{Okay im starting this new thing if you ask a question for me or the characters just comment "Q" then who it is to. And i will reply the following chapter}
Jeremih. Q:How come you so overprotective ? A: Because i dont want to see my sisters hurt. And i don't want no nigga looking, touching, feeling, or hugging on them. I mean-If you was a brother you would understand.
Chris. Q:What took you so long to be nice to Nilah? A: I don't know. I just wanted to help her. She looked to down. But TBH i thought she was crazy. Like she would flash and start smiling. But i wasn't the one to stereotype anyone, befor even knowing them. So i went with my move. And im happy i did.
Author. Q:Will you make a sequel?A: No Ma'am, and No Sir.
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Janliah's POV
It was finally the day of the dance. I am so happy. I woke up in a good mood today.
Im so excited. I even woke up to a good text message. Making me feel even better.
It was from Christopher. I was actually wrong. He is really sweet.
I told me to be ready for 8:45. Thats when everyone is leaving.
"Sissy are you ready to get all dolled up" Merah asked excitedly.
"I guess so" I replied back to her.
Im not really the type to be all into that type of stuff.
"When is Nesha coming or we going to her house" She asked.
"We going to her house, knowing her she will be here all day trying to lick somebody's toes as she would say" i told her, referring to Mih.
We both got in the Silver Benz. Driving to Nesha's house she texted me the address.
I put it in the GPS system. Then started driving when a song came on. Merah turned it up.
"This my song" she then started singing.
Know Dr. King still preachin' about togetherness
But probably lookin' down sayin' it's irrelevant
Whitney Houston, she was heaven sent
A song bird prolly smilin' right now listenin' to her own words
Rosa Parks so much heart, she an OG
Know she smilin' lookin' at the blacks in the front seat
Bernie Mac jokin' right now, him and Richard Pryor
Trayvon prolly lookin' down sayin' them niggas wild
I know who givin' knowledge up there, 2Pac
He lookin' down like what happened to this hip hop?
Biggie Smalls prolly swagged out, laid back
Him and Eazy talkin' bout how it was way back
Nate Dogg prolly reminicin' about the A-Trak
Pimp sayin' prayers that Bun and Jay stay strapped
Michael Jackson? He prolly maxin' and relaxin'
Him and Marvin Gaye makin' a classic
[Hook: Keisha Cole]
I know you smilin' down up there in black heaven
I know you're really proud of me up there in black heaven
I know you smilin' down on me in black heaven
Thinkin' of you til the day we meet again.
That was a deep song. It spoke some deep stuff.
Anyways we finally pulled up to Nesha's house.
I mean it was a neighborhood. But not the best looking one.
It was how could I put this....Okay.
"Come one Merah" i told her getting out.
Knocking on the door, a lady that looked much like Nesha opened the door.
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DiversosJanilah Janae Quints is a girl who constantly gets bullied every day. For the way she looks. No one to talk to at school. No friends. No boyfriend. And she isn't looking for one. Her mother isn't helping her get through this either. Everytime she ta...
