Chapter 8

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We pulled up to the house party and tbh it did look hella lit.

It's an actual party.

I'm so used to going to Hollywood  & Beverly Hills parties and clubs that I forgot how turnt up the hood parties are.

You can be yourself not sit there and take pictures all day and lip sing to songs on sc all night.

We got out the car and there were niggas on the lawn because the house was so packed.

"Daaaammmmmmmmmm" They all said as they mouths dropped looking at me and Andraya.

When we made our way inside my song was playing.

I decided to loosen up and have fun tonight which is very unusual.

I went to the middle of the living room where everybody was at actually everybody was everywhere , the house was packed.

Some guy grabbed my waist and I instantly started twerking and grinding as everyone made a circle.

I looked over to see some girl twerking on CHRIS!

WTF he doing here.

Everywhere I go this nigga here.

I mentally rolled my eyes and continued twerking on whoever.

I was having a good time as Yg-Up came on.

I grabbed some random boy and started grinding on his manhood.

I was having a good ass time.

All of a sudden I felt someone yank me.

I looked up to see Jason dragging me out the party.

"Jason what the hell?!" I yelled as we ended up in the backyard.

"Really Danielle!" He yelled.

"Wtf do you mean!" I yelled back.

"Your over here being ratchet and twerking on men you don't even know!" He yelled.

"As you can see it's a party" I said.

"Alright two can play that game" Jason smirked as he walked back into the house and I followed.

He grabbed some random bitch and she started dancing on him.

Jason smirked and winked at me as the girl grinded on him.

Hmmmm okaaaay two can play that game but only one can win.

I smirked back at him.

I spotted a cute ass boy , dammnnnn he was fine.

I grabbed his hand and leaded him to the middle of the floor.

Everyone circled in front of us even Jason and his bitch.

I winked at him and my song came on.

Bad bitch by French Montana came on and I damn near went crazy.

I twerked , grinded , and through that ass in a circle on the boy.

All the niggas was cheering and smacking my ass as the boy grabbed my waist smacking my ass as I bent down on his dick.

I looked up at Jason and smirked as his face grew jealous , mad , and embarrassed.

Two played that game and this bad bitch won.

Me and the mystery boy continued dancing throughout the party.

I guess he couldn't get enough of this.

We exchanged numbers and then went our own ways throughout the party.

I spotted my bitch Draya dancing on some cute chocolate boy.

I gave her the thumbs up and she winked at me.

This bitch was wild , she had the whole party lit.

Everything was happening so fast.

I felt so alive , so free.

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