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G.racious A. ttitudes N.o G.immicks

(Left to right Dave, Minnie, Sheia (She-uh), Natise ( Nah-Teece), Fanny, DP)
We were like the 31 flavors of bad. It was me, Dave (A'Davea), she never liked her real name so she kept it short and sweet. Minnie (Takecia) we called her that because she was so small and cute , Sheia, Natise ( Nautica) who I affectionately called Pud or Naughty Natise ,Fanny whose real name is Giana but when we met she introduced herself as Fanny and it stuck  and Denim Pierce better known as DP.

Those were my bitches and I rode for each and every one of em to the fullest. I didn't mind going to bat whether they were right or wrong. We weren't the drama type but it was an unspoken rule to not come to us with none. We were ladies but that didn't mean the bitch in us was far behind. 

I met Dave and DP my second semester of my freshman year on campus. I was always at all of the parties because I hung with the upperclassmen and they was tryna figure out how could they be down. I couldn't blame em tho. You gotta get in where you fit in on Grambling's campus. I stayed around them because they were from Chicago and pure fun. It was never a dull moment when we were together, I can specifically remember having many headaches from laughing all day dealing with them two fools. But it was all fun and games until it was time to go out.

Then it was time to tap into your inner bad boosh.

And those two did it with ease; it was me who was still ridiculously rough around the edges. But they showed me otherwise.

Dave held a peanut butter complexion that stood out where ever we went, dark sepia eyes and wide, baby making hips. Niggas went crazy over her and she got everything she could out they asses. She was the Yolo (You Only Live Once) type and she rarely let an opportunity pass her up, a self-proclaimed bad bitch. I never hated on her, hey baby e'body aint able. She had 'em in all shapes and sizes from all walks of life and they did what she asked of them, so shit, more power to you.

Then there was DP, she was a ole black Barbie looking bitch that I loved so much. DP just had a different flava to her. When everybody else went left she went up I never understood her. She was like that perfect chocolate, like a dark brown. That fresh Hershey complexion with eyes that sparkled like diamonds on a August night in the country. She held a set of perfectly aligned teeth and a tight petite body that allowed her to squeeze in anything and make it look designer.

They were the wild ones of my clique, so when shit hit the fan I already knew it was poppin'. Dave had a mouth out this world and DP was like my silent killer, she faded to black until shit got real then it was like uh oh!

Then you got Minnie, this thang here. When I first start kickin it with her I called her ass Max because she was so boyish. She had more white tees then Dem Franchise Boyz. I used to be like girl can you by a blue shirt gotdamn! All she loved was Airmax , all types; 95's, 2000's all of 'em but the girl couldn't dress to save her life.

I used to be like Minnie girl! If you don't go get something that match I am going to murder you. Now.

That was my boo though, she was sweet as pie and ridiculously quiet, quiet to the point that it made you wonder if she was plotting on you or some shit. Broads that be that quiet don't get my trust easily but something about her boyish demeanor made me fuck with her. Minnie was different though.

She had this thing about her when it came to niggas it was all a game , like who would do the most to keep her attention and if you failed then you were out of the race. I thought the shit was brilliant because she never got her feelings involved, she was never attached and when she got bored she dropped one and replaced em with two more that same day. Niggas that you would be looking at like he gotta have a chick, he too fine! This the nigga that's laid up in lil quiet Minnie room. Po' Pimpin'.

And then there was my country thang Sheia, she was from Shreveport bout an hour outside of lil' ole Grambling. She stood about 5'11, skin like marble. She loved hair and makeup, if you ever caught her not beat down and hair laid y'all was really cool because she didn't play that shit at all.

I clung to them and didn't reach out for any more friends, I had my sisters. I received something different from each of them that assisted me in forming my personality. None of us felt like "the boss" we weren't a "clique" but one thing they all had in common was me. I loved them and they loved me back and that was enough.

Daren and Daron, they were twins & they were known around campus to have big dicks & loose necks. It wasn't a secret that they made giving head a sport, but with guys like that you never really pay them no mind until you get a taste of what everybody's yellin' about.

Minnie had Daren and he was wrapped around her little finger, I shared a class with him over the summer and he constantly asked me about the small girl I was always around with, I would tell him ask her himself but later when I seen her I'd tell he was looking for her.

October was football season and the both of them were star players. So any whiff of information somebody got that one of the twins was fuckin with or trying to fuck with somebody it instantly became news.

So Minnie was topic of discussion. We would hear the little whispers as we walked the halls but nobody dared to ask until that Dallas game when Daren got a little feisty on the field.

Daren had just scored the final touch down causing them to win the game that would send them to the Bayou Classic against the Southern University Jaguars in New Orleans. The band began to play our school song as Kappa Kappa Psi started to stroll the field. Minnie and I sat front and center and it seemed as if Daren had spotted Minnie from miles away.

As the crown chanted " GS GS GS GS U U U, I thought you knew biatch " Daren dropped to his knees in front of Minnie while spreading her legs as wide and he could get them and diving his head in between her legs with his wild tongue hanging like the dog he is. Minnie tried her best to remove herself and not cause a scene but the guys had just won their very last game Daren had lion strength.

He proceeded to place her on his shoulders and showcase his well oiled loose neck talents and the crowd went bananas. I was in shock, Minnie looked around for me to save her but what was I supposed to do grab her off his shoulders? No ma'am live your life.

I watched in awe as Minnie held on for dear life as he laid her on the field and pumped into her along with the music giving the crowd a show for sore eyes. His fraternity brothers egged him on and followed suit.

Daron and I locked eyes and I smirked as his girlfriend sat right below me. She had no clue that he and I were a thing on the low, it wasn't her business and if he didn't give a shit neither did I, not my man, not my problem.

Daron walked in front of the both of us wit his inhumane tongue flickering between his pointer and middle finger in the most vicious way it made me squirm because I knew the real deal and it was funny to me that his girlfriend squirmed as well. Me and my sister wife thoroughly enjoyed the show, his dick and his tongue was big enough for the both of us. I played my role and after I came the show was over.

The loud singing of R. Kelly's Legs Shakin' smacked me out of my sleep as I frantically searched for my iPhone.

"Unlock the do" was the first and last thing I heard before the 3 beeps signaling the person on the other end had hung up. I rolled my eyes and got up to do as I was told. As I was headed back to my room Minnie stepped out with a smirk shaking her head and judging me.

" Fuckin skank" she laughed as she continued to the fridge to retrieve her strawberry cheesecake ice cream.

" Now why I gotta be allat? I asked in sincerity.

"Bitch be late for class see don't I fight you"

"Girl the knowledge Im bout to get I fuck around & could teach the class"

We slapped fives and shared a laugh before the front door cracked open & a pair of Cool Grey 11's stepped inside.

" Oop" was the last thing I heard as Minnie disappeared back into her room as if she was never there. I had on a wife beater & a pair of hot pink boy-shorts standing in the mirror as he came & grabbed me by my hair with his right hand & my neck with his left while we locked eyes.
His eyes left mine & roamed to the clocked that read 3:18 am.

" Cho ass in this room Bruh"