Society 8.
It started off so innocent she had a vibe and a nigga started digging' it.
"So, I went to lunch with this one stud yesterday and-" I was cut off by Suriya and her obnoxious ass laugh. "You went to lunch with a stud? See I knew you liked dates and liked studs." She shook her head and poured some more of my skittles into her mouth. I reached over and snatched the bag away from her, rolling my eyes.
We are sitting out at one of the lunch tables in the courtyard, with a few other people who're Suriya's friends. Suriya is like my only friend, not because nobody wants to talk to me but because I chose not to talk to them. I only need one friend. I don't need any friends at that, but I've known her for a while. Some of her friends are my associates but I don't claim them like that.
"Yeah she likes strap too." One of her friends, Korey laughed loudly. A few of the others laughed also at his stupid ass comment. "How about you shut the fuck up lil' dude." I told him as I sat on the table and rolled my eyes. "Somebody's getting mad." He made a baby voice and I smacked him across the face. "Sit yo' gay ass down man. On everything I'll lay yo ass out on this table, keep fuckin' with me." I snapped at him, making everyone at the table get quiet. "Ice, we were all playing with you it wasn't even that serious." Suriya told me as she held her hands up in surrender and shook her head. Korey stared at me with wide eyes, making me dramatically sigh and roll mine. "I need to smoke man." I muttered as I got up and left the courtyard. Why not just ditch school to go and roll a few?
"Bye bitches." I smirked as I opened the double doors. Leaving this bitch is one of the happiest moments of my day, five days a week.
"Aye, pretty boy." I stopped on my tracks and whipped my head in the direction beside me. It's that one stud from yesterday.. What was her name again? Oh yeah, she was too busy being an annoying asshole that I didn't catch it.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head, speed walking over to my car. I don't have time for studs today. I can barely even handle myself and my outbursts. I quickly pulled out my keys and unlocked my car and when I went to reach for my door handle, I felt a hand over mine. I slowly looked up and seen her face.
"Wazzam?" She smirked. "Gross, son." I quickly pulled my hand away and shook my head, standing up straight in front of her. "Where ya goin so early?" She grinned, knowing I was ditching. "Going to a place where you aren't invited." I muttered and reached for my handle again, but she quickly put her hand on it, so I put my hand back down and looked up at her.
"Lemme tag along, ion wanna be here either."
"'No. You'll just flirt the whole time, and Ian playing that shit."
"You like it though."
"You got me all types of ways fucked up. Fuck away from my car, yo."
"No. Lemme come."
"Why? You don't even know where I'm going."
"I don't care."
I groaned and tapped my foot, staring at my car. I was leaving to get away from all the annoying people around here, yet one wants to follow me home. I'm not about to have her tryna' get with me or anything, and she needs to get that, that stud on stud shit is nasty. Even if she's just playing, I don't play like that. Y'all know me. I. Don't. Play. That. Period.
"Just come on, damn."
I shook my head when she laughed and ran over to the passenger side and opened the door, getting in. I did the same, and looked over at her when I started the car. "Oh yeah, pretty boy what was your name?"
"Isis. Call me Ice, fam."
"Oh, I'm Tyler."
I nodded and pulled out the school parking lot quickly so that I didn't get caught. "Well I don't know about you, but I'm Finna go sit somewhere and smoke."
"I got a few swishers."
That was all she had to say. "Welcome to the team, Tyler." I laughed at myself and decided to mess with the radio. Nothing good was on, and I was too lazy to connect my phone so I just left it silent until she broke it.
"We can go by my house, my niggas should be there. They got loads of weed." She said, and I nodded. "Just show me how to get there."
After she gave me the directions, we made it to her house in no less than 20 minutes.
"This one, yeah pull in slow."
Pulling into the driveway slow I smash on the breaks avoiding to hit a huge pit bull.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT THING?! THAT CAN'T BE A DOG , IT JUST FUCKING CAN'T BE." i scream , cowardly climbing into her lap for safety.
"Yes , it's a dog her name is Roxy."
"Roxy heal!" The dog suddenly sat , commanding it's owner.
Since I was being such a big ass baby , she had to carry me into her house.
"TYE. Wassup family?" She was greeted by a tall and slim male covered in tattoos.
They shook up , "What's cracking cuz?" I was latched onto her hip kicking at the dog that was sniffing my shoes.
"GET THIS DAMN DOG TYLER!"
"And who's this pretty little thing?" He asked touching my face.
"Don't touch me , nigga!" I scrunched up my face swatting away his hand. "Fuck you doing?
"Will you calm down?!" She asked attempting to place me on the floor. She failed miserably. I clawed at the sides of her face.
"I swear to God, if you put me down I will slap the shit out of you." I warned, on a serious note.
"Oh so now you wanna be all close to me." She smirked, all cocky like. "Just yesterday you didn't even wanna touch me let alone be in the same room as me."
"Oh please! If it wasn't for this big and dog, or this smoke session I wouldn't be here right now!" I rolled my eyes, giving her a cold mug.
"Whatever, Najae go get the others we finna spark some shit."
•••
30 minutes into the rotation circle I was feeling myself. We were all sitting in a circle surrounded by a smoke cloud, vibin'.
I was off my shits, smoking was a every day routine but I've never been this high before. It was definitely a feeling to remember.
Tyler.
Fuck, she's so beautiful man...all the way to her beautiful mid waist length hair, her pink plump lips, to her perfectly sculptured body.
"What?" She asked kindly, staring at me innocently. The weed was really kicking in on her, she was never this nice to me. Or anyone at that.
I shook my head, smiling a little. "Nuin."
By this time, the guys had left so we were alone, watching a movie on Netflix. The scene started to get heated.
The air started to grow thick...
She shifted in her seat uncomfortably. I could see her out of my peripheral vision and she did not look stable. She cleared her throat, catching my attention.
"C-could you, maybe uh- change the- or turn the television off please?" She stammered.
I nodded, doing as told turning the tv off. It was now pitch black in the room. She shrieked running over to me, sitting in my lap.
"You know, for a stud...you sure are afraid of a lot of things."
"You shut the fuck up, you don't know shit..."
I was hesitant , but I started anyway. "Can I tell you something?"
"Yes." She nodded.
"You're beautiful..."
TO BE CONTINUED...
