Black Woman Preferences & Imagines

Here at Beacon Hills (4: I Can't Walk Home Without Getting Lost

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Guys, I would like to say that I hope you had a great Christmas and New Year. I would said it earlier, but who wants an author note without a new chapter. I planned to finish all my books this year and might decide to write a new one.

This year for me has been an eyeopener for me, I have learnt so much and decide a few future life choices. I have dropped a lot of unconscious racist twats and culture appropriating brats. I have had fight with tons of annoying bitches on the internet trying to act smart. I have written more than 20,000 words and decided re-write like a brat. I have been reading so much smut, that I am not affected by it anymore. 'Running From Him' got me hooked. Search it up on Wattpad!!! - (SophisticatedQueen) Shout out to the writer.

I have found out about the fetish of have mixed kids and 'swirl relationships' (anyone who wants 'swirl/interracial relationships' just for the kids, or hates their own races. You better get off the internet and rethink your self-hate and hate for your race. So much people Wattpad (meaning black girls/females) are full of self-hate and other bullshit like that. 'I only date white boys.' Or that other BS 'I am a oreo because I listen to rock music.' Bitch, you better shut your mouth up. You are not less black because you listen to rock music or country, that's like saying a white person is black because he listens to R&B or rap? trap music. Oh, if you with the black love check out - His Escort (LadyK30)

Stereotyping our beautiful black men and not giving them a chance because of that stupid rule. I found out about how black love relationships are reduced to 'urban bullshit'.

Like what the fuck is a urban relationship?

Dark-skins not getting appreciated for their beautiful melain on Wattpad, always about the light-skins. Yeah, light-skins are beautiful and shit. But, let's not forget about dark-skins.

GIVE LOVE, TO BABES ALL SKIN COLOURS.

Sorry, that this is getting too long but remember

YOU ARE NOT YOUR NAME,

YOU ARE NOT YOUR HAIR (shoutout to girls who wear weaves and extensions. Continue looking clean and fine girls. Shoutout to the girl to far in with relaxer to go natural. Shoutouts the girls who are natural, who had the big cut or transitioning to it)

YOU ARE NOT THE CLOTHES YOU WEAR.

YOU ARE NOT YOUR GRADES

YOUR INTELLIGENCE IS TO MEASURED BY THE A GRADES YOU GET.

YOU ARE NOT DEFINE BY YOUR SEXUAITY ,

NOR BY YOUR LOOKS

OR GENDER.

YOU ARE YOUR MIND,

YOU ARE YOUR DREAMS, AMBITIONS AND HOPES.

Thank you for reading this paragraph, that is long than chapter though. Continue, sipping the tea y'all. Sorry, if it sounds like I am yelling at you in your head.

RECAP:

I asked, "Can I go to the bathroom?". He nodded and I rushed of the room. Instead of going to the bathrooms, I went to the girl locker rooms. I could feel a warm liquid go down my thigh and I looked down to see blood oozing from my thigh. I looked at my hand to see large nails with my only blood on it. Looking at the mirror my image changed into the same mauthe dog that bite me.

It said, "Blood from a half demon. Very powerful indeed."

"How can you talk?" I asked. Ignoring the fact he said I was half demon.

"Should that be what you're asking?" Said the dog. I rolled my eyes.

Smart ass...

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I asked,"What do you want? It's my first day of school and honestly I don't want to get on a teacher's bad side already."

Kira might wonder what happened to me and look for me. Then she hears me talk to a mirror, she tells her friends and her friends tell my uncle. Then I will be on first bus trip to Eichen House.

It was like that dog was smirking at me,"You don't seem that puzzled from being a half demon." I wanna bitch slap this dog, but I don't not promote animal abuse.

"Why should I be I frighted from a white lie?" I asked. Dog started morphing into a human. A dark-skin black man with dark beautiful red eyes. He is so beautiful.

"What a small minded person you can be, Bast?" The man retorted before disappearing into my appearance. When he said the word, it was like something inside me awaken. After cleaning myself up, I rushed back to the classroom. All the classes past like a breeze. During lunch I sat with the group, my uncle trusts for some reason.

"Did you hear?" questioned Stiles.

Scott asked, "About what?"

"Isaac is coming back from Paris" answered Lydia happily before gloomy look showed upon her face. "I didn't think he would, since Beacon Hills have so much terrible memories for him." Everyone on the table fell quiet, they all had dark looks to their faces. Like they were remembering someone who died that they all loved in their own ways.

After a few minutes, I finally asked the question that was bugging me,"Who's Isaac?"

"Isaac is a friend of ours, who left Beacon Hills after Allison died" Lydia answered like she was thinking about Allison.

Stiles asked, "Did Deaton tell you anything?"

"Like what?" Why does he want to be so secretive, like damn it annoys me.

"Anything? Like anything bizarre and anything that you would consider not real?" pestered Stiles trying to get something out of me. Scott nudged with his elbow, whispering something in his ear.

"It would be a lot easier to ask Deaton about it." I explained.

"Nevermind that then" Stiles said. The rest of day, was just as boring as the start. I grabbed all my books, I needed for homework and placed them in bag. I started to walk home, taking the route I could remember. When I thought was halfway there, I walked to way I thought the house to realise I was total somewhere else. I stopped in front of the house that I thought was my uncle's.

"Fuck me" I huffed before I grabbed my phone to see where the fuck I was. I typed in the address and it was across the forest. I was in the front of the forest. 'Should I go through the forest or around?' I thought. It didn't really matter, it was 4 o'clock already. I made a decision and decided to go through the forest.

My heart started beating harder, hearing all these voices. I could hear footprints hit the ground and was coming closer to me. I grabbed my deodorant out my bag and prepared to spray the shit outta it to burn someone's eyes, today.