I pulled the handle and opened the door, when I walked in I noticed a couple of fine guys here and there, but 1 of them had their eyes locked on me. I walked into the registration office, and asked for help.
"Hello, how may I help you?"
"I'm here to be registered"
"Name, please"
"Giselle, Giselle Ellis"
I sat down while the lady looked through her computer for my records. As of right now I was bored af. I took my White Solo HD Beats out of my black Jansport backpack, plugged them into my phone, and blasted Hotline Bling by Drake.
"You used to call me on my cell phone"
"Late night when you need my love"
"Call me on my cell phone"
"Late night when you need my love"
"And I know when that hotline bling"
"That can only mean one thing"
"I know when that hotline bling"
"That can only mean one thing"
"Ever since I left the city-"
The lady had found my records and had called my name, I unplugged my Beats and put them away in my backpack. I got up, went to the desk, and then the lady handed me my schedule and a key to my dorm. I was walking out the door, when I bumped into this fine asss boy.
"Woah, my bad ma, I didn't see you there" He said while biting his lips.
"Umm, no its my fault" I said in a hurried tone, trying not to blush.
"Aww, your blushing" He said flashing his million dollar smile.
Shit I blushed...
"No I'm not" I said trying to stop blushing, which failed miserably.
"Can I get your number?" He asked licking his lips.
"Maybe another time, when I get to know you better" I said while picking up my stuff, making sure to make my butt toot up when I bent over, making him stiffen up and just, freeze. I looked up at him as he looked at my ass, then I stood up and began to walk away.
I head off to my dorm where I am meeted by a darkskin girk, who looks about my age with some blue hair. Looking rachet af, then she got the nerve to roll her eyes when she walk past with her fish lips spread for the whole world to smell. Fxcking disgusting. I would've beat the bitch ass if it wasn't my first day. So I just unlock my dorm room door with the key I got earlier, and I plop my ass on the couch, and take this new shit all in. Until I hear a knock at my door, wonder who it could be?....
Haven't updated in a long time, but ehh here's an update for now.
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The Mind Games of a Thug
RomantizmIt's Supreme. Story Description- Giselle Ellis lived in the very rural side of Georgia,Atlanta. She was known to get in to trouble alot. But when she did she would always have her P.I.C, (Partner in crime) Dennise Reagan. They robbed houses, stole c...
