Watuppers chicken futters? It is Saturday so why not update for youse alls?
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As I walked down my neighborhood street to the school's bus stop, I noticed Nathan, as usual. His plump, red lips contrasting against the white snow as he began sipping on a large cup of coffee. He was,...drop, dead gorgeous. The things I've imagined doing to him...
You could just tell God took a little extra time on his smooth, milky skin, and his ruby red lips; his slicked jet black hair and his shiny emerald green eyes. I personally nicknamed him snow after the Disney princess.
Me, on the other hand,...I was the black sheep of the school, literally. I was the only one in the school who was half black, which isn't a problem. My school didn't see it that way though, since we are segregated as shit. It's 2015,...get over it, but no, black teens stick with black cliques, white teens stick with white cliques, it still happens.
This creates a conflict when my brown skinned "bruthas" and my white skinned "bros" want to chill that day. If I pick one over the other, It's deemed that I like one better. I have tried to invite both out at the same time but that,...doesn't end too well.
Once I stepped foot on the yellow contraption silence took over the air and time stilled, pick a side Jay, as you already pictured, the left half of the bus was white, right half black. This is so 1960 and I'm over it.
"This shit is ridiculous you guys, like absolutely moronic, not wanting to sit with someone because of the color of their skin,....YOU HEAR HOW STUPID THAT SOUNDS?! Gay is acceptable, but darn it if I sit next to the nigger, or fuck it if I sit next to the white ass cracka,.....What kind of bullshitty, shit face retardation is that?!" I politely yelled, going to the back of the bus, (no pun there). As I put on my earphones and began to play Here by Alessia Cara, Nathan turned his head and smiled.
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"Jaaayyy," my best friend Kara exclaimed, "Myyy Nigggaaa, did you see the video?!" Her hazel eyes shone as she reached out to dap my hand. "What video?" I asked her while searching for my missing hubba bubba in my coat.
"The video of you going all DMX on the bus."
"Oh well, they deserved it," I shrugged, "Kar, I can't find my gum, have you seen my gum?" I asked frantically.
She shook her head lightly and laughed,"You and your gum Jay."
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"Well I will see you in the morrow Jay, love you boo." I smiled at this. "Love you too Kar." I replied back hugging her petite frame, then I lugged my gumless body on the bus. I was there early this time, had to be sure to get a front seat.
I still couldn't find my hubba bubba, I know, who still eats the bubba, but it's just so underrated, sure it loses taste fast, but if you have too much to count, that's a little fact that can be looked over. My mom used to give me it when I was little; I would never cry when I was chewing it, ever since, I've been hooked.
Still searching my bag that was placed beside me, a weight sat next to me, weird since the seats on the bus are pretty much empty, I looked to my left and was met with,...emerald green eyes.
"Sno- Nathan, hi." My nickname for him almost slipped out. Oops.
"Hey Jay," he smiled warmly, "What are you looking for?"
His voice is like walking into a warm room on a chilly, winter day.
"Ugh, my gum." I answered gloomily. "Do you have any,...possibly?" I sat up perkily.
He had to have gum because he was chewing on some. I didn't care that it most likely wasn't the bubba, but I just needed something to get by on.
"Oh Jay, this was my last piece, I'm sorry," He said sincerely.
He then smiled mischievously, only pretty boys and villians can pull of those grins. "But I know where you can get some."
Before I could ask where, his lips were on mine.
I moaned softly melting into his hands, I've been wanting, needing this, for months.
He took over the kiss, sending his tongue in for the kill. Before I could react fully, he pulled away, leaning his forehead on mine, pecking my lips once more.
"Now chew."
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There enndeerrrsss!!!! Lol that was a little more...."info" then usual....why do u think he told him to chew? Ohhhh u know why. Yall think that's nasty? Eh kissing is the same concept
P.s . DMX is is a nineties rapper that would always yell "where my dogs at" in the beginning of his songs lol
Hope u enjoyed...another one next Saturday... Until next time fluffer Tuppers!!
