Kinyume - an Interracial Justin Bieber Fanfiction (BWWM)

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Kinyume ( Ken Yu Meh ) means 'Opposites' in the Swahili language.

Just a heads up that every chapter name will be in swahili for a reason, but of course I will put the translation right next to it in English so you won't be bemused.

This story was made on January 10, 2014 for the sistas wearing the different varieties of beautiful black skin.

For some odd reason, it irks me deeply when I see " * ___POV*" in stories so no, you will never see that in this fan-fiction. I will tell you personally who's view you are reading a chapter in if it ever does need to change.

" " is someone speaking.

' ' is someone thinking, thoughts.

The picture on the side is not how the main character looks but rather it's the hair she has that the main character has. The slick difference is that the main character has black hair and not brown plus its a lot longer. The description of it is in this chapter.

NO. This story will not start off with the girl meeting Justin at a concert and SHABANG! She's pregnant. Nope. If that's what you are looking for, I'm sorry boo but you need to move on to another story. It will take time but then not really. You get it? So bear with me and before you can blink, we'll be getting to that Justin lovey dovey .;)

ENJOY! Don't forget to comment so a sista knows if she did good...or nah. ;)

So yes, comments motivate me to update quicker. Who knows, I might update tomorrow but I'm not telling.

"The black skin is not a badge of shame, but rather a glorious symbol of national greatness."

Marcus Garvey.

Disclaimer: Sadly Justin Drew Bieber is not mine but I can bet my future prom dress he soon will be. So move aside Selala, once he sees all this ass, he'll be wobbling to me so quick.

TNHOT is " that nun hoe over there".

Anana is Swahili for soft and gentle.

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I sighed in pity as I watched Sister Gertha, a sweet but extremely timid woman with the biggest ears, ask countless times if the 11 other females had all their belongings as well as a journey buddy.

I know, a journey buddy.

This is a catholic woman academy for 18 year olds and up, yet the elder sisters use preschool terms to describe a partner during travel. I swear it's the man upstairs that gives me strength everyday to continue on because I really can't.

I winced when I caught Sister Gertha's crestfallen expression seeing that her questions went to deaf ears since all the girls were talking and squealing rather loudly about the Father's eldest son, Joshua, who arrived from the airport yesterday from Jackson, Mississippi.

Father Luke allowed us to sleep in the whole day instead of going to class and called the whole academy down to the main church so he could introduce his favorite son to us. He didn't say Joshua is his most prized offspring, but you could tell from the huge smile that brightened up his whole face. The wrinkles that seemed to become more prominent by day didn't even seem noticeable. He was just that ecstatic.

It was really cute how he would try to clasp his eldest son on the shoulder but he's so short or rather Joshua is a bloody giant ( the man is like 6'4! ) , so he'd have to resort to putting his hands on his back.