"Damn," she breathed as I spilled the entire story out. "Isn't that unbelievable?!" I screamed, still angry. Micaela flipped her long hair over her shoulder and crossed her legs. "That's really fucked up. But you have nothing to be sad about because she didn't deserve you."She had nothing to worry about because she's attractive, I thought. Long black hair to her waist, an hourglass figure and caramel colored skin and eyes, she was the perfect idea of a girl. "Maybe you just need to get back in the game! You're gorgeous girl, and that fat ass will have anyone running!" "Shut up," I laughed, throwing a pillow at her. She was right though. I was tall but statuesque, toffee colored skin and jet black hair and eyes. I had a little bit of boob but my ass accentuated everything I wore. "You're right, lets go out tonight then!" I announced. "Fine, if my mom will let me go," she laughed.
