Curves and All (On Hold)

Chapter 4.1

You make me wanna leave the one I'm with

Start a new relationship with you

This is what you do

Think about her and the things that come along with

You make me

You make me...

[Usher - You Make Me Wanna]

Chris Blackwell { 4 Months Later}

I turn the radio off knowing damn well this is not the song I want to hear right now. It just makes my mind wander off to my "friend." When I first saw that girl, she caught my attention.

Flashback

I wake up not giving ah fuck. Its just how I feel every morning. Going to a new school but oh well. Im Chris Max Blackwell in this bitch. Wherever I go in the North, you know me.

Im going to this hood ass school because I couldn't stand the white folk no more. Always on a nigga back, starring at me because Im a nigga WITH money. Shit may be illegal but I still got some.

All the hoes look like they parents feed them leftover scraps. The niggas be feeling themselves way to hard for my liking. Been suspended five times over a nigga crossing me wrong. Dad took me out and said I was going to his old high school back in the day.

So im late but oh well. I get up and head to my shower.

In.

Out.

Done.

I wrap a towel around my waist and run my fingers through my fade.
I walk to my closet and pull out an outfit. Ladies, let me tell you something now. If ya boy stay "trued up," then he a basic nigga. Tru's ain't shit when you got real money.

You got your Versace, your Gucci, your Armani, your Hugo Boss, the Burberry, Calvin Klein, louie, and much more. If he stay on his casual shit and ain't got at least five suits, he not on his grown man business. Real talk.

I decide to be a "basic nigga" today because nobody in the hood knows who I am. They know my family but not me. Been with the white folks since birth but my dad made sure that I know who I am and where Im really from. He just had to keep me hidden.
Nigga's would come after to me to get to my dad.

I walk downstair and fix me a bowl of cereal. I may be rich but cereal is quick and easy. I finish off the bowl and put it in the dishwasher. I jog upstairs and brush my teeth. I take my grease and rub my hair. Rub frontward for the top. Downward for the back and sides. Repeat with a brush. Thats how you get them waves that be dipping like the ocean, forreal forreal.

I grab my stuff for school and head to my car. I hate traffic but im already late. Might as well enjoy my time.



I pull up and turn off the engine. I check my waves in the rearview mirror and nod. Still good. I get out and lock my doors. Don't need my shit being stolen. Thats anywhere so gone with that "Your being soo stereotypical of the hood." Naw bitch! I lock my doors where ever I go.

I walk into the school and see the front office. I walk in and see everybody doing nothing. On the phone talking to they friends, chatting with co-workers. Basically bullshittin.

[What chu doin? Bullshittin. -Big Sean/Bullshittin]

I clear my throat and see nobody even fidget. I clear my throat a little louder. One female looks at me and rolls her eyes. Well bye bye then bitch!

"I got to go jimmy...mhmm...bye baby." She hangs up and walks over with a straight up attitude.

"Welcome to F. T. Book High School, home of the lions. What can I do for you." This hoe sound like a straight up collect call. All bland and shit. I just shake my head.

"Im a new student. I registered about a week ago and I need my schedule." She huffs and puts her hands on her hips.

"Ok well I really can't do anything until you give me your name. K? K." She turns around as some people start snickering at her little joke. I clear my throat.

"My name is Chris Max Blackwell m'am." Everybody stops and just stares at me. I honestly hate this shit. You hear my name and all of a sudden, you are all fake. She turns around and smiles.

"Mr. Blackwell! I will get your schedule right now honey. You don't even worry." She rushes to the back. I look at the scene now. Bitches wanna act like they are actually "productive."

She comes back smiling. Before she can say anything, I snatch my schedule and walk off. Fake ass. I walk to my class with no problems. The school is easy to figure out. I walk into the class interrupting the lesson. I stick my schedule out to the teacher and make my way to the closes empty seat. The teacher puts it on her desk and starts again.

"Aye bruh, you in my lady seat." I look up and see this boy and this girl starring me down. Not gone lie, shawty fine but I can tell she a pushover.

I look at my desk and move my head looking for any indication that her name is on it. This is not kindergarten my nigga. I shake my head. "Naw. Im not. Shawty name not engraved on this."

"Bruh! You better-"

"Mister Lee and Miss Lane. I advise you take a seat and please stop bothering Mister Chris Blackwell." The teacher interrupts, putting much emphasis on my last name.

Everybody mouth drops and the class starts to whisper. I look at the boy and smirk. I honestly already don't like this arrogant nigga.

