Chapter 3: Two More Weeks

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I got dressed and decided that the girls would go to our grandmother's house while I went to Camille's.

"Come on J, you and Nise gotta walk faster. "

"We're trying" Jade shouted.

"Why we going so fast anyways? " asked Lanise.

"Because we need to hurry up and get there before it gets dark. " I scolded them.

"Yall have some clean clothes over at Nana's house. Im spending the night at Camille's--"

"Why you not staying with me and Jade -"

"Cuz Lanise, you know the rules no adults can see us with scars" Jade said interrupting Lanise.

"Yeah baby it will only be for tonight and I will be by to get y'all afterschool. " I comforted her.

"Ok"

We finally reached my grandma's house. I told the girls to tell her I was in a rush and would call later in order to avoid her from seeing my fresh bruises.

I finally got to Mille's house. Tasha was about to go out with her new boo of the week. I honestly saw where Camille got it from.

"Soo what we doing tonight " asked Camille.

I looked at her confused. "Its Sunday, aint shit to do"

"Yeah, well lets have a few niggas over to get our mind off stuff. I got some loud from my mama and got a little bit of liquor. "

"Aight, coo. " Then I remembered my face.

"Shit, how am I going to hide this? " I said in reference to my brownish bruise.

"We'll put a li concealer on it. You and my mama bout the same color."

We got everything set up and Camille called up some nigga who had a friend and they came over.

"Aye, what time Tasha coming back?" I asked Camille

"She aint,not till Tuesday" Camille said

"Aight, so we turning this to a sleepover or what?" I laughed

"Shiit if you want to." Camille laughed back.

The boys arrived shortly after nine. We sat up and Camille rolled up about four blunts. The girl was a pro.

"Aight Ya, you light it." she said leaning over to me.

I fired up the first blunt and we started smoking. Pretty soon we was on the last one and we were high out of our minds.

I grabbed a bottle of vodka from the kitchen ad we did shots, one for every time we said the word "and".

Camille and her friend got up amd went to her room.

Me and his friend stayed on the couch.

"So, what's up with you sexy?"

"Nun, just chilling. " I laughed

"Oh you got some nice ass lips, can I touch em?"

"Okay", he leaned over and put his hand on my lips. "Damn", he mumbled.

We started kissing and touching each other. I was on top of him before I knew it.

He went to reach for my breasts and before I could stop him, he pulled on out and was sucking on it. I aint want it to go this far, especially since he was a stranger, but it felt pretty good.
"Ok-ok, thats enough" I laughed. "I don't mean anything, but I barely know you. "

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