L.O.V.E

Desi POV

Hi, I'm Desiree I'm a 16 years old, short , chocolate, gorgeous with a nice body that a lot of people seems to be obsessed with. I'm a virgin and where I live everybody make it seem like it's a bad thing being a virgin. Anyways one day I was walking with one of my close friends, kianna, we were going to the park to practice a dance we made. When we got there, we saw a bunch of niggas we never seen before in the park playing basketball on the basketball court where me and kianna usually practice. I was ready to snap on all they ass. "Desi kidd, just chill bruh we'll just go by playground on the grass" said kianna, trying to get me to forget about them. While we were walking in front of the basketball court, all the boys stopped and stared then started calling us, trying to get us to talk to them. Of course we ignored and went on the grass. Kianna turned her beats pill on then played the song that we were dancing to( btw it's for a video). The boys stopped playing basketball and they were watching us. Time passed. Finally, we were done practicing so we were walking  back with our music loud as fuck. All the boys came by us, they were cute but I don't need that kind of distraction.

"Damn mami, what's yo name" one of the boys asked me.

"Jessi" I answered

We all have this little fake name we give ourselves when a fuck boy trying to talk to us.

"Cute name, how old are you?"

"I'm 16, and I'm guessing you around yo 18?"

" oh😄😄, my bad I'm Michael and yea I'm 19."

"Hmm that's nice, okay cool"

"You know you cute right? I ain't trynna sauce tho, I'm just telling you the truth"

"Thank you, I guess. But um u cute too mike, I can call you that?"

"Of course"

"Iight cool"

"So umm you mind giving me your number."
 
" should I? Ehhh iight gimme yo phone"

*take phone and put my number and saved it under "😍😊💫" as my contact name. *

_end of conversation_

When I got home, my fat ass went straight to the fridge, every body was at work, I was the only one home. I heard my phone ringing, it was a random number. I picked up the phone and answered:

"Hello"

"Aye this Michael"

"How may I help you?"

"By letting me get to know you. Aye yo peoples home?"

"Nah they at work. Wassup"

"I can come over? "

"Sure"

"Iight text me the address"

"Iight"

*hungs up*

Later that evening, he came to my house, knocked on my door, I opened the door. I invited him in, then we turned on the TV and put it on Netflix while we was trynna find a movie to watch, he told me all about him. I ain't  gon  lie!! He cute, dark skin (my favorite) tall, with dreads with nice lips. We both love chocolates. And let me tell y'all about that smile!!! Ooouuu  he got a nice muhfucking  smile. I love his smile. We finally found a movie I popped some popcorn then we started to watch 'hard to get' an African movie.