That, ladies and gentlemen is Kareen ↑↑↑↑
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♠♠♠Tyshawn♠♠♠
It's finally Sunday!... And I fucking forgot to tell her what time to come over! Just fucking perfect! And I forgot to ask for her number.
I start cleaning my room. There's panties, bras, and boxer briefs all over the place. I throw them into the closet.
I put all the garbage on my floor, in the actual garbage. I take out my English notebook, and my mom's book about mythology. I place then all on the bed.
I run down the stairs, to see all the boys, except for Jay, and Kareen, they go to church.
"Boy, when she coming over?" Tyleik ask. I shrugged my shoulders. Then the door bell rings.
Shit! She's here!
I run to the door, and open it. And it's Angela, with a book bag. "Do you always answer the door like that?" She ask, pointing at me, up, and down.
I look down to see myself shirtless. I look back up at her, and smirk at her. She just shakes her head, and walk into the house.
She had black leggings, and a dark blue sweater dress, that went mid-thigh. She also wore dark blue boots. Her hair was in a bun.
"Where's Unique?" She ask, looking around.
Fuck, I forgot about her!
"She said that she won't be able to make it." I lied.
"Good."
"Oh, you want me all to yourself, huh?" I smirk. She bites her lip, but I could tell it wasn't sexual. It's probably a habit of hers.
"You wish," she replies.
I put my arm over her, and walk towards the guys. "Angela, this is Tyleik, and Daquel. Y'all this is my girlfriend, Angela."
"Girlfriend?" Angela ask. She begin to laugh, mad hard. "Yeah, you're bae." I tell her.
"Bull shit."
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"We should do something, about the God Apollo." She suggest. I nod.
"Nah, what about the Egyptian God, Anubis?" She suggest again. I'm not really listening, so once again I nod.
"How about my left ass cheek?" She says, catching on. I just nod. Then she hits me on the back of my head.
"What was that for!" I yell.
That hurt like a mother fucker!
"You don't listen." She simply says, and goes back to thinking.
Of course, I wouldn't listen! I don't give a fuck about the project. Honestly, I'm just trying to win bet.
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We finally choose to write about Apollo, an ancient Greek God. She's writing about him, while I'm looking for a show to watch on TV. I turn to a show, called "Ancient Aliens."
"This shit a joke! Aliens, really?" I say. But she just ignored me. She's uncomfortable, I can tell. By her body language. And the fact that she's not talking, and that she still has her book bag on.
But then her phone rings. She picks up.
♠♠♠Angela♠♠♠
I really don't like it here. It's just weird, and I can smell weed, probably coming from down stairs, where the boys are at.
Tyshawn puts on my favorite show 'Ancient Aliens.'
"This shit is a joke. Aliens, really?"
Then my phone rings, it's my mom.
Mom: Honey, you're at Bianca's house, doing a project with her son, right?
Me: Yeah mom, why?
Mom: I asked Bianca of you could sleep over.
Me: What, why?
Mom: A storm is coming. And I don't want you, on the road. Ok? And no doing the "dance" with any boys!
Me: The what?
Mom: The happy happy
Me: Come again
Mom: Doing the dirty.
Me:Sex?
Mom: Child, you knew what I meant! Love you
Me: Love you too, bye
I hang up, and put my phone on the bed. "What happened?" He ask.
"A storm is coming. My mom doesn't want me driving home, tonight. So she asked Bianca, if I could sleep over." I simply tell him. I put my book bag on his dresser.
"What was all that, about sex?" He ask. He had this big grin on his face. And he still had his shirt off.
"My mom said, don't have it. She so stupid, I swear." I laugh. She's really goofy, honestly.
YOU ARE READING
Juvenile (Urban)
Teen Fiction"Loving the bad boy, isn't always right." Tyshawn told me, getting up from the bed. "What?" I ask, confused. I don't understand what's going on. That's when his friends run into his room, " It was a dare! " Angela is a beautiful, plus size teenager...
