She's Lit (Urban) [ON HOLD]

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Gang and I all decided to meet up at the park after school. We sat underneath a towering tree, all snuggled together like we was about to sleep there. Ha.

It had been three days since we all met to South and everybody loved him being there. Especially Auburn who only hung out with us because of Matti. He liked her company more than his dog ass friends. We all got really close to South, especially me who was wrapped in his arms, sitting right in his lap. I was comfortable.

"But Keisha is such a bitch. I saw her talking to you Auburn. You a hoe for touching her ass. N-no! Don't fucking touch me. I don't want Keisha ass on me," Matti yelled with her thick accent.

"Baby, you know you my one and only, I only want you. Her ass was just taunting me! But you was feeling on South's ass just a second ago," He begged. Matti did her signature arm cross and pouty face, a thing nobody but Auburn liked. Just like that, they were in the beginnings of a make out session.

The rest of us groaned, looking away. I looked up towards the stars, hoping to see something pretty. But bad luck was my pleasure. What I saw was the worst thing that had ever happened to me. Something that was hideous, and scared the living hell put of me. First my eyes watered, and then it turned to stare at me, and I screamed. My body started shaking as I let my fear out through the scream. Owl. It's eerie eyes were red and it was about the size of South's body.

"Hey, hey, chill baby. It's just an owl," South tried to calm me. I covered my eyes in his chest, trying to forget what I just saw. "Are you shaking? Aww, it's okay," He laughed out.

I punched him in the shoulder and calmed myself down. I just had to think about how the flying demon would never hurt me. Once my body stopped shaking, I realized that everyone was laughing at me.

"Hoes."
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I laid down in my flannel pj pants and crop top. Yes, I sleep in crop tops. I couldn't sleep though. I had an image of an owl in my mind. The damn shitlet.

Just then I heard a quiet knock. Oh hell no, I don't let strangers in. I sat up and looked through the window that the knock came from. Sitting Indian style on the ledge of my house, was South. He stared at me waiting for me to open the window. I quietly walked over, fearing waking my parents, and opened the clean window.

"South, what is your thirsty ass doing at my win-" I stopped talking the moment I smelled the strong stench of weed. I know this nigga is not high at 11:30 in my house.

"I can't sleep. And you don't look like you can either. So let's try to sleep together hashtag teamwooork," He whisper yelled and I shushed him. I shook my head and he pulled me into his embrace.  To be honest, he was so comforting, but  I couldn't risk getting caught.

"My dad will murder you and my mom will cry, if I get caught. Can't risk them sending me to an all girls school, South," While I said this, I stared at the purity ring on my nightstand. Why do I have that shit, again? When I looked back, South was dressed in the basketball shorts that were under his pants, and no shirt. His abs were more crisp than Doritos.

South rolled his red eyes and pulled me to my bed, completely ignoring my words. He pulled the covers over us and spooned me, my ass on his dick. Even though he wasn't, you know, up, I could still feel his length on my butt, and let me tell you.

"South, why are you high right now?" I asked, hoping he wasn't always like this. I can't stand people who smoke every hour. "I wanted to forget and go to sleep," He muttered.

"Forg-" He shushed me and I rolled my eyes. Instead of prying, I decided to enjoy the piece of meat that South was, and went to sleep.

And dreamt of a motherfucking owl with red eyes.
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I shifted slightly to get comfortable. I heard a groan and popped my eyes open. On my hips, were two light skin arms pulling me close. South. I wiggled more trying to sit up. That was until I heard him groan again and could feel his little life,  or big, life on my butt.

"T, chill," He mumbled huskily. I clenched my thighs at the sound of his voice and the feel of his front on my back. Suddenly, I remembered something.

It was Saturday, meaning Kaylee Jones would be having a party later. The girl had no parent supervision on the weekend so she had the best parties.

"South!" I began shifting around again until he shot his hand out, gripping my thigh. "T, chill," He repeated looking like he was about to do a little something. Of course I wouldn't let that happen...

"My bad," I whispered, safely moving around without grinding into him. "There's a party, at this senior's house. We should go," I stated trying not to look at his lustful eyes.

"Now why would I go to a boring ass party when I got you in bed?" He mumbled, grazing his thumb over my plump bottom lip. If I could, I would be blushing so hard right now. I smiled, and slapped his hand away.

"You wanna go or not?" He shook his head and smashed his lips onto mine. A moan left my throat as he flipped on top of me and wrapped my legs around him. I could feel his hardness against my lah-di-da. I gasp when he went to work on kissing my neck and grinding into me. It all ended when there was a pound on my door. I didn't know who it was though because my parents had work.

"Tahzia Danielle Peterson, I'm telling on yo nasty ass. Come unlock this damn door," My worst nightmare laughed. It was my sister Raina, who was the craziest sibling ever.

"Ah, shit," I said smacking South's arm after he smacked my ass when I got up. I unlocked the door and let my older version walk in. "Wassup bitch. And helloo mister handsome. T, my girl, you doing good," She smiled. If you wanted to see beauty, you should look at my sister. The girl was only a quarter Persian and her hair was just above her butt. Her eyebrows were naturally perfect and her eyes were a little more hazel than mine.

"So where's your ring?" She asked pointing to the one on her finger. I almost screamed. I jumped up and down, then pulled her into a hug.

"Damn," South whispered. We both turned around to find him staring at my ass. What is up with my ass?! "My bad," He said looking away.

"Anyways, YOU GOT ENGAGED?!" I screamed. She nodded smiling at my 24 year old sister. The girl was successful, and still a virgin. Or at least a sex virgin. If you know what I mean.

"Now, I may be the best sister ever, but I do not approve of y'all sluts fucking until you're married," She scolded. I covered my face with my hands and giggled.

"We wasn't bout to do none of that. We was just messing around, right South?"  I asked narrowing my eyes at his smirking face.

"I don't know. Maybe."

Watch me beat his ass.

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Twins on the side.