hennassi

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Hennassi danselle.....


I woke up groaning unfortunately I lived another morning I thought to myself. I got up slowly making sure I wouldn't stumble from being dizzy.

I horried downstairs leaving my breakfast behind. It was the usual for me to skip breakfast.....and all the other meals.


But that's a story for another day....

After a while I had managed to get to school. I was a littke late but I really didnt care. As I walked in I saw hennassi she was talking to jetsin as she usually would.

She loved jetsin because of the attention he gave her along with all the other guys. Though they all thought of her as a slut and someone they would screw one day but she couldnt care less.

Hennassi was overweight for her height. She hated her body her short nappy brown hair, her face, her long legs, her fat rolled stomach.

She hated every inch of it...

But yet she had somehow found the confidence to post pictures and videos of her body on her story.

She would usually wear a black sweater to cover it all up but when she didnt she would get looked and stared at as if she was some freak in a circus.

Her parents werent much help either every time they saw her eat they woukd make remarks such as

"Dont eat so much your getting overweight"

And

"You should try working out instead of eating so much"

She had a boyfriend at one point but he would always pressure wher to do things like send nudes and other unmentionables. She loved the attention he gave her she felt special but one day she found he was only using her to get with someone else.

That was where she broke and decided she would be what everyone wanted from her

A fat slut.....

I sighed making my way to class trying to find Diandra. I was never able to find her in the mornings before class.

The teacher came in and started teaching. Hardly anyone was paying attention including me, but that chenged when the intercom chimmed and a low gruff voice spoke.

"Hennasi Danselle,please make your way to the principals office immedietly"

Hennasi flew up out of her seat cheeks burning red as she made her way to the principals office.

As she arrived at the principals office she saw jonathon sitting there with a smug ass grin on his face. Her stomach fell as she saw him.

It turns out Jonathon and jetsin had reported that hennassi sexually harrased them the night before.

But lets start from the beginning....

Hennassi had went over to Jetsins house to hang out with Jonathon and him. Everything was going great until they all started drinking jetsin suggested they played a game of truth or dare. One thing lead to another and hennassi had done things to them both.

She was filled with regreat the next morning knowing they'd spread everything that happened thag night to the school.

But this was even worse. A sexual harrasment charge was something that could stick with her forever. She also felt hurt that Jetsin would be on board with this.

And if she was being honest she loved him, his baby blue eyes his jet black hair and toned stature. But she knew she had no chance with him.

As she sat in the chair jonathons expression changed. His grin faded and he began to look distressed as if someone had just told him his mother died.

"It was her she did it"

He told the police man that was standing in the corner beside Jetsin who was silent and still a ever.

"It was her"

He said not even looking into hennassi's eyes.

Hennassi could do nothing about it all she could do was hope and pray they would drop the charges. As there was nothing she could say that would change the minds of the police without her embarrassing herself.

After a while hennasi and jetsjn stepped outside to talk.

But not before she showed up...

But not before she showed up

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 09, 2022 ⏰

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