Skinny Minnie

Chapter 2

                                                                             CHAPTER 2

          "I was about to log out of Instagram until I stumbled upon a video that Marion had posted, and I just happened to be tagged to it." -Trinity

For the rest of the day, thoughts about what happened kept resurfacing in my head. I really hoped that those guys were not there the whole time watching me suck Marion up.

I knew that if they were, word would travel around Westview quick as hell, just like all gossip did at school, and my reputation would officially be at an all-time low. It was bad enough how people treat me just because of my size, so to then be known as the skinny little hoe would just make my case a whole lot worse.

The thought just would not escape my mind as I rode the school bus. Janet, one of those semi-popular girls who would only talk to me in private, sat by me.

"Skinny Minnie, Whatchu' thinking so hard about?" She said loudly, popping her gum.

"Nothing." I mumbled.

"Whateva. So today girl.." Janet began about her day as I tuned her out, still thinking of today's events.

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When I got home, I tried to put all of those thoughts behind me. I opened the front door to my house, not before snatching my hoop earrings out and fixing my clothes back down and proper like the way I left the house that morning. I walked in to the sweet smell of Momma's cooking. She always knew how to throw down in that kitchen.

"Trinity! Is that you, baby?" Momma called from the kitchen.

"Yeah." I replied, making my way to where she was after I dropped my bookbag on the couch.

"Hey, baby! How was school today?" She greeted, wiping her hands on a kitchen rag before she pulled me into a hug and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"Good..." I lied through gritted teeth."Whatchu cooking, Ma?"

"Oh, just some curry chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy." she told me. "It's almost ready, so go and get changed 'fore I start fixing up the plates."

"Alright." I said as I went to my room. I changed out of my school clothes into a black tank top and some booty shorts. I headed to the bathroom to wash my hands and my face, and decided on taking a shower after I ate dinner. When I was done, I went back to my room and looked at myself in the full-body mirror.

I sighed at the sight. Even in these tight shorts I had no ass, not even a possible growing one. My arms were long and skinny, reaching my midtigh. And my thighs? Well there weren't any.

The only thing I had was A-cup size breast slowly going on to B-size, and natural long curly hair. I smiled thinking, maybe one day a man will appreciate those little things.

I sat on my bed and pulled out my laptop from inside of my dresser. I set it on my lap and opened it, turning it on. I was going to go on instagram from my computer since Momma was late on phone bills.. and TV bills. For her being a single mother having to juggle two jobs to pay the house, electricity, water, internet, tv, and phone I guess I can understand how she could be behind on some payments.

As I scrolled through my news feed, nothing interesting seemed to be going on. I just liked a few photos and followed some people back. I was about to log out until I stumbled upon a video that Marion had posted 10 minutes ago, and I just happened to be tagged to it. The description read:

Only a Tru playa get free head on the stairs. Check out the next Amber Cole,kidd.