Good Girl

From the jump

"Girl it is cold as hell out here" Fran yelled over the music that was playing at the block party. The weather was nippy Fran's teeth were clicking together from the chilliness. It was so cold her knees buckled a few times.

"Fran loosen yo ass up go get a drink the whole hood out here." Fran's friend Tamera yelled whole dancing with a red cup in her hand. She made sure not to waste a single drop.

"Tam you know I don't drink." She looked at her friend with the stank face. Fran tried every time to drink she just couldn't stand the taste of alcohol there was no high just pure disgust.

"Alright now what you gone do then??? Because I can walk you back home." Tamera stated ceasing her dancing and taking a sip from her cup.

Tamera knew Fran wouldn't dare leave her. They had a sisterhood and vows that they stood on regarding these types of situations.

"Tamera shut up! You know I'm not leaving." Fran stated with annoyance.

"Then leave me the hell alone...there go your man." Tam stated noticing Fran's longtime crush Devon enter the party in his white Air Frozoes on, his navy Mon Klein jacket, and black straight leg jeans.

He wasn't even her crush anymore she found out he was a H double O E and that fantasy went right out the door. He was fine but every girl in the city wanted his ass. He was tall and dark skin with pretty teeth and a gold studded nose piercing.

"Tam stop playing with me." Fran looked at her with the stank face. Tamera almost spit out her drink from laughing at her friend's dramatic expression.

The girls laughed together in unison like cackling hyena's. Tamera whined her hips to the music and offered a sip of her drink to Fran. Fran took a sip and felt the alcohol hit her chest immediately. Handing her friend back her cup she began to loosen up finally and sway her hips to the rhythm.

Francesca was so used to a life of straight academic that she often forgot what it was like to just let go and enjoy her self. Despite the fun she was having she had to be aware of her surroundings. She looked around every now and then to make sure her older brother, uncles, or her brothers friends weren't around.

"Go Fran, Go Fran, Go Fran" Tamera yelled cheering of her sister friend who was dropping it low with a slight twerk. Francesca could contain her body when her favorite song Cherry pie by Noka came on. Everybody was dancing and letting their back bone slip.

Fran whined her hips as the song came to a end. The smile of her face could be seen from Jupiter. Preppy by Lil Kool came on next. All the dudes on block where yelling over the track quoting Kool word for word. This was not Fran's cup of team.

"Tam I'm about to go get a drink." Fran yelled hoping her friend could hear her. Tamera respond with a head shake and continued to sip and twerk. Fran just laughed at her friend as she turned to head to the drink table.

The table full of drink wasn't far and Fran was happy as hell. No cooler where even need due to how freaking cold it was in Cleveland. Fran picked up a sprite and placed it in her pocket.

"You drinking alcohol Franny?" Fran heard the sarcastic voice come from beside her. She knew who it was immediately. She put her hand in his face silently telling him to talk to the hand.

It was Dwayne her brothers close friend who was more like a brother. He had on a leather coat and pant set with a gold chain around his neck and black diamond studs in his ears.

Before I could walk away he grabbed my wrist and yanked me into his chest. Francesca was over it he knew she didn't like being called Franny and yet he insisted.

"Why you got a sun dress on in 40 degree weather? Huh." He questioned holding her chin between his fingers and arm wrapped around her waist. Francesca didn't like him holding her like this at least she didn't want to.

"Dwayne please stop. It shouldn't matter to you anyways." Fran stated placing her hand on his chest. Dwayne knew better than to be showing PDA with her especially at such a big event.

"You not gone answer me." He stated jerking her head to get back her eye contact. Fran gathered a sigh from the deep pit of her stomach. She was truly tired of him.

"I just want to wear this Dwayne...now please let me go." She stated while trying to release herself from his solid hold. He just wasn't budging he usually wouldn't.

"Is mama T at home?" He asked with a whisper in her ear sending chills down her spine. His fingers began to knead at her behind. Her breathing became stuttered. She couldn't resist him and he knew it.

"Hm?" He asked massaging her backside and lightly kissing her neck. She was in a different world when he did what he did to her body. She lost all bodily function.

"No, but Dwayne we said we where going to stop this. I thought we where going to stop messing around." She whimpered while almost sagging in his arms.

"I want you in that house in 5 minutes. Leave the door unlocked." He said abruptly letting her go. Leaving Fran with wet panties and a body that felt like jello.

Fran planned to let her friend know she was leaving early.