The Tragedy of Lafwayfway

Friday Afternoon

Fwayfway admired Sugar's handsome face. It was a handsome face. It was so hot hot your hotness it made her eyes almost bleed from hotness. But he had his hand around Jeniqua's fuizxy (pronounced fih-zee) waist. Jeniqua was Fwayfway's bestie for evs. But Sugar was so hot your hotness and when he smiled it made Fwayfway shudder with delightdedness.

"So your hotness is partying tonight?" Fwayfway asked her friends. They were standing outside of school after schol on Friday. They were gonna get down on Friday.

"What did you just say to my man, gurl? You punk-ass hoe slut bich with a bucket of soup and a stick of dynamite shoved so far up yo ass you can see fireworks! You better not hit on my homie again!" she said, snapping her fingers in a z-shape.

"Calm yo titties, i ain't sayin' nottin. I wuz just sayin' where you was gonna party tonight? My word gurl." Fwayfway rolled her eyes. Jeniqua was so territorial, she and Sugar had only been going out for a week and already she was acting as if they were already married. Sugar was wearing a tank top that let his muscles show. He even had tatoo which said YO MAMA! he had a baseball cap on backwards and he was wearing a gold chain arround his neck. He was beuatiful in every single way.

"We gon' party at MassaJ's haos,' Jeniqua said, fingering her belly button ring. "You comin, hoe?'

Fwayfway sighed. "KK gurl," she reluctantly agreed.

Jeniqua turned and started to walk to her car, with Sugar's arm around her low-low-lowwwwww waist/ass. When they got to Jeniqua's car, she said, "Hold mah keys, biatch," she threw her 38-pound purse into Fwayfway's arms, then pulled Sugar in for a long, tongue-filled kiss, her hands travellng up and down his back. Fwayfway blinked noticing some passing kids watching the two. She tried not to look but when she saw the looks on the faces of the passersby she turned around.

"Hey witches, not in public, y'all are makin' a scene ya' hear?" They didn't hear. But she wished so hard she was the one to be kissing Sugar. Jeniqua was being a tad too obvious about being happy to be with him. Both of them had had a crush on him since they were freshman and he had transferred from another school. Before that, the only attractive child at their school had been MassaJ, but his radiance paled in comparison to that of the awe inspiring scuplted muscles and dark eyes of Sugar. Jeniqua wasn't a bad looker either, her eyes were dark and lovely and her body was curvacious and soft in the right places and thin and fuixzy where it was good to be thin and fuixzy.

Fwayfway watched for ten minutes as the snogging escalated to high school celebrity proportions. Then MassaJ came up from behind and distracted her by putting his hand on Fwafway's shoulder.

"What 'choo want wi' me yogochi muffin?"

"I wan 'cha at my house tonight muffin stuff."

"I wuz goin' wether yo' like it o not yogochi." Fwayfway karate chopped MassaJ's hand. "By Jeniqua! I headed home to get ready fo da partay!"

Jeniqua unglued herself momentarily, "Nite, watermelon tits."

"Bye!" Said Sugar. Fwayfway blushed purple Sugar had spoken to her! He and Jeniqua began kissing.