Chapter 4: Past Due

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Not talking to Dee anymore was kind of a wake up call for Amber. She dealt with it even though she was sad as hell, that it didn't work the way she planned or thought it would have. "Is it because I didn't fuck him?" "Is it because I am waiting until I know for sure I'm in a stable relationship?" "Am I just not good enough?" Amber questioned herself in her head. Amber didn't deal with depression well but she knew she needed something to cheer her up. Her birthday was coming up and she knew she had to be happy not only for herself but for others that surrounded her. Amber wasn't talking to anybody around the time her birthday was approaching but she wasn't sweating it at all. As long as she was feeling herself she didn't care what happened.
OCTOBER came and Amber was only excited for her birthday. She wasn't really thinking about relationships, heartbreak, or sex. School was out for a week during the week of her birthday. She woke up that morning in the best mood ever. She had burgandy red hair that stopped at the top of her butt. She was really feeling herself with no worries or anything. And just when she was coping she got a phone call around 10 am that morning, and it just so happen to be Shawn. He didn't have his own phone which really aggravated Amber but she knew it had to be him "Why the fuck is he calling?" she said to herself before answering.. "Hello?" she said trying to sound confused. "Happy Birthday baby." Shawn said. "Thankyou." Amber said calmly. Although she got a phone call She didn't get a special gift or suprise from a nigga but she was cool with that. She was stacked up, so she ain't give a fuck about none.
When everyone returned to school, Amber walked through feeling good as hell. She had woken up early that morning just to get ready the right way. Amber walked in school in a golden varsity dress with a burgandy sweater to cover it, her hair perfectly straightened with a pink glossed lip. She walked through the hall only to see Aydin. Aydin was this tall fine ass caramel skinned, pretty hair, straight teethed ass nigga who played sports for the school. The hallway was crowded, as usual. She ended up stuck in front of Aydin "Happy Belated Birthday" she said to Aydin he widened his smile that made a bitch wet at that instant "Same to you" he said back to Amber. Amber had forgetten that her and Aydin's birthday were only two days apart. They had never really spoken but Amber was winded by just that little ass convo.
Amber and her homegirls would always go to the football games, and sit and just look cute. Even if they didn't know what the hell was going on they still just liked to go to be seen. Amber and Michelle would always sit and discuss niggas who they would do some shit to. "Let's go down to the gate." Michelle said. Amber was down cause she wanted to see Aydin fine ass anyway. "Okay go bitch" she said waiting for Michelle to lead the way. They got to the fence, the players were on break or whatever they do when they call new plays. Amber leaned on the gate looking all cute ready for Aydin to look over at her. At that moment Aydin looked over, completely interrupted by how cute Amber was looking. "Wassup" Aydin said to Amber while on the field. His smile gleamed from the lights above the field all around "Damn! I just got wet off a wassup." Amber told Michelle afterwards "Wooo!"

Monday came and there was barely a Shawn anymore at school but Amber wasn't sweating it she was chilling. Her mindset was on having a nigga that's just "some to do." One night Michelle and Amber were on the phone "I'ma walk up to Aydin tomorrow and just be like look. I don't want no relations, I just wanna fuck with you" Amber said while laughing.. "Girl see that's what how you have to treat these niggas." Michelle said boosting her up.

The next day came and Amber was determined to put this nigga on her team. She was on her classy, but bitch im sexy shit. She wore a red, fitted skirt that gave her an ass, with a white polo shirt a blue jean jacket with a Burberry scarf, brown leather knee high boots that came up her leg so perfectly. Her hair was curled at it's best and it flowed and bounced as she walked through the hallway. First lunch bell had rung and Amber was already late, but didn't notice because she'd lost track of time. Her and Michelle met at the top of the steps dapping eachother up like niggas do with they homeboys. Amber quickly noticed Aydin walking her direction and her whole demeanor changed. "I gotta talk to you." Amber told Aydin with a smirk on her face. "About what?" Aydin asked with a confused smile. Amber pulled Aydin over to her. "Look. I'm not trying to be your girlfriend, I don't want no relationship with you I just wanna fuck with you." Amber said confidently. Aydin looked at her confused but you could tell he was happy. Aydin pulled out his phone and Amber looked at her contact name he had the wrong number all along. "Oh nawl boo, that's the wrong number." Amber said. "Oh." Aydin said laughing sexy ass hell. "4787650129, lock that in". Amber told him walking off. She had to make sure he was looking when she walked off so she did just the right sway in her hips to let him know who he was fucking with. Aydin text Amber right after that. "So what you was saying?" Amber read aloud to herself reading the text. She replied telling him she didn't want nobody to know about them. He agreed with her and they texted and talked for a good lil minute. By this time it was the beginning of November, and they both were anxious to feel eachother. After all that big dawg talk in the text messages Amber was beyond ready for the dick. Amber teased him and he was getting tired of waiting as much as she did. Amber didn't care how to portray herself she was a freak but only to somebody she really wanted to be one to. Amber was on her way to her third period class only to see Aydin coming down the hall she walked right up to him, and stopped him and reached her left hand down in his pants. She felt the warmth of his dick on her hand, she quickly took her hand out, winked and walked away. She knew she had this nigga going by now. She texted him in class and told him he was packing but she ain't say too much cause she ain't want to boost his head up more than it already was. Her and Aydin procrastinated knowing they wanted to fuck the hell out of eachother. They texted everyday since they had exchanged numbers. The month was passing by until finally Thanksgiving break came.  It wasn't planned but Amber was finally about to get that needed...

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