~I'm a dealer all my girls come in deuce and pairs, I'm in the building I construct so crank this muthaf-ker up, What the fuck you beezy's want, I'm ready to hump the car I call it ele-phunk, Trunk in the front~
"Miesha wait up." I sat down on the curb waiting for my father to arrive. "Miesha!!" I turned around and Rayjon walked up to me. "What happened back there?" "Nothing. I'm tired of Mrs. Dearn always saying something about me moving." "But it's true." I rolled my eyes. "Man fuck you and her too." I saw my dad's car pulling up and I walked over to it and got in.
My dad looked at me. "Practice is over already?" "No. I left early." I crossed my arms and looked out of the car window. He pulled out of the parking lot and headed home. We pulled up at our house and I got out and went inside. I walked into my room and went to my bathroom. I closed the door and pulled out my phone and called Kristina. "Hello."
"I got out of practice early. My dad should be leaving soon, so you can head this way." "Okay let me get ready and I'll be over there." I hung up and called Brea. "Hello." "Get ready and we'll meet you at the club." "What about choir practice?" "Don't worry about it just be ready." I hung up and walked out of my bathroom. I heard my dad walking up to my room. "Mrs. Dearn called me. Why did you get an attitude with Mrs. Dearn? She's only trying to help you." "Well I'm tired of her telling me to stop moving. Why I gotta sing solo anyway?"
"Because you have the voice." I sigh. "So?" I laid on my bed and covered my eyes. "Well, I gotta go. Since I fired Brea, you have chores to do so get busy." He closed my door and went down the stairs. "Man whatever." I got up from my bed and walked into my closet. I went through my clothes and found a black and white dress that's strapless, tight and mid-thigh.
I found my black & white stilettos and went and took a shower. After 50 minutes, I got out and put on some lotion and slipped on my robe. I walked out and the light was flashing on the intercom. I pressed the button to open the gate. I went to my drawer and put on my undergarments and combed my hair. I put it up in a ponytail and started getting ready. I flat ironed my hair and put on my jewelry. I grabbed my phone and walked down the stairs.
I walked out the door and closed it. I hopped in Kristina's car. She drove off. Taioni was in the backseat. "Sup Taioni." "Why did you leave practice early?" I rolled my eyes. "Mrs. Dearn was getting on my nerves. And Rayjon was there." Kristina pressed on the brake. We jerked forward.
"He was there?" "Yea. I was mad. Plus I didn't wanna be there with him." Kristina felt my forehead. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine." She shook her head. "I know you did not say Rayjon was there and you didn't wanna be there." "Yes I did. Look can we not talk about it. Taioni where the I.D's?" She looked in her purse. "Right here." She gave them to us. Kristina pulled up to the club and parked.
We got out and showed the bouncer our I.D's and went in to Gas Pedal by Sage the Gemini playing. "Where's Brea?" asked Taioni. "Right here." We turned around and Brea was standing there in a purple, mid-thigh dress that showed cleavage. I gave her a hug. "How have you been?" asked Brea. "Good. Practice didn't go well. I don't wanna talk about it." I went to the bar and there was a different bartender.
Brea fixed her dress and called for the bartender. He walked over to us. "Hi ladies. What would y'all like to drink?" "Can I get a Shirley Temple?" Taioni looked at me crazy. "Let me have a hypnotic and give her a shot of whiskey with that Shirley Temple." Brea licked her lips. "Let me get a Hennessy." Kristina elbowed Brea. "Make that 2. Oww." The bartender left and I wanted to leave. Our drinks came and we started drinking.
"Club seems boring tonight. Let's crank this muthafucka up." Kristina went up to the DJ booth and whispered in his ear. He nodded his head and Kristina came back. Muthafucka Up by Tyga came on. We walked to the middle of the floor and we started dancing getting our groove on. People started getting on the floor and a guy came up to me. I started twerking and I felt him getting hard against my ass. I'm getting the groove of this song.
A guy came up and pushed the guy I was twerking on. My eyes went wide. I sipped my drink. "You're coming with me." He grabbed me and I was struggling to get out his hold. "GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!" He dragged me out the club and into the parking lot. He took off his sunglasses and I realized it was Rayjon. I sipped my drink and he took it from me and threw it on the ground. "What the fuck?!"
"What the hell are you doing here?" "Having fun. Now I'm going back in." I was finna walk away, but he grabbed me and yanked me towards him and dragged me in the back of his car. He got in beside me and the driver pulled off. I started banging on the window. "Get me out of here." He grabbed my legs and pulled them and made me lay on my back. He got on top of me.
"You need to stay away from that place." "You're not my dad. I can go if I want to." "No you can't. It's bad for you." "Man fuck you." He kissed me on the lips. I tried pushing him off of me, but he grabbed my hands and put them above my head. We pulled away and he looked in my eyes. "I care about you. I may not know you, but I want to be with you." Damn he's serious. I didn't know what to say. "Rayjon, you can be with me." He kissed me and he let go of my hands and I put my hands around his neck.
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☆Miesha★ (Editing)
Teen FictionMeet the life of Miesha Harvard. She's a 17 year old and a senior at North Heights High. She lives two worlds with different people. In her dad's world, she's an angel and attend church and sings with the choir. In her friends world, she's a total b...
