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4 months later

I sat on the couch eating potato chips and watching The Rap Game. I munched on my chips so that I could annoy my best friend Miya. She rolled her eyes, but I could see a small smirk forming on her lips. I laughed and punched her arm. She laughed too.

"Oml Miya Jason's wife is a bitch!" I screamed.

"Right? I feel bad for YoYo." She replied.

"Jayla needs to get herself together."

We looked at each other and laughed. We always loved talking about The Rap Game. It's a good show for those of you that know about it.

"Hey, Honey bun! Time to say bye to Miya." Mama yelled.

"K." I yelled back.

Miya smirked. She reeled me in for a hug.

"Bye sucker." I called out as she headed for the door.

She smiled. "Bye loser." She called back. I ran upstairs getting ready for bed.

I noticed a bright green moving truck backing into a driveway. I saw a boy swing open the car door. He looked familiar. But I couldn't really figure out who he was. I shrugged. I saw my mom outside talking to the other Lady out side like she knew her.

Mama always knew what to say to people.

I lost a lot of my memory. From the incident. So I don't really remember anything.

The boy lifted up a box into the house like it was a feather. He was pretty cute to be honest. His broad shoulders. And thick muscles.  Beautiful brown eyes thick curly hair. Tan skin. Lets just say he's out of my league.

He came back outside and talked to my mom a bit then walked in my house. Oh shit. I look down at my body and realize I had no clothes on. I heard foot step coming closer to my room. I rush to my dresser and dug in there for some PJs. Nothing. I see the door knob turn and instantly hide under my covers.

"Hey Cecilia." He said smirking.

"Who are you?" I asked nervously.

"Its Blue." He chuckled. "You don't remember me."

"Well obviously I mean I asked who the fuck you were right? Anyways whoever you are." I hesitate a bit. "You need to learn to knock first."

He laughed and slapped his knee. He took a seat on my bed. His weight dragging the covers of my body. Crap. My naked cold body exposed to him. 

He smiled. My eyes widened. Not knowing what to do. Frozen in time. As he stares at me in amusement.

"Don't be embarrassed. I've seen many girls naked." He waggled his eyebrows.

Pervert!

"You mean ur mom?" I chocked back.

He laughed. "That's just wrong." 

I digged in my laundry bag ruthlessly trying to find a long top. I found a brown one and pull it over my body.

"Well that's a great way to meet someone isn't it?" I did a fake smile.

He smirked in a pervety way. "Sure is, babe."

I rolled my eyes and pushed him out of my room. Sure is a great way to meet someone huh?

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