In Love With A Crip

When They Meet Again

Ashley

Sitting in the back of the classroom with my best friend Destiny talking about the new gel nail polish a hard knock on the door rattled everyone. It was my baby. Even though Malik and I have been arguing lately I still label him as mine. I've known him since I was 12 years old and all of my feelings just never fade for him no matter what he does or says to me.
"Destiny I know this nigga not in this class." I said as I starred at her with a blank face. All she could do was laugh because she knows how our relationship is. He walked over to my desk and looked at me and then sat in the desk right beside me. I looked back at destiny and all she did was laugh. I sat in my desk wondering why he wasn't talking to me. The silence between us was something I hated. I got out my seat and sat on top of his desk playing with his curly blonde dreads. He groaned stop as he lifted his head up. Soon as I seen his eyes up close I knew he had been smoking. Now I know he loves to smoke so I'm not going to ask him to stop but before school even started I told him I didn't want him to come to school high and seeing him like that pissed me off. I kissed my teeth and mushed his head as I got off his desk to sit back in mine to talk to Destiny. I felt his eyes follow my every move. Another hard knock hit the door and rattled everyone once again.

King

"This you 3rd block class, Miss. Jewels. She pretty cool but she can get hella ratchet if you try her." I said to Makayla as I knocked on the door. Miss. Jewels swung the door open with a frown on her face. All I could do was laugh and hug her.
"Miss. Jewels this Makayla. She ah new student out of state and she gone be in your 3rd block class this year." I said as I poked my head in her class to see who was in there.
"GET YO BITCH ASS OUT MY CLASS ROOM NIGGA !" Somebody from the back yelled out. Nobody other than this fuck nigga Malik standing up in the back.
"NIGGA WHATS BRACKIN BLOOD. YOU STRAIGHT PUSSY NIGGA !" I yelled into the classroom trying my best to get to him but a couple students in the class held  me back.
"BOY I SWEAR ON MY DADDY GRAVE I'LL DEAD YA SHIT RIGHT NOW NIGGA. TR3YS IS REALLY MOVING PUSSY !" He yelled back at me stacking his set signs. I knew I wanted to impress Makayla and if this situation went any farther I wouldn't even have a chance. So yeah, I walked away THIS time.

Makayla

The whole time I've been in this school I thought King would be the sexiest nigga walking round here. But sadly mistaken. A loud voice came roaring out the door at King. I didn't know who or what it was but I didn't like it so I stepped back. As King tried his best to get into the classroom I kinda got a peek of who he was trying to get. Hell I wanted to get him to. The way his hair had been bleached and then colored complimented his skin. I could tell he was a street nigga by the way he carried himself and I liked it.

King

As we left Miss. Jewels class I punched a locker walking down the hall. Not because of the situation but I started my year off completely wrong. During the summer Malik and I had a little run in at the mall and it led to a neighborhood shooting. I have no personal beef with him but because we are the same age and attend the same school we bump heads a lot because of the gangs we are in. We have never gotten into a real fist fight but I feel it coming soon. I got myself together, calmed down and turned to Makayla.
"I'm sorry you had to see that. I usually don't stoop to his level and let him get me worked up like that. That's not who I am." She looked at me with sympathy and then smirked.
"I understand. It was kind of cute." She said. The fact that she didn't think I was a bad person for acting that way made me want her even more. We continued to the very last class and then returned to the guidance office.

Malik

"Baby!!!" Ashley nagged in my ear pulling on my arm.
"WHAT!" I yelled gaining all the attention in the class once again.
"Nigga don't talk to her like that. She just trynna make sure you straight!" Destiney shot back at me. I couldn't say anything back because it was true. I was taking my anger out on the wrong person and it wasn't even her fault. She went back to her desk, crossed her legs and turned her back towards me. I already knew she was pouting and I didn't want her to. As the class went on about they business, I pulled her desk to me so her back would be between my legs. I leaned in and kissed her neck. I knew she liked that.
"Look baby I'm sorry I yelled at you like that but I been having a lot on my mind and just the fact I seen that nigga sparked a plug inside me. You forgive me ?" I whispered in her ear gently kissing and sucking her neck. She turned around and starred at me in my eyes. I hate when she does that because she always tells me she can see the hurt in my eyes and I need to let the pain go.
"Yes I forgive you. But next time you try and get bold with me in front of other people Ima cut ya dick with scissors. Try me." She said still looking me deep in my eyes grabbing my dick and balls on the low. Even though I didn't want to admit it...I love this girl to death.