Hood Dancer

Chapter 3

This story will only be in Kaila's POV. I can't do like the other book and keep changing the POV its too much, But every onve in a while I might change it but only To DeAndre.

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I woke up this morning in a lot of pain from the beating. I walked in the bathroom and did my hygeine. I walked to my closet and chose some grey sweats, a tight fitted t-shirt, a jean jacket, and my white and pink 11s. I left my hair down and put on my white beanie that said FVCK in pink. I put on some shades to cover the black eye. I grabbed my bag and keys and drove to school.

I seen Rashad and his friends. While he was talking to them he was looking at me weirdly. I just kept walking. I was looking down at my phone when I bumped into somebody. "My bad ma." this deep voice said. I looked up and seen my bestfriend since diaper days. DeAndre. He was my color with wavy brown hair that was lowcut, he had brown eyes, and some pink juicy lips. "DeAndre? " I tilted my head. He looked me up and down. "Kaila?" He smiled big. "Yepp. It's me!" I half shouted. "Lemme see what you look like now. "He pulled my glasses off. His eyes went from shock, sadness, to anger. "Who been beating on you KK?" He drug me into a lil cut where nobody was. "......Rashad. ." I started to cry. He hugged me and told me it'll be okay. After that we became close and talked every day.

The school bell rung and he walked me to my first period. "Everything will be okay" DeAndre whispered and hugged me. I hugged him back and sat in the back of the class by Rashad. "Who the fuck was that. You cheatin now? " he said in my ear. "That's my bestfriend since I was little. We not together remember? " I snatched my arm away from him and scooted over a little. He pulled my chair back. "Bitch, its not over until I say so. Got that? " I'm so happy we got 2 days left. I just wanna go to Julliard and leave him here.

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After the last class. I grabbed my adidas duffle bag and went to the bathroom. I put on a black sports bra, red tights and, my red and black 13s . I put on my black jacket and walked out. DeAndre was standing there. "Oh shit! Why you right here?" I said confused. "I need a ride. But why you dressed liked that?" He raised his eyebrows. I laughed. "I'm going to the dance studio. I'll give you a ride home though." He looked me up and down. "No, Imma go with you" He looked down at me.

We headed to my car. We turned the corner and heard moaning. So, since we're so nosy. We peeked around the corner. It was Rashad and some other girl. They was fucking in the open. Hoes. Me and DeAndre was finna mess with them. I took a picture and He took a video. Then we ran to the car and started laughing. So he sent me the video and I sent him the picture just in case our phones fucked up. We sent it to each others email and all. I love my bestfriend,

I pulled out the parking lot and started driving. We talked about random things until we got to the studio. I walked in with DeAndre right behind me. I took my Jordans off and he took his Converse off. He had on sweats so he sat on the floor across from me. I spread my legs out and told him to pull me. He pulled me until I was laying on him. "That ain't hurt you!?" He screamed. I laughed "No nigga now get up. I'm bored and I wanna dance. I put my iPhone on the ihome and played Jupiter Love by Trey Songs. I knew this was his song. So he started off slow sticking. (search slow sticking jupiter love on YouTube)(ladies its AWESOME) He called me over to him so I came. He picked me up and laid me down and started dancing on me. We was bestfriends so I didn't think anything of it. We got up laughing and then Fumble came on.

We were so dumb in love

Couldn't get enough, no

But I could've loved you so much better

And I can't believe you never walked out

And it's not your fault

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That I fumbled your heart

Should've let go of my past for you

You did everything I asked of you

Drive across the country if I asked you to

But I'm just bad for you

I fumbled your heart

I'm bad news, yeah I'm just bad for you

I'm bad news, I fumbled your heart

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Girl you used to feel so bound in my arms

I wish we could touch some more

I'm sitting, working on this letter

The first line I write, I was wrong

So wrong, so wrong, so wrong, so wrong

And it's not your fault

So wrong, so wrong, so wrong

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That I fumbled your heart

Should've let go of my past for you

You did everything I asked of you

Drive across the country if I asked you to

But I'm just bad for you

I fumbled your heart

I'm bad news, yeah I'm just bad for you

I'm bad news, I fumbled your heart

We slow danced, the whole time we was smiling and laughing. At the end of the song he leaned in and kissed my lips. They were so soft. He licked my lips asking for entrance. I ain't give it to him. He squeezed my ass, I gasped and he slipped his tongue in. We where kissing for 2 minutes. "WHAT THE HELL!" I looked up and seen Rashad.