Biracial

Chapter 55:

Rashad.

Those kisses never seem to fade away
I can feel em on my face

They still feel perfect
That's why I can't go another day

Love it when I see you smile
Happy just to be there

Even when you're down girl
I've been needing you around girl yeah yeah

"Turn this shit down." Asia sucked her teeth as I turned down the music.

"Don't be downplaying my future baby daddy." I side eyed her then finished rolling the blunt in my hand.

She kept singing as I lit and pulled from it. I let it fill my lungs before I blew it in her face. I glanced at her and she was mugging me. Chuckling, I put it between my lips only for her to snatch it.

I looked at her like really?

She giggled and inhaled. "Shit ain't funny wit'cha fat head ass."

"You love my big head."

"I do."

She placed her glasses on top of her head and smiled. She held up her phone to take a ussie. I held up westside while she smiled all big and cheesy.

"amh_17__: LA, born and raised. 💋"

Currently sitting in her car at Malibu Pier. I was sitting in the drivers seat and she was sitting with her feet in my lap. She lucky she got pretty feet and they clean because I hate feet and I hate when people put theirs on me. All'at shit cut.

She wanted to spend some time together since we haven't really been able to.

Prom is old news at this point and graduation is up next. It's this upcoming weekend to be exact.

We got our cap and gowns, tassels, ropes, and tickets, and all that other fun stuff. I'm ready to accept my diploma and say I did it.

These last four years of high school flew by and now we're done. It seems like just yesterday we were freshmen and victims of freshmen kill day.

It's funny how we all grew up and changed since then. Some of these people glo'd up, and some still ugly asa bitch, but that's beside the point. We all grew in some way or another.

"What exams do you have tomorrow?" I asked as I took the blunt from her.

"Um," She snapped her fingers as she tried to remember. "Anatomy & Physiology and ICM. Which ones do you have?"

"Psych and Communicating in the 21st Century." She nodded. I'm always getting her high as shit. Her eyes were low and red, and she was just chilling.

She turned the music up a little and sat back.

Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is?
Guess whose it is? It's yours

Next time we fuck, I don't wanna fuck, I wanna make love
Next time we talk, I don't wanna just talk, I wanna trust

Next time I stand tall, I wanna be standin' for you
And next time I spend I want it all to be for you

We sat and watched the sun set. That was until she wanted to go to the end of the pier.

We got out and walked down the boardwalk hand in hand. Her goofy ass was swinging our hands back and forth.

"C'mere scrub." I pulled her arm and wrapped both of mine around her as she walked backwards.