J'Carri-
I woke up in an unfamiliar place with dirty yellow walls and clothes spread out everywhere. I looked around and I saw an older black guy sleeping next to me, he looked to be about 50 or something. Tears instantly swelled my eyes. I hurried and got out of bed and notice that my shirt and pants were torn. I tried to quietly search for my shoes, I grabbed them and reached for the door. As I opened the door the man started grunting and I could hear him getting out of bed. I didn't waste any time running out the door, not knowing where I was going, just running as fast as I could. I felt myself fall to the ground as I bumped into something.
"Fuck!", I yelled out in pain from hitting my back on the hard concrete and dropped a shoe."You ight, shawty?", a man that stood about 5'11, with smooth caramel skin, and a hard face but his hazel eyes with speckles of green made his features soften a little, spoke as he handed me my shoe.
"Ugh, move!", I said as I snatched it out his hand and continued running.
As soon as I stood up I began running again. I finally began to recognize the area, I was about 10 minutes away from my best friend, Charnelle's house. I finally stopped running when I saw the house. When I finally got to her house I knocked at her front door. No one answered. I went around the house to her room window and knocked, yet again, no one answered. Where the hell is she? I gave myself permission to climb through her bedroom window. Charnelle stood there with a big red plastic bat hitting my leg.
"Aye! Aye! Nelly! Chill out!", I shouted.
" What the hell you doing climbin' through windows?", she said still breathing heavily.
"Ya ass wasn't answering the door", I said between quick breaths.
" I was listening to music, girl. My headphones was on.",
Nelly already knew why I was there and what had happened the first time it did, we agreed we would never talk about it. She's been my friend ever since 2nd grade when she stood up for me after some girl pushed me and called me a "cracker" at the swings.
"Sis, Deonté from around the block throwing a banger. You wanna pull up?", she said while looking at her phone.
"I ain't bring any extra clothes with me", I said looking down at my ripped clothes.
"You know I got you" she said while looking at my shoes and heading to her closetShe pulled out a black and white Nike croptop and black highwaisted jeans. The outfit matched my black huaraches.
Sincere-
"Aye, man. I heard D havin' a party, all the hoes gon' be there", Sean said.
Sean was like a brother to me, he had my back the most when my moms had cancer.
"Man, what? Its probably gon' be lame af.", I said while scrolling down instagram.
"I heard its gon' be a banger forreal.", he said plopping down on the couch, turning on the tv.
"Ight, but if it ain't, I'm dippin"
I got up and went upstairs to my master bedroom to pick out an outfit. I decided on a black and white Adidas hoodie, plain black Adidas, and my black Air Forces. Something simple, I don't plan on being out for too long.
Ja'Carri-
We headed into the party around 10. From houses away we could hear the music blasting, luckily no one cared enough to call the police to make a complaint.
As soon as me and Nelly walked in we headed straight to the kitchen for drinks. I grabbed a cup with about a shot of Henny in it and downed it. I did that to about two more cups, i needed to forget about today, shit forget about my life, at least for the time being.
Astro, yeah
Sun is down, freezin' cold
That's how we already know winter's here
My dawg would prolly do it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else
I heard the beginning of my new favorite song, "Sicko Mode" by Travis Scott ft. Drake.
I grabbed Nelly's hand and pulled her out to the living room where people were dancing.
I began twerking on Nelly. She was pansexual, but that was my bestie so it was cool. She bent me over and I made it clap on her. I was short, 5'2, with nice long dirty-blonde curly hair, blue eyes, and a lil' bubble butt. I was was slim thick, but baby I could still twerk sum.
Nelly had grabbed my hand a turned me toward her, so she could twerk on me. I grabbed her hips and moved with her body as she danced to the beat.
Sin-
I ended up at the party before Sean 'cause we drove in separate cars in case I left before him.
As soon as I stepped into the house I saw two fine ass girl bumpin' and grindin' all on eachother, I stopped and looked for a second and accidentally made eyed contact with one of 'em, she kinda looked familiar but I just nodded and kept walking to get a drink.
I felt someone grab my shoulder, so I instantly went to grab my .9.
"Damn, nigga! You was gon shoot me?", Sean said laughing.
"Nah, but you can't just be grabbin' on folks"
"Yeah, whateva'. You seen them bitches twerkin out thea'?", he said looking back.
"Yeah, they fucking it up lows.", I said tossing back the Henny in my cup before grabbing another one and leaning back on the counter, watching.
The song had ended and the two girls walked into the kitchen.
"Hey, ma." I said loud enough to hear over the music, walking over to the lightskinned girl.
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His Bonnie
Ficção GeralJ'Carri Harris, 17 year-old, a street-smart girl with a obsession for the "Thug Life" and hood boys. Maybe it's because of the way she was raised, in the south side of Chicago, thugs and drugs all around, an absent father and a heroin addict for a m...