I couldn't get him out of my mind all day.
He was probably like 28 or some shit like that.
Like what the hell, I'm 17 and have been single since my nap-time years
...nice going Alois.
I can't even get a dog to like me, let alone an actual being!
I walked through the school doors ethereal still thinking about Ethan.
Hm...maybe he could be my sugar daddy...yup.
I've made up my mind.
As a person who's been single all their life, I know a little too much about relationships and haven't even been invited to the movies.
I'm pretty kept to myself and chill...but loud as fuck.
I don't like huge crowds, fighting, hoes, all of the in between basically.
I have a huge obsession with chocolate.
Like I'm addicted.
Lemme get straight to the basic introduction,
my name is Alois Trancy Valentin.
OK, back to Ethan because I'm irrelevant right now.
He could take my virginity for all I care.
I realized I look like a fucking bum.
A grey Supreme hoodie, leggings, and gray Jordans
Don't forget the coffee stain (:
"Woah! what the hell happened to you Aloe?" asked my best friend Jamie
"Ethan happened..." I stated bluntly but star gazed
"WOAH times 2! Who is this Ethan person I've never heard of?!" she practically yelled
"You not coming to the coffee shop has blessed me in various ways."
"Aloe, are you drunk? Was your weed laced with cocaine and lust?"
"I've never even smoked weed before B." I laughed
"Then. Who's. ETHAN?" she was getting impatient
"My sugar daddy." I ended it and sashayed away with a smirk on my face.
"Ah, so he likes chocolate huh?" I could hear the smug in her voice.
"Not everyone chooses vanilla, honey." I flipped my hair and blew a kiss.
"Damn straight. Lil shawty got some mouth."
Oh shit..It was Damien.
Classic lightskin fuckboy.
Thinks he can get any girl he wants.
Stays with a girl for a month TOPS! Then drops her like a bomb.
I've experienced texting fuckboys, so we won't get to deep into that topic.
"Hey Damien." I said fake-giddily.
Btw, he actually thinks I like him.
"Skipping introduction, who's Ethan?"
Shit.
"Oh...just a backhome family friend."
"I wanna link up with him sometime."
"Fuck no negro. Back up off my sugar-....BEST FRIEND!"
"Were you about to say sugar daddy?" He asked sly like.
"Nah. But damn, time flies huh, I gotta run bro. See ya'll!"
Jamie was there instigating the whole time.
Jesus, what did I get myself into?
== 2:30 ==
I was already in my car headed down the street to the Marriott happy as fuck.
"I GET TO SEE MY FUTURE SUGAR DADDY!"
I screamed at the same volume as the radio.
I sped down the road not giving a fuck about my life or anyone else's.
Fuck 12.
I could see the hotel in view.
The closer I got to the hotel, the more anxious I got to give him head in the car.
"What the fuck am I on?" I blatantly asked myself.
I parked in the closest space so my car was visible.
== 3:15==
I didn't mind him being 20 minuted late, as long as he gets to pick up his daughter in time.
That's when I saw he and another woman walk out.
My heart sank.
But I looked more intently at his facial expressions.
He didn't seem to be enjoying her company.
"Fuck yes! Score for me!"
He looked around rapidly and worried.
The thot that was with him tried to persuade him to get in her car.
He shook his head and his face look more dreaded.
I was lowkey enjoying him not enjoying her.
But I had to honk before he decided to get seduced in car probably filled with voodoo sex dolls and shit.
I honked my car at him twice.
That got both their attention.
