Sweet Baby Jesus

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Why do I always do this to myself?

I can never stick to my guns when my best friend is involved. One look from her puppy dog eyes and I know it's over. Her promise of free alcohol and having a good time always gets the best of me.

So here I am, standing against this bar at a overrated club watching Taylor grind against this decent looking blonde dude named Joe.

When we stand side by side it can be very contrasting. Her short, white, beautiful, and elegant. Me, tall, brown, awkward, and very sarcastic. But Taylor's been my best friend for seven years, therefore I could never truly hate on her beauty.

As I sip my rum and coke, I feel a presence beside me. Sighing I try not to look to my right, however I still feel a dreaded tap on my shoulder.

Please don't be Raj I mentally chant, as I incline my head towards him.

"You disappeared on me Amina," Raj pouts as he slides his body closer to mine.

I involuntarily take a step back, trying to distance myself as best as I can before Raj tries grabbing my waist again.

Ugh, I already know how this conversation is going to turn out. It's so fucking predictable it makes me want to bang my head against the wall until I magically appear back home, curled under a blanket watching Gilmore Girls.

You see, Raj here will consistently question me about my ethnicity because I am not the stereotypical looking "Indian" girl. Yeah I'm mixed, so what? I don't know why every guy I come across, takes it upon themselves to actively seek out my entire family history.

Focusing my attention back onto Raj I say, "yeah sorry I'm not feeling very well, I think it's time for me to go home." I try not to maintain eye contact as I say this because even though I can be a bitch in my head, I am a complete wuss on the outside.

Before Raj can ask for my number, I quickly turn around in search for Taylor. I finally spot her still up close and personal with Joe. As I attempt making my way over to them, I suddenly lose my footing, causing me to dive face first onto some guy's chest.

I should unpeel my face off this man's chest, instead I find myself sniffing him like a rapid dog. OH LORD JESUS, he smells like a Calvin Klein model is the first thought that pops into my head. The second, is that I better step away from this guy before he can accuse me of any sort of molestation. Gathering my wits, I slowly disentangle myself from this sweet smelling stranger.

I instantly feel a pair of strong hands on my shoulders, forcing my gaze upwards onto a familiar set of blue eyes.

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Thank you guys for reading my first chapter! Please comment and vote telling me how you found the first chapter! I'd love to hear back from you guys. I also wanted to point out that I am depicting a bi racial couple in this book because I feel more light should be shed on this topic. That is why I thought Priyanka Chopra would be fitting to play Amina in terms of their looks and character!  What do y'all think?

*ALSO A BIG BIG THANKS TO Ayiah_Jaddo FOR MAKING MY COVER SHE IS HONESTLY THE MOST AMAZING GIRL!*

*ALSO A BIG BIG THANKS TO Ayiah_Jaddo FOR MAKING MY COVER SHE IS HONESTLY THE MOST AMAZING GIRL!*

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