spinning it felt so euphoric and I could not contain my body. I grasped his hair and his lips traveled down my neck kissing and biting on them while one hand groped my breast. I was breathing heavy and was growing weaker and weaker this was better than the drugs.

He finally detached  from my neck . We were no longer high and had realized what the fuck we had done " oh shit".