Finding My Place (Completed)

Finding My Place

Chapter 1: Flashback

So here, you think your about to hear another boring love story, no no fuck that. My name is Anae Miller and this book is about how I’m finding my place, where I belong in this world. I’m 16, brown skin, medium length brown hair, gawgous brown eyes (yep I said gawgous). I’m tall in my world but in reality to these niggas ima midget. I’m not the freshest chick but I do turn some heads. Enough about me let’s get this nigga filled book started!

Back in freshman year….

I walk up in Freddie Eastwood High wearing my brand new Indian sandals I brought from the ATL. Had on my fringled Bob Marley shirt to let these niggas know I got that Jamaican blood in me. I had on some acid jean shorts on with spikes on the side. I had my hair up in twist to fall down in a Mohawk and my dangling gold earrings. I had a little makeup on my eyes and had lip gloss on my heart shaped lips. I was looking and feeling good but the only thing was I’m walking around this campus confused as fuck. Then this girl walks up to me.

she had on a v-neck teal shirt that showed her full double D chest that would make a c cup like me feel some type of way. She had on a black pencil skirt with a belt that showed her little belly bump. I don’t know if she was pregnant or she just had a little gut. She had a little ass but I’m not gay. She had big gold hoops in her ears and had sorda long black wavy hair. She was light skin and I knew she got niggas.

She told me her name was Neisha (Nay-Ish-a). she was a sophomore and she knew how it felt to be a freshman.

“what’s your first period Anae?” she asked me.

“algebra 1 with Mr. Stratos.” I told her.

“ah shit girl let me pray for you, that nigga nut.” She tells me

When she told me that I already knew this was gonna be a hell of a year.

I got thru 1st period with Mr. Stratos and she was right he was a nut. But my 2nd period with Mr. Gaunman was good he seem cool as hell but he gave homework out on the first day like ain’t nobody got time for that! I get to lunch and as soon as I walk in I see a chick-fa-la stand. I hurried up and walked my ass over there and got me a chicken sandwich, mayo and fries. Then on my way walking to my seat I see a O-So-Fruitie stand.

“Damn this school got all my favorite food places.” I said lowly to myself.

“Yeah they really do huh?” said a sexy deep voice.

I turned around to be face to face with a fine as light skin dude. He had some sexy brown puppy eyes and a good grade of black wavy hair. He had sick show game and he dressed like he was a tumblr model. He saw me checking him out and smiled. He had perfectly in lined white teeth and deep ass dimples. I could barely breath when he smiled.

“Hey my name is Brandyn.” He said

“uh, meh, uh, Anae.” I said sounding like a dumbass

“aha I see someone is a bit suckie at first conversations.” He said making me snap back to reality.

“ha I’m sorry I was just excited over this good food I’m about to feast on.” I tell him trynna sound cool.

“mhm yeah okay, well let’s sit together.” He insisted.

We sat down he was eating pizza and drinking a monster and he kept looking at me chewing. I didn’t say anything cause he was fine and I liked the attention. Then while me and Brandyn are in the middle of our food a familiar voice screams towards me.

“Anae Milla Lite! Is that you booda”

I turn around to see my ace, my nigga boo, my down bitch since we was playing with bratz dolls and having tea parties. Lindsey Harris.