The Vato and I (interracial/urban)

Corina

*There is a sex scene*

"The fuck!" I yelled. My alarm clock plugged out! It didn't go off! I'm late! I quickly grabbed my phone to check the time.

8:15am!

"Why didn't that lady wake me up!" I shouted.

"Yo! Mama! Why you never-" I was about to finish the sentence them my black ass got shook when I saw a note.

'Corina, I'm off to Vegas! If I'm not back in the next five days- find me. I
Found me a man!'

Ain't this boutta bitch! I rolled my eyes and crumpled the paper and threw it on the floor! The bitch is in Vegas! Vegas, as if we got the money for it.

After ten minutes my ass just decided to change into a sweater and converse, I already had leggings on . I couldn't help but think my reason for being late is his fault- it is! He threw a party for hours, didn't end till the a.m! I went into the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror real quick.

'Damn Ma! Slim think with yo cute ass!'

I quickly grabbed my keys, and my bookbag. My high school was five minutes driving distance, but walking distance at least fifteen to twenty depending! I'm screwed my nigga, screwed! I need a ride!

"Who I know got a *whip?" I asked myself aloud. I turned myself to my door.

"Me, Mami." A crackhead said.
I turned myself around.
"Listen, if you want money- oh! It's you!"

Vato was dressed in a muscle shirt, A pair of elevens(sneakers) and, joggers. He looked good not gonna lie, but still looked like a fuckboy!

"Well if it isn't the fuck nigga himself! Thanks for making me late!" I shouted.

"Girl I ain't made you late! You saying anything." He yelled.

I cocked my eyebrows up a inch and stuck out my bottom lip.

"Yo, dawg don't be thinking cause you bang I'm one of your little cholos alright! Talking to me as if I'm one of those bitches you be fucking. What type of shit do you be on?" I asked him genuine.

Vato face was in shock. I'm not sure if I mentioned this but Henry was just that dude, and when someone is "that dude" you don't go off on him, well you can but due to this bitch ass dude philosophy that he superior and shit, people avoid doing it.

"Gyal get the fuck! Are you serious, right now? What have I been telling you about talking to me crazy!" He yelled.

"Imma need you to lower your voice Enrique and stop it! People who forget I exist and keep me up for the last six years don't get to yell at me!" I said louder.

Why is today so annoying?

"Shorty it's literally 8:25, we need to get it pushing. Cause I'm not gonna have detention today." He said.

Vato walked to the staircase and waved his hand for me to follow. I have a weird feeling about today. I walked by the hallway mirror and looked at myself. This boy is gonna be the death of me.
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"Nah, son!" Vato said while kidding his teeth looking at the traffic ahead.
      Our High School isn't far of a drive at all, when there is no traffic, but of course today there just had to be an "accident". An accident in Charlamaigne meant: four dead bodies found in a car, stuck in the middle or side of the road. It happens quite often just not as much as it did last year. I felt a pain in my heart as I thought of last year.

'That was my homie man. Jasmine!'

"Yo! I can't do this!" Vato said while bowing his head.