Dylan.
Back at the hotel, everyone decide to enjoy our first night a little more by going into Jacob's room and chilling. Everyone, except for Dakota. She locked herself in her hotel room and didn't interact with anyone at all. She's such a diva. It's bad enough that I have to bring her along, but now she feels like the trip is all about her. Well from now on, I won't pay attention to her actions. She can do what she wants, she's almost 18 so fuck it. I don't want to have anything to do with her.
"Pass the blunt, nigga" I heard Jacob say. He directed that towards Rayon who was just enjoying the blunt like it was his. "Rayon, give it here." I demanded . He reluctantly passed it. He knows how I feel about smoking and such. I took the blunt and put it out. "YO! What are you doing!?" Yelled Jacob as I threw out the unlit blunt. "Helping you out. Y'all motherfuckers smoke waaaay too much. You guys need to definitely cut down. " I said. They all ignored me watched television. "It's cool, be salty. You guys are so in for it." I sat down on the floor next to Rayon who had an attitude. Clearly towards me. Oh well, that's his problem.
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Andrea.
"......Baby you 'bout it, baby you know. Can I turn you out here....can I turn you on? ...." Neptune by Azealia Banks played on my phone. I assumed it was my alarm and shut it off. The time on my phone read 7:40 . I rolled out of bed and noticed Jacob wasn't next to me. "Hm, that's strange." I whispered to myself. I made my way to the bathroom, and to my surprise, Jacob was asleep in a tub full of bubbles, surrounded by candles. "Good morning, sunshine" he said in a deep voice. "Holy shit," I said clutching my chest "You scared the shit out of me. I thought you were asleep!" I said to him. I grabbed my tooth brush and began brushing. "Well you thought wrong ,mami." He began to chuckle.
As I kept brushing, and continuously spitting into the sink, I felt strong arms around my waist. Jacob began kissing my neck and rocking me. "Stop it, Jacob! I'm not decent." I said pushing him off of me. "Fine," he grabbed my butt and walked out "you'll get it next time, Chica." He know he not ready fo this jelly. Boy stop playing. I closed the door, and continued with my hygiene routine.
Kayla.
Trey and I were dressed for the day in very comfortable outfits. Trey wore a grey muscle shirt, camoflauge cargo shorts, and his Bred 11's. I simply wore some shorts, fishnet tights, a grey cropped muscle shirt, and brown combat boots. Of course, we matched a little bit, but not too over the top. Plain and simple. Today, the gang was planning on either shopping or just walking around. At least that's what I heard. "Babe, are you mad about last night?" I asked him. The incident with the prostitute and such was uncalled for. "Nah, I'm straight. You girls defended yourselves, and that's cool." He said, sitting next to me on the bed. "I'm glad that you understand, but I feel like we just got in the way of your fun for the night." "Well, you guys did, but don't worry about it. It's no biggie." He said as he gave me a cheek kiss. "Thanks babe."I stood up and grabbed my purse. "C'mon, let's go down to meet everyone." I said to Trey.
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When we got down stairs, everyone was there. "There they go! Lets get moving." Dylan said. "Wait, what about Dakota?" Trey asked. "What about her?" Dylan replied . She wasn't having it today."don't be like that, babe. Go ask her if she's coming with us." Rayon insisted. Dylan was growing aggravated. "Why? So she can act like she the fucking queen of the world and disrespect me? Um, no thank you." She rolled her eyes and folded her arms. "Just go do it, girl. If it makes it better, I'll come too." Nyla chimed in. Dylan sighed."alright, let's go." The both ran to the elevator and made their way upstairs. "And now, we wait." I said plopping down in a seat.
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HAY GUISE! It's been a century, I know. I'm sorry for that, but here's a short chapter. I'll update it soon enough. Okay? Cool. I hope you guys don't hate me D: school is a lottttt of work. I'm always tired. So yeah. Comment, vote, and fan. :) see yah soon.
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The Perfect Match
FanfictionSeventeen year old Dylan Martinez is a female senior in high school. She is the ultimate good girl. She makes straight A's and always has her nose in the books. She doesn't like to party much but knows how to have fun. She used to being on her own...
