Ready Or Not

Nicholas

The scariest thing about life is unknowing. You never know what's next or who's next. It doesn't matter ready or not.

Either it's coming, they're coming, or he's coming. Fear no one but the man above; our Savior, even when we feel like our prayers are being unanswered believe me, he's working on them even in our darkest hours. Trust me I know a lil bit about those hours, especially darkest nights.

When I was in college I made plenty of mistakes and out of all them, there was one I couldn't shake. They wanted me and if they couldn't have me, they came went after the ones I cared about, the ones that I held close to my heart, my loved ones, my family. I fucked up all admit it, I did.

But I was a lil nigga tryna find his way I went through trials and tribulations but who

doesn't.

What I did haunts me all the time, it haunts my family, my friends.

Let us share our journey with you.

I decided to go to the library during study hall to do some research on the Da Vinci Code, my Liberal Arts teacher was getting on my last damn nerve. I don't give a fuck about that cracker. And that's where I met her, the love of my life. Beautiful as fuck! I couldn't help but stare as she was sitting at a table along with three big books flipping through countless pages.

She was a good girl with a head on top of her shoulders. Partying wasn't even on her priorities list, she kept her head in them damn books. I've watched her curse people out plenty of times without even using one cuss word, she always did it in a way that sounded educated like destructive criticism all them big ass word that would spew out of her lips. The girl's vocabulary was impeccable she'd literally have your ass looking dumber than a bitch out here. Most of all lil mama never, ever let anybody take her out of her character she was always calm and collected that shit was sexy as hell. I couldn't stand females that were over the top.

Her flawless cocoa brown smooth skin and honey eyes with them tities that sat up straight, slim waist and them broad fucking hips. She was slightly bo-legged and that ass was fat any nigga couldn't help but stare at it jiggled pass. And- Oh my fucking gosh! Lil mama always wore heels and red lipstick, when I say that shit got a nigga wanna put a fucking rock on her finger. Damn man.

When I finally snapped out of my daydream she was looking at me, smiling and then a smiled emerge upon my face. One slim blond head bitch came up to me asking me did I need help with my algebra I told her duck ass no and she was still standing in my face talking about if I need any help make sure I let her know it'll be worth my while.

Bitch my Dick in your mouth is worth my while. "A'ight boo." and with that, she walked away. When I looked back towards my eye candy, she was gone.

I looked around and there was no sign of her so I just opened my book and got straight to work.

The next day I walked in class and she had her head down taking notes.

"Mr. Nashe It's nice for you to join us." Professor Joseph quips. I didn't even reply I ain't got time for his bullshit the motherfucker was always late, all I did was nod. She looked up and I winked at her and she started to blush so I took the chance to sit right next to her.

"Okay, guys these papers that I'm passing back are your essays very few of you did well, but the majority of the class failed. I will give you guys a second chance to get a better grade." He gave my paper and my ass had a fucking F I looked over at her and she cheesing like she just got some good dick.

The bell rang and she was packing up her stuff. When I walked out, "Ms. Riot, may I have a word with you?" Professor said.

Laura