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Crazy thing was I was already awoke. I guess I'm nervous... I had a red and black Nike just do it shirt on with some black joggers with a red and black button up shirt around my waist. Finally to top I had a black strapback on with the he got game thirteen's on. I'm a little shoe fanatic. I went to the bathroom and did you do when you usually go to the bathroom. Like wash your face, brush your teeth, ya know the usual. I grabbed my bookbag and headed for the bustop, which was the corner of the apartments.
Clayko was there with a Chicago Bulls shirt, overalls but they where like joggers, and a Chicago Bulls beany. He had one of the straps down on his overalls so you knew he had a Chicago Bulls shirt. " Damn man, you repping Chicago hard as fuck. Yea man, I see you tho bro." We stood there for a minute. " Aye man since you from here, you can give me like a guide? About what? How it is around here. Well rule number one, don't let nobody see you scared or weak.. Emotionally that is, it's a lot of skinny niggas here anyway. The ladies, man the ladies they are something else.
You gotta learn that specific girl so you know how to approach her. Then from there on its easy, but the girls here will just straight talk to you if they like you. But you shouldn't have nothing to worry about your tall and light skin. " The bus finally arrived. It's six eighteen. We got on the bus. So five minutes later me and Clayko just sitting in our seat chilling. Luckily he knew some upper classmen which made it easier for me to get friends. Then she walked on the bus. She was short, lightskin, had little eyes, a cute ass nose, with a nice ass. Like not normal phat ass or average, but I'm talking professional actress, model, Serena Williams booty. " Damn boy, you lost." , Clayko said. " Mmmhmmm."
He noticed her and smirked. " You lost in her eyes.... Or her ass. Both." He began laughing. " You want me to hook you up? Naww bruh chill." He shook his head, and I slid down in my seat as she walked by. " Hey Jada.",Clayko said. "Hey best friend!", she said. Oh shit he really knows her. " I would've sat with you but you got ya little friend here. I mean if you sit here you can. Calm down kiddo I was playing, hey I'm Jada." She extended her hand. I shook it. " This is Makaveli. Like Tupac, thats your real name ? Yea my mom was a Pac fan foreal foreal." She smiled. Goddamn she is beautiful as fuck.
We finally pulled up to the school. The bus drove into the bus lane lined up with other busses. Once it stopped we all stood up." Damn new boy your tall as fuck. Not really your just short as fuck.", I replied trying to be funny.
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Swing My Way: Freshmen year
Teen Fiction( A CHRIS BROWN FAN-FICTION ) A fifth- teen yr old moves to Atlanta and starts high school. He goes from average teen to trapstar in only his freshman year. But faces so much trails and tribulation, from betrayal to back stabbing. Read & find out ab...