Ole dude just smiles and sits down while little shawty looks like she seen a ghost. She nearly ran to a different desk. I look at the teacher who gulps. Can anybody not be afraid of me? Shit is annoying.

"Mister Blackwell, you can choose someone to tour you around the school." I hear the girls start giggling, whispering while the boys start making childish noises. I start turning around but none even look okay. I turn around and I'm kind of shocked.

This is the only, I mean only girl who isnt being thirsty for me to pick them. She got long hair to. I need to see who she is.

"Aye." The girl lifts her head and her eyes get wide. I hold up my finger and smile, pointing at her. "Move ya head, shawty." The girl face falls as the room snickers at me straight up embarrassing her. Oh y'all thought I was talking about this chick? Naw. Its this red hair chick who really getting my attention. The girl behind me just was not wanting my attention.

She rolls her eyes. I nod at the girl and she smiles, putting her head down to work. The girl looks back at me so I decide to run game. I wink at her and bite my lip. She just giving me straight face though. Most girls would be at my feet right now. I turn around, to confused. The fuck wrong with her.




Class goes by and the bell finally rings. I get up until I see the girl behind me be pushed. I turn to see ole fuck boy.

He starts running off at the mouth as she just sighs and answers him blandly. Seeing her stand up fully made my eyes widen.

Baby got ah BODY!

Her upper body had what I believe to be some C cups. I cant see her stomach but them hips...shawty THICK! She got the coke bottle shape, forreal forreal! Her thighs are just begging to be touched!

She bends over to pick her papers. I just stare at how fat her ass is. Good lord! She is blessed at the age she is! I shake my head laughing at myself.

Am I forgetting I got a badass shawty at the crib?

Ole girl stands up and just gives him no emotions. I look at her closer and can already tell: She want to fuck this nigga up.

Fuck boy throws the papers in her face and I swear I saw something. But she just gets back on her hands and knees, picking up her papers. I go to walk over but the red head grabs my arm, basically pulling me out. I know this now.

She a level fucking hunned thou clinger! (hundred thousand if you can't say it the ghetto way lol.) She grabs my schedule off the desk and just starts mumbling. Right now, all thats on my mind is the shawty who seats behind me.

Whats her name?

Why is she a pushover?

Why she frontin?

In gone find out. Let it be known.

Flashback over

I wipe my hand over my face. I look over at my little junt name Cecilia. Got me a little mixed breed. Long hair, small waist and unfortunately a small ass. I guess her face, titties and hair make up from it. Been a year since we been together and Im starting to regret this relationship.

She was a ROD...in the beginning. Once I started drowning her in the lavish life, this hoe became a professional swimmer in the shit. It started with asking for the little things at first. She would ask for a little more here and there. Then the hoe became greedy.

Only reason I still claim her is:

1. For the head
2. For the sex
3. She still a ROD, just greedy

I look at her and see she to engrossed at looking at herself than see that her boy is not at his best. See what I mean? She does have natural beauty and she knows it. I guess you could say it was my fault she like this. Her hair? Stay did. Her nails? On me. Her attire and fit? Covered.

I made her and doubt she can or would leave me.

My phone beeps and she instantly grabs it. I shrug my shoulders as she cuts her eyes at me. She can see my phone. I have nothing to hide. I see her unlock it, so I focus my attention back on the road.

"Who the fuck is this, Chris?!" She starts hitting my arm. I know she see me driving! I look at her and dare her to hit me again. She retreats but with an angry look. I take my phone and see its from Tiana. Its been four months knowing her. I had to quit the flirting after a month, and I had finally told her I had a chick. She respected that, but she became real distant.

Tiana: Can you come pick me up?! Some bullshit has popped off at the house...

I look at Cecilia and then the message. I see her nose flare and then she snatches my phone. She scuffs and laughs.

"Are you actually considering going over there to this this," she looks at the phone. "Tiana trick! Who is she anyway huh? You cheating on me Chris? Are you fucking kidding me!" I turn the car around and start heading to her house, just to fuel the fire.

"Aint nobody cheating on you Cecilia, damn! I just need to help a friend? Is that not okay? Damn!" I look at her then back at the road.

She huffs and sighs. "You owe me Chris."

"And what do you want, Cecilia?"

She puts her finger on her chin and starts thinking." I want to go out friday to a five star dinner. Then I want a Hermes belt and a new Gucci bag." I roll my eyes. This girl does not know that money don't grow on trees. She so lucky she my girl. I just nod. Fuck it.

Now im worried about what the fuck has popped of at the Smith's home.
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