I promised myself I would eventually write this. This is one of those story ideas that once it got in my head it got stuck...and I mentally couldn't get it out, it was like the 24 hour story itch that wouldn't quit. Any who, I decided that I needed to stop procrastinating (which I'm amazing at by the way) and write this down. Before we jump into this story, let me just say that I'm going to be very honest about how I portray my characters, I'm a terrible poet, and that some of this is based on things I've seen and places I've been but not all of it. This is fiction lmao.
(NOTE AS OF 2014 [after this was completed] I'm editing this slowly so I apologize for any grammar mistakes)
A memory: Entering Veronica But starting as Chris:
Chris was only mildly excited about his first day of high school. He was, however excited about seeing the new hot girls. He'd already seen Ashlynn on the way to the front steps and she was smokin'. Her chest had jumped from a B to a large C over the summer and Chris was loving it. Now, sitting on the front steps he scooped out the area for new meat. It was nearing 7:00 AM so more people would be here since school started at 8:22 AM but Chris wanted something now. After a few more minutes a couple of unnatural blondes from last year popped up and gave him flirty faces, he ignored them though. He didn't want that today, he didn't want the red head that came either.
By 8:15 AM more people had arrived. The unnatural blondes had disappeared with a couple of his football buddies and the redhead had dissolved into the thick crowd with a couple of her friends. He watched people walk up the stairs beside him and mutter "Stupid freshmen..." he started to doze off, growing bored with the lack of pretty girls when he heard. "Move out the damn way!" His head jerked up and he zeroed into the crowd, oblivious to the laugher behind him. He saw two black girls. And goddamn, were they hot.
The first one had her hair up in a bun and he saw she had a small bust but, she had a nice backside to even it out. Her face was overall pretty but it wasn't that that struck him about her. It was her demeanor. "Move!" The other girl was obviously gesturing her to be quiet, she had a finger to her lips, but was giggling. The bun-girl ignored her, elbowing people in the sides she fought towards the front. Chris examined the second girl. She wasn't flat-chested but she was not well-endowed either, he decided her tits were probably average sized, big hips flared out from a small waist, she had a huge butt for her size, and she couldn't be more then 5"4'. One of the things that struck him as interesting was her face. She had big features, plump, full lips, soft eyes and a wide nose. Another thing he saw was that her hair was bushy and thick, licking at the edges of her face,
He waited until they were in front of one of the trees that was a small distance away from him. The bun-girl pulled out her cell phone and frowned. She said something to the other girl then she walked away, looking at her phone. He decided now was his chance, if he ever had a chance to catch this girl alone it'd be now. He'd mentally decided that he didn't want to deal with bun-girl; she seemed too wild and crazy. She'd be way too hung up if he put the moves on her. He'd take big-nose. She seemed tame and meek enough to get with.
He stood up, causing a of snickers to erupt behind him. He ignored it of course, and swaggered over to big-nose who was fiddling with a bracelet on her thin wrist. "Hey," He said this quickly, not giving her time to respond. "You're very pretty, I couldn't help but notice. Can I get your number, I think I lost mine..." He said pitching his voice so it was low and husky and giving her one of his looks.
She smiled warily. "Well I..."
He cut her off. "How about it, big-nose?" Saying big-nose had been an accident but the reaction was instantaneous. "What did you just call me?" she screeched, causing half of the kids outside to look at her. "I don't care who you are, I don't care how blonde your hair is or how blue your eyes are, no one, and I repeat no one calls me big-nose. Ever. Do it again and see what happens!" He could tell she was angry but he didn't really care. It was a lot more fun to fuck with her now that he couldn't fuck her.
"So? Think I care?" He leaned forward and connected with her dark eyes, which he see were a warm milky brown in the light. They looked watery but he ignored it. "...big-nose?"
The girl opened her mouth to say something but her words were stopped short as someone elbowed their way through the crowd. "What did you say to Veronica?" The crowd parted for the ball-girl. "Oooh, if I ever catch you talking to her like that again I swear to you I will give you a taste of my backhand!"
Chris backed away with his hands up in mock surrender. "Whatever you say,"
The girl didn't even flinch. She stood there calmly and replied. "You're an asshole."
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I am Veronica (bwwm)
Romance{Interracial} & {Completed} ~Book one~ Veronica Carter is an easygoing girl. She has two best friends who have her back, a boyfriend she loves a lot, and a lot of hair. All a black girl could want in high school. And then an idiot strolls into her...